"You what?" Eryn's eyes were huge.
"I kinda... sorta... kicked him... in the.... yeah." I fight off a smile.
"WHY IN THE FUCKING HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT?!" Kyle yells at me.
"I don't know! He had his foot in my crotch, what else could I do?!" I burst into giggles.
"YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSE TO KICK NIALL HORAN IN THE FUCKING CROTCH! EMBRACE IT! TAKE HIM TO THE BATHROOM! DON'T RUIN HIS SPERM CELLS!" Kyle screams at me making people give him strange looks.
Amy and Eryn burst out laughing.
"You did not just tell me to let him fuck me in a bathroom." I give him a look.
"Bloody hell, yes I did!" Kyle hisses.
"I don't know why I did it, okay? It was hilarious though." I shrug.
"You think kicking men in the balls is funny?" Kyle squints his black eyes at me.
Kyle was very hot. He kinda reminded me of Ralph Machio from Karate Kid or The Outsiders. He had black hair and big black eyes with great cheekbones. He was tall. He always acted like an idiot. He cracked jokes and was a major drama queen. He'd be a great boyfriend to anyone. Yet, he's gay.
"No. Just their reaction. What am I gonna do to get him to forgive me?" I ask.
"I think you know." Amy sighs.
"Whip cream bikini whilst the others are out at rehearsals." Eryn nods, giving me a James Bond look.
"Don't forget the chocolate syrup drizzle." Amy adds.
I give them a freaked out look.
"No. Sex is never the answer." Kyle starts.
I start to thank him before he continues.
"Blow jobs are."
"KYLE!" I hiss.
"Well, they are! You're gonna have to in order to give a serious apology." Kyle gives me a look.
"I'm not going anywhere near Niall's... yeah, to get a 'You're forgiven'. Okay, guys?"
They all roll their eyes.
"But seriously. This is Niall we're talking about. How am I going to say sorry?"
"You could buy him lunch." Amy suggests.
"I said I wanna say sorry, not go broke." I sigh.
"I know!" Eryn shouts, throwing her hand in the air.
"I'm not giving myself to him." I glare at her.
"That wasn't what I was gonna say, smart one." She sasses.
"Fine. Have at it."
"A guitar and a beer!" She smiles like a five year old.
I stop and think about it. "OH MY GOD, YOU'RE A FUCKING GENIUS!" I grab her face and kiss her before running off.
~Eryn's P.O.V.~
Did she just kiss me? On the lips? What the fuck?! I know I'm sexy, but damn. Nigga, slow down.
~Katie's P.O.V.~
I know the perfect guitar. He's been looking at it for awhile, he just won't admit he wants it.
It was a black-brown acoustic guitar. It was in a little guitar shop in town.
Had to pay £350 for it and the case, but that's fine with me. He's gonna be so happy.
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If I'm Louder - Niall Horan Fanfic
FanfictionKatie Walker is a normal American teenager who just wants to have fun. She has family troubles. She was born and raised in New York. She never thought she would ever be good enough for society even though she is beautiful. She learns deep dark famil...
