Taciturn (Niall Horan)

CHAPTER 18 - Gail Roni

Niall's POV

"I said, I'm coming!!"

I practically shouted at my front door.

First thing, who's in the right state of mind to pound too loud at my door at six in the morning? Second, does he/she know how to use a damn doorbell? And lastly, I hate the fact that I'm force to get up this early just to answer whoever's on the other side of the door. I swear. Whoever he/she is must be prepared for his/her death for banging at my door like a bass drum.

I put on shirt to cover my torso as I made my way to open the front door; which I soon regretted to do so.

"Nialler!!"

Her squeal is the last thing I wanna hear upon waking up. Ladies and gentlemen, Gail Roni.

"I've been standing here, knocking on your door for about seven minutes." she complained as she shoved me on my carpeted floor.

"Well, good morning to you too." I sarcastically greeted her while yawning. Man, I'm still sleepy.

"What are you doing here?" I add up immediately. "I want some breakfast." she grins at me. "First thing, you would barge in here in my flat, pin me on my floor like a mad man just becaus you're hungry. And secondly, I'm asking why you're here in London instead of being all warm in Melbourne?" I said pushing her away from me. "I'm on a holiday. Since you're going home back in Ireland and me, as well; I've decided to keep company and we'll go to Ireland together." excitement covers her tone. "I'm all too good before you ruin my slumber, monkey." I said teasingly as she swats my arm. "I'm hungry so dress up." she demanded. "Get yourself some food. I want to sleep." I waved at her dismissively. "You're refusing the food. Geez, I thought you're into a serious relationship with it." she gasped. "I don't want to go out. Its too cold." I yawned once more. "But I'm hungry!" she whined. "Look at the cabinets for PopTarts." I suggested.

 And she started stumping her feet like a kid with tramtums, "I don't like to have food coming out of a cardboard box. I want to have a full English Breakfast. I haven't eaten that for god knows when."

"Then go get one." I told her as I get on my tracks back to my bedroom. "Drive me to the diner. Please." she begs, clasping her hands together and shows her best puppy eyes. "The eyes won't work with me, Gaily. Sorry." I chuckled. "Come on, Ni! What should I do to make you come with me?" "Swear-" "Shit." "I didn't mean it that way!" "Just get your arse up and drive me to the diner!" "Swear that you're gonna pay for my food." "What the?" "That's the only condition." I smirked. "What are your money for? Just let them sit on your wallet?" she jokingly snapped at me. "They're taking their own holiday break." I joked back. Gail glared at me saying, "Fine, I'll pay for your breakfast." "That's what I like about you." I pinched her cheeks. "Hands off." she threatened. "Or else, I'll change my mind."

"Then change it so I can go back to bed. Its too early and its so good to spend the rest of the day lying on my comfy bed." I told her to annoy her and yeah, I'm winning it.

"Shut up and move." she pouted and I just laugh at her childish attitude. "Okay, I'll go dress up."

I went back to my room. I put on some khakis and a warm grey hoodie. I'm tying up my shoe lace when I hear something fell that made a loud thud.

"Gail?" I called but she didn't respond.

I stand up from my sitting position on my bed upon finishing my laces. I went back to my living room where I left Gail. I found my dear best friend holding my white electric guitar while having a terrible time hanging up on my wall where it belongs.

"What have you done with my Gibson?" I caught her off guard that make her jerk a little. "Niall, I didn't mean... I.." she stuttered. I grab my guitar and hang it in place, "Lets go before you could break something else." "I guess I got it scratched." she confessed in a whisper.