Accident (A 1D Fanfiction)

Chapter 3: Help

It's Kate again. Thanks to whoever is reading this(:

I want to give a shoutout to @5_BoysChangedMyLife, she's such a good writer and one of my best friends(: Read her story Diana(: I Love you Tiffany!

Enjoy this chapter!!

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The next day, I didn't go to school either. I would have, but I still felt hungover and the texts were just insane. So I had the nanny call my school and tell them I had the flu, and I wouldn't be there for the rest of the week. This gave me plenty of time to recover, but it also gave Niall plenty of time to annoy the shit out of me.

I was laying in bed, scrolling through my texts, sadly sighing at most of them.

Nicoleee my Bff(; : "Slut didn't come to school today?"

BabyLuke<3: "Wow, making so much of the leprechaun that you don't need an education anymore??"

Lucy: "hah whore"

Nialler(;: "Are you at school??"

I replied to Niall's, despite my damned headache. I couldn't deal with his shit today. "What do you think, dipshit?"

Nialler(;: "You're a brat"

You: "I try"

Nialler(;: "Stop then, it's annoying"

You: "Like you? (:"

I mentally patted myself on the back for that one.

Nialler(;: "You're so dumb"

Once again, I called him. Texting was such a hassle.

Niall answered, "My angel, I was waiting for your call."

I scoffed loudly on purpose. "Don't make me drive over there and beat you, shortshit." Niall burst out laughing, and I heard a loud thud. He'd dropped his phone, I could tell because the laughter got distant. But two other laughs joined it.

DID HE HAVE ME ON FUCKING SPEAKERPHONE?

It took a minute, but the phone was picked up and his breathing was under control. "Wow, shortshit. Never been called that one." He said before chuckling.

"Niall, am I on speakerphone?" I asked in a hiss.

"Maybe."

Those two laughs began laughing again, annoying me to an extent.

"Who's there?" I questioned, sitting up on my bed.

Niall whispered shut up to the people with him. "Zayn and Louis, why?"

"Tell those douchewagon's that they have three seconds to leave the room or I'm going to make sure they never sing again."

Niall laughed again, and I heard an "oh shit" and a "fuck" before what sounded like two pairs of shoes running. Heh, good job Olivia.

Niall stopped laughing and took in a deep breath. "Anyways, Olivia," he began. "Do you need anything?"

I laughed into the phone. "If I needed something, I wouldn't call you."

I heard Niall let out a fake sigh of sadness. "Alright, but if you need anything.." He chuckled. "Don't give me a call."

I hung up on him and shook my head. This boy.

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「NIALL'S POV」

After getting off the phone with Liv -- no, after she hung up -- I went up to my room and put some pants on. Hey, it was like 11 AM, who wears pants at 11 AM?

I put on some skinny jeans and a t-shirt and headed downstairs again. Liam said something about going to a movie, but of course, we had to rent the whole movie theater. Harry'd flicked it face and told him to shut up, we would just rent a movie on the TV. But no, Liam and Zayn swore that it would be a lot more fun and "regular boy"-like to go to a theater. 

Louis had an apron on, god knows why, and was making popcorn. In the microwave.

"Does that really require a pink apron, Lou?" I asked, sitting up on the counter. "Hot, but, not required."

Louis frowned at me, before picking up a big wooden spoon off the table and whacking my hand. "OW!" I yelled out in pain, before laughing uncontrollably. 

Louis smiled with satisfaction. "For your information, yes, the apron is required. I'm making my special peanut-butter popcorn." He said proudly. I chuckled at him. 

"Don't hit me again or I'll post the video of you getting pulled over in the States because you were driving too slow," I threatened, getting a scared look from Louis. Once again, I fell off the counter laughing. 

Harry came walking in, only raising an eyebrow at me on the floor practically dying on the floor. "Well goodmorning to you, mates," He said before flashing a big smile. That smile disappeared when he saw a sandwich on his plate. "For breakfast?"

Louis huffed. "First Niall, now you. Eat it or starve."

Harry put his hands up in surrender as I stood up again. Zayn decided to join us at that moment, in only boxers. "Where's your clothes, aye mate?" I teased him, shoving his shoulder. Zayn rolled his eyes but smiled. 

"Good mornng, everyone!" He rang out, sounding cheery even though it was still morning. 

Suddenly, Harry let out a high-pitched scream. We looked at him, to see him standing against the wall, staring at the sandwich that was on his plate. Louis raised an eyebrow.

"LOUIIIIIS." Harry whined. "Mayonnaise? Again?" 

Louis laughed, gripping the counter for balance as Harry tried to get the taste off his tongue. Liam walked in to Harry licking his shirt to get rid of the taste, shook his head, and walked out. I chuckled at the scene, but felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I fished it out and looked at the screen.

Call from Liv<3

I smirked, pressing the green button and leaving the chaotic room. "Hello?" I said into the phone. There wasn't an answer at first, but then I heard a throat clear.

Olivia's voice cracked as she said, "Niall, I need your help."

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WELL WON'T YOU JUST LOOK AT THAT CLIFFHANGER.

#sorrynotsorry

What do you guys think Olivia needs help with? Because she sounded pretty shooken up if I may say so myself :3

Wait.. is shooken a word??

Oh well.

SORRYFORTHESHORTCHAPTERBUTHEYWHATCHAGONNADO.

-Love, Kate.