British's Girl is Irish's Girlfriend ||✔

Chapter 32

"Enough." He says, and throws fistful of flour towards me, covering my face.

"Niall." I groan.

"What, I just made you feel the way I do." He smirks.

"Then I think we should make him feel same, as we do." I say pointing Louis, who stops laughing and runs far from kitchen. "Not happening." He challenges.

I turn to Niall narrowing my eyes and he nods, we both run toward Louis and he throws fistful of flour to him but he ducks down, the flour covers Harry's face, standing at the doorway of living room,  "what that the hell, you guys are doing?" He growls and pulls Niall by his shirt and smashes fistful of flour to his face.

"Hey this is wrong." Niall whines. Making me and Louis laugh. And before Louis runs away I grab him by arm and yell to Niall, to throw again and as he does the door to Zayn's room fly open and his face covers with flours, he frowns than runs to Niall to throw flour at him but he runs away from him. As zayn catches him and throws flour at his face he ducks down and the flour covers Liam's handsome yet confused face, who stands frozen at his doorway.

"You..." he says and rushes to Zayn.

"Guys... guys... our main target is Louis. Attack." I yell as a commander.

And they all run to grab Louis, he slips on the floor, on his front, Harry falls on top of him, Zayn, Liam and Niall joins them. I grab the bowl of flour from Niall's hand and through the remaining on them.

Oh god this was fun, I enjoyed every moment and everyday with the boys. My life has changed from serious and boring to fun and adventurous... I smile at the thought and hurry to bathroom to have shower and get ready for flight.

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The apartment is amazing providing panoramic view of Seattle skyline. Seattle looks amazing in the dark as I am standing in the balcony of some castle and the whole sky with little stars  spread down at my feet, and I feel like queen. Enjoying hot coffee, in the balcony with cold winds hits my skin, its cold but I feel so relaxed right now, so damn, amazing. "You will get sick, come inside, beasty." Niall says pulling me in, the good thing of this apartment is that, it has so many rooms, and we have separate rooms.

"How many times have you been here?" I ask, Niall, sitting next to him on bed.

"Um.. 2 or 3." He answers.

"Oh."

"Do you like the place?"

"Yeah, I love it." I reply smiling.

"You'll love it more when you'll see the whole city covered in snow, it may snow, now." He says, I turn to him and his eyes locks mine they are shinning, oceanic blue, I can see the purity, the honesty, the delight in his eyes.

"I think I should leave, you must be tired." Niall interrupts, bringing me out of my reverie.