These Boys Drive Me Insane (One Direction FanFic)

Chapter 7 - Never Trust a PetSmart Clerk Ever Again

 I start yelling profanities while running between Harry and Zayn. The rest are either at the same speed or faster, because they obviously don't eat as much as I do, those little shits. The amount of pets we have really don't help when you're running, you know considering the circumstances.

Let me get this straight...

Harry and I have Darcy, our kitten.

Niall and Bella have Copper the spotted gecko and  Lulu a Saint Bernie pup

Zayn has his soon-to-be-named German Shephard

Jamie and Angel have one-two-three-four-five-six- seven mice in a little plastic cage

and let's not forget Liam and Lou who have two clownfish in a bowl, and let me add it's spilling water all over their pants.

Louise isn't going to like this.

The loading docks are straight ahead, boy am I glad we parked out back.

"Harry, you run ahead and get the doors! Liam, get to the drivers seat." They sprinted ahead and obeyed. Louis slightly groaned at the fact he wouldn't be driving, but let's be honest.

We're not making that mistake again.

We hop into the van before the doors even close and Harry had a little trouble closing them while the rest of us collapsed from utter exhaustion.

"Roll call!" I yell as I abruptly stand up.

"Jamie!"

"Here!"

"Bella."

"Hiiii!" 

typical Bella

"Ni?!"

"Weyhey!"

"Lou." 

"Whaddya want?" 

typical Lou

"LIAM?!"

"Yeah, love?" 

Aw, so endearing

typical Liam 

ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT WE GET IT

"Malik!"

No answer...

"Zayn!"  I look up and Louis shoves him and interrupts him from the little cuddle session he was having with his dog. 

He smiles up at me with a slight blush and answers quietly "Oh, sorry."

"It's alright, Zayn."  What a sweet boy.

"Ang--" I was cut short when I noticed Jamie holding her. She was obviously fast asleep.

"Alright, so everybody seems to be he-- HOLY SHIT LIAM STOP THE CAR!" 

My head snaps towards the back of the car where all I catch is a glimpse of a couple tattooed arms and curly hair falling out of the van. He catches himself over the edge of the car and I manage to grab onto his hand while Zayn grabs me by the waist to try to help. Liam couldn't risk stopping the car now. 

"Shannon, let go, I'll be fi--" I stopped listening. His voice was calm but his eyes were troubled and extremely worried.

"No." I was using practically all of my weight to try to pry him into the car but I'm too small and it only helps him stay hanging. I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waste and help me pull Harry back onto the van. Zayn falls back onto his dog who didn't really seem to mind and Harry lands on top of me. With both of us exhausted, neither of us bother to move yet. His curls are in my face and I can feel his breath on my neck.

Well I feel kinda tingly, is that bad?

"Thank you." He whispers. He snakes his arms around my upper back and pulls me into a floor-hug.

"Anytime, Haz." I replied while wrapping my arms around his neck.

With that, he helps me up and we both sit down on the floor while we got on your way to the house. We're all obviously exhausted because Lou falls asleep on Zayn, and Zayn on his dog. I see Bell sleeping soundly on Niall's lap. 

They're the cutest, I swear. 

I know, right? Why can't I get somebody to love me like that?

Because you're indecisive and eat too much?

Ahh, shut up negativity.   ;-;    *sniff, sniff*

I turn to Harry and see that he's staring at me. Those eyes are like emeralds in the sand, flawless. What am I thinking? I'm not even sure of it. I didn't think so, intuition. 

He holds the gaze and starts smirking, just a slight smirk though, not the cheeky smirk he always sports. My eyes shift to his lips, they're the typical cherry pink and he notices I'm looking because his tongue swipes across the bottom and he presses them together. Our eyes meet again, but I decide to break the gaze and just lay my head on his chest. He sighs and I can feel his steady heartbeat throughout my own body. I close my eyes and the last thing I remember before it all goes black is a soft peck on my forehead and a voice murmuring 

"Love you."

BELLA'S POINT OF VIEW 

"No, I d-don' needa go to bed." Niall's drunk again. It doesn't happen very often but when it does it's funny as fuck but he gets so damn stubborn.

I laugh "Niall, pleaaase?" I give him a puppy dog face and he smirks and falls over a bit while trying to put an arm around me.

"Fine, but-only cos' you made that fuckin' face." He laughs and I start leading him to his room. He practically 'plops' onto the bed and I think he's fast asleep until he abruptly gets up and pulls me onto him. I start laughing and hit him with a pillow. 

The battle begins and we're continuously hitting each other, getting feathers into our mouths until we're exhausted and I can't breathe anymore. We're still chuckling as we catch our breathing. His arms come around my waist and pull tight. His chin is in the crook of my neck and I swear I'm getting goosebumps. "Stay here with me." those words left his mouth slightly more coherent than the rest of what he's said. Anyways, I did stay. I stayed in his arms while listening to his drunken confessions and slurred singing of Oasis and Pink Floyd songs.

Was it only in those moments I realised I loved him.

I loved the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed.

I loved the way he would fail at almost anything he did.

The way his voice turned groany when he was drunk or tired.

Everything.

"Niall..." He looks down at me from where he is, his face inches from mine.

"Yeah?" 

"I think I love you..." My face burned but I knew I had to let him know. I couldn't deny it any longer.

His smile grew bigger than I had ever seen it. His hands cupped my cheeks and I knew where this was going. I leaned in and our lips met ever so gently.

After what seemed like an eternity we pull back and his smile was still plastered onto his dumb little face. I dig my face into his chest and close my eyes. After a little while, a sharp pain hits my chest when I realise something. 

Niall won't remember this in the morning.