Every Girls Dream

Chapter 5

*Emily's P.O.V.*

Once I pull into Niall's drive way I get a text. I take the keys out of the ignition, and look at my phone.

1 new text message from HAZZA :P

Heyyyy! Having a movie night tomorrow at Louis' and I's flat. Boys and their girlyfriends are tagging along too. XX -H

To HAZZA :P

Ok! sounds like fun! Let me know if you need me to bring any food or popcorn! xx

From HAZZA :P

just bring your lovely self, and we will be all set :)

I just laugh at his cheekiness. I get out of Niall's car, and walk inside his flat.

"Niall!" I call out, "I'm home!"

"Over here!" he yells from the kitchen. saw that one coming. I swear this child eats like there's no tomorrow.

I walk into the Kitchen seeing Niall rooting through the cupboards. I laugh, and he turns around brows furrowed.

"What?" he questions.

"Nothing" I giggle.

"You think I'm funny?" he playfully glares at me. He takes three steps towards me - rather large steps might I add. He stares at me smirking. He begins wiggling his fingers.

My smile fades, when I now notice what he is going to do. "Niall.... don't you dare".

He takes another large stride towards my small frame. Right as I go to take a deep breath he attacks me with his long digits. I gasp and begin to uncontrollably laugh.

"N-n-nNiall! St-o-o-op!" I say in between giggles. I run away from him into the living room. Niall hot on my tail.

Niall grabs my waist, and tackles me to the couch. He continues to wiggle his fingers at my side, ignoring my pleads to stop. After a few minutes of me practically crying because of laughing so hard, he halts his actions, and lays down beside me on the ground. Me panting we sit there in silence, while I catch my breath.

A few moments go by before Niall speaks up. "I'm hungry" He says bluntly.

"Shocker!" I mumble with a giggle. He just smiles, and stands up offering me a hand. I gladly take it, following him into the kitchen again.

I've noticed that Niall and I have become very close over the last 3 weeks. We are inseperatable. Best friends I guess you could call us. He always makes me laugh, and makes me feel good. He is an amazing soul.

"We could make some cupcakes if you would like" He's sweet irish accent drags me from my thoughts.

"That would be lovely." I smile. However, this time a genuine smile. I haven't smiled this much in my entire life, but since I moved here to London I have a true smile everyday. Back in America it was always a fake one. I had a rough past, but I hope that doesn't stop me from having a nice future.

"Are you okay?" Niall asks, again tearing me from my mind.

"Yea I'm fine." He just smiles at me, and continues with his browsing through his spaceous cupboards. He pulls out ingrediants for redvelvet cupcakes with cream chesse icing. I gasp looking at him. He just stares at me with worry in his eyes that are replaced with happy eyes once I speak. "How did you know that's my favorite type of cupcake?"

"It's mine too" We begin mixing the batter and adding ingrediants as we go on. Niall pulls out a cupcake tray, and I pour the mix into the indents on the tray. Ni pops them in the oven and sets the timer.