Niall Horan Love Story: A Summer To Remember

Chapter 1: Meeting the Boys

After a very long plane ride, I finally landed at an airport in the UK. Harry was waiting right there when I got of the plane, and ran into his arms. I was so excited to see my cousin, and he was smiling his cheeky smile.

"Linea!" he exclaimed. "How are you?" he said, trying to ignore the group of girls crowding around him.

"I'm so glad to see you Harry! Do you want to get out of here?" I smiled.

With his hand on my shoulder, he said, "Hell yes."

We ran to his modest red pickup truck and I took a seat in the passenger side. We exchanged information on how each side of the family had been, and we're delighted to here each was doing well. As we pulled up to the house, I was overcome but it's beauty. It was very modern, yet very classy. It was very large and pretty much all white and geometric.

*Niall's P.O.V.*

I was looking out my window when Harry pulled up with his cousin. When she got out of the car, I saw what Harry had been talking about. She was beautiful, and her hair glimmered in the sunlight. I couldn't believe she was spending the whole summer with us.

"Hey, I'm Niall." I said, my eyes focused on hers. "I'm Linea, nice to meet you." she said with a half smile.

Liam, Zayn and Louis all walked in.

"Hey, a girl!" shouted Louis. What a dope, but he meant well. "Hey," she giggled. "Shut up Lou!" joked Harry.

Zayn and Liam smiled, and they exchanged greetings.

"Take her to her room, will ya Niall?" asked Harry.

"Sure thing." I mumbled under my breath.

We traveled up the stairs, and entered her new room.

*Linea's P.O.V.*

We walked into a large room, with a bed that was made and a beautiful french balcony. The walls were a bright white, and there was a wardrobe, flat screen television, and a nice little desk nestled in the corner.

"Well, here you are, need help unpacking? I've got, like, twenty minutes to kill before dinner." he said through his thick Irish accent.

"O, that would be great! Thanks." I smiled.

He grabbed a bag, and started to peer through my belongings. He opened a photo album of me and my friends. It was all about our sophomore year of high school, what we'd done and....our old boyfriends. Niall seemed to notice that too, the large amount of pictures with my old boyfriend, Kyle, in them.

"Is this your....boyfriend?" Niall asked, with a uneasy expression.

"Not anymore." I sighed.

"Sorry. I shouldn't be looking through your stuff." he apologized.

I nodded, "It's okay though."

I didn't feel like explaining the whole Kyle story again, I've told it too many times. Everything was going great, until one day when I called him and a girl answered the phone. I asked who it was and she said his girlfriend, Amanda. I remember that night, when I broke down crying and felt so unloved, so useless. From then on, I kept my guard up, and hardly showed signs of interest to any boys. Maybe that was because I really didn't even find one I liked, anyways.

"Dinner in ten minutes!" called Liam. An excited look came upon Niall's face. "What are we having? Please say Nando's!" he exclaimed .

"Definately," said Liam.

"Yes! C'mon Linea!"

With that, we walked downstairs right as Harry walked in with five to-go containers from Nando's. When we sat down to eat, I couldn't help but glance at Niall every now and then. They way he stuffed so much food in his mouth, yet he was the thinnest band member, well, it was almost unbelievable.

"So, how have you been?" Harry asked me. "Very good, you know, the usual. Leanne is doing well too." I teased him. Leanne was my best friend, and Harry always had fancied her a little bit. I couldn't blame him, Leanne was quite beautiful.

"Glad to hear," he blushed. "Ladies' man." mumbled Zayn.

I has yet to figure Zayn. I could already tell he was a bit soft spoken, and maybe kept most of his thoughts inside.

"So, Upstate New York? Like, cows and farmers and wide open lands, right?" asked Niall. Of course, this is what everyone thought any land above New York City was like, and it certainly was not.

"No, we have some farms, but it's mostly just suburbia up there. That's just a stereotype, like the Irish and potatoes." I said, purposely pushing his buttons.

He laughed, a loud, cute little laugh. If was a laugh that made you want to smile.

*Niall's P.O.V.*

Linea seemed so funny, and I couldn't help but laugh at the things she said. She seemed to laugh at me too. Her eyes squinted as she laughed, and somehow I found it very attractive. But come on, this was Harry's cousin. I couldn't think if her like this yet, or we were in for an interesting summer.

That night, we decided to rent a movie, since it was our Friday night tradition. We decided on watching Jaws, with Linea's consent of course. I sat next to Zayn and Linea, partially because it was right in front of the screen, and partially because Linea was hot. I felt like a kid in a candy shop, and the expression on my face proved that point.