Mistaken (Niall Horan)

20. Serious

Chapter (20) - Serious

Hanya always told me she wanted a cheesy boyfriend, a cheesy relationship, a cheesy proposal and a total cheesy life. She has the right to wish for it Considering what her life has been like, of course she is wishing for an escape, yet she says it's impossible. What she has gone through is also the reason she believes this happens only in dreams, movies and Nicolas Sparks books. Her life wasn't the best, or the sappiest, so I decided to add the sappiness myself.

So ... I'm ordering pizza and telling Pizza Hut to do something special with the reciete, and then I'm telling Hanya to come to where we usually meet, AKA my flat. When she comes, I'm letting her open the door for the pizza guy and she's gonna see what's written on it: would you be my girlfriend? -Niall x Pretty sappy, ey? Good that she never likes us going out to avoid the paps and such.

I just hope she doesn't turn me down though.

'Yes, yes, yes!' she screams in victory. 'And here is it, people! The Hanya Bruce winning over the hot Irish mofo for the millionth time row!'

"For the millionth time a row", she had beaten me in video games and I, "for the millionth time a row", had no problem with it whatsoever; however, I was laughing. I liked playing against her. She was just as passionate as I am, playing and enjoying every little, tiny detail about it. The way she holds the joystick and keep jumping and moving awkwardly out of sheer excitment makes her look adorable - "adorbs" in her dictionary. 

She looked like a yo-yo, jumping around everywhere and dancing more terribly than Zayn and Lily both. I couldn't help but laugh at the scene in front of me. She looked literally drunk, yet I'm sure she had no alcohol at all.

'You pretty losah standing theh,' she shouted like a knight in a war, yet the content had nothing to with knights in any way. 'Give me a piggyback ride'

Now a little child wishing for a lolipop. Well, I had to make sure she really had no alcohol, but since she was hitting my shouders practically trying to climb on them and failing dramatically due to her "adorbs" height.

'Hanya ... ow, Hanya, stop!' I finally managed to hold her. I took her face in my hands to stop her unexpectable movements, which pleased me a bit and drew a wide grin on my face; she resembled it. 'Have you drunk anything before you've come?'

Well, I tried to be serious but the grin was ruining the scene.

She looked me deeply in the eyes, seriously and solemnly, "Niallo, I swear to everything I believe in, to every Call Of Duty game I have beaten you at, to my secret agency and to every Nicolas Sparks cheesy book,' she still looked at me in much loyality, 'nope!'

'Hanya, you...'

'Shut the fuck up and piggyback ride me, Horan!' She half scolded half nagged.

I bent my knee slightly so she can hold on tight to me neck and take her toothpick legs in my hands. I have no idea about how can her legs can be this skinny, yet they can look so perfectly feminine; what's worse: she complains they're fat. She climbed on me like an ape reaching to high bench and shouted a, "ha!" when she reached the top. I started trotting with her on my shoulders around the living room, then I suddenly heard Who Runs The World by Beyoncé being sung by a dying cat for the first time in my life, which makes my muscles go loose of hard laughing, causing Hanya and I to fall over each other.

'What the fuck, Niall?' She exclaimed shrilly while I was on top of her, laughing uncontrollably.

I rolled aside and the poor girl finally took her breath since I was obviously too heavy for her petite body to take. She panted as though she had just ran a marathon, but I knew she was faking it cos I was loosing weight that time. 

'You're a maniac,' she stated matter of factly, causing me to laugh even harder.

I am the maniac? Look who's talking!

After a couple of minutes of laughing at the weird things she said ,like me having fake muscles, bu they looked adorably hot -somehow Hanya thinks some can be adorably hot-, but they couldn't stand a butterfly like her; or such as saying that her body was a north pole of a magnet and mine was another north one because we both liked food, so they repelled - that was a physics joke that I took some time to understand, then I laughed at a joke that she made about me being rubbish at physics-; I finally managed to take my breath again. And she hugged me quickly, saying that she was dead worried I would never take my breath again.

'Want some pizza?' I asked, feeling like it was a good moment to propose. 

We were laughing, enjoying our time in our own weird way and just doing whatever popped in our minds no matter how silly it was, I gave her a piggyback ride for crying out loud, doesn't that make it a perfect moment to decide how will this relationship go?

'You genius, reading my hungry mind!' She exclaimed in a hallelujah way, taking my face suddenly in her hands and grabbing it to kiss me shortly. 

In a short while, the pizza guy came and I felt my something playing in the pit of my stomach. Hanya went answering it, claiming that this is to celebrate "Great Hanya Elizabeth Bruce"'s victory on the hot Irish mofo. I had no idea why did she always mention me either as cute or hot, but I liked it anyways. Heck, I loved it!  The question is why did she mention my nationality?

She then came back just the same way she went, as air-drunk -since air is the only thing that was entering her body- and dumb as ever, just laughing at everything and giggling, blinded by her victory. That wasn't supposed to happen though, she should've came back being ... well, I don't know how should've she come but it wasn't supposed to be like that anyways. There would've been any change in her expression due to the fact that she read the reciete, but obviously she did not because there was no sign of the slightest change on her face. Or the resturaunt didn't do what I paid them to do, which wasn't good either.

Then she did the weirdest thing ever: she opened one of the boxes and started taking the susage pieces away and putting them in some arrangement of her own as though she did not like the way they were put. I stood next to her, my heart beating faster than usual, seeing what was she doing, but it gave me no clue. Then a smile crept on both our faces and they collided in one passionate kiss when I saw that she was rearranging the susages so they spell, "I do" in the end.

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I'm a bad girl, not like a bad ass, I mean a naughty girl 'cos I was dumbily distracted and I couldn't write this chapter earlier to send it to my editor. So, this one is not edited. Tell whether you've noticed much difference or not.

Dedication to @YaraGhamlouch cos she was the first online friendship I make and she actually inspired me to write PING!!! in the first place and cos I lately discovered she writes fanfics too! Love you, YOUYOUUUUU! 

Roaa. xo