The next morning when I woke up, Niall told me to get dressed, that he has somewhere he wants to take me. I get out of bed, finding it to be empty so I assume Niall is downstairs, most likely eating something. I walk into my room and head to my actual closet, picking out the floral dress Niall gave me last night when we went to bed, along with a pair of blush colored toms. I don't bother showering since I took one before bed so I throw my hair up into a curly ponytail and apply minimal makeup.
"AM! Gotta go babe!" I hear Niall call. I respond saying to give me one minute and locate my cross body bag, shoving all my essential shit into it. I skip downstairs, grabbing Niall's hand to tell him I'm ready. His eyes widen when he notes my outfit and he leans in to kiss me deeply. "Definitely one of my better outfit choices." He murmurs. I agree with him and he holds the door for me as we walk out, not bothering with goodbyes since everyone else is still sleeping. Lazy asses.
"Where are we going?" I question the blonde man next to me, pouting when he tells me it's a secret. He grins and I slump back into my seat, pretending to be mad at him. Ten minutes later and we arrive at our destination. "The mall? Why is this a secret?" I laugh but he only responds by pulling a bandana from his pocket. I try to argue with him when it becomes clear that he expects to tie it around my head but he doesn't budge.
"You want the surprise or not, Am?" He says laughing. I give in, allowing my vision to turn to complete darkness.
"You know I don't even like surprises. Bastard." I mutter, attempting to insult him but only succeeding in amusing the idiot. I start to get nervous as he leads me into the building but his hand in mine and the other on my shoulder reassures me. I hear giggles from the people around us, them clearly finding my frustration and being sightless amusing.
"On the count of three, take off the blindfold. One...two..hey! I said on the count of three. Not two!" He complains to me but I ignore him, staring up at the store sign above us. A pet shop.
"A pet?" I ask quietly. Oh my god...
"Yep! I adopted one a few days ago for you and they've been holding him for me." I ask what type of animals and he tells me.
Niall's POV:
"A tabby? You got me a fucking tabby? Oh my god. I love you so much right now!" Amy literally drags me into the store, marching us up to the older woman at the counter. I give her my information and she returns with a cute blue box with no lid. Amy takes one look inside and squeals. Lifting out the kitten, her face is in awe.
"He is so perfect! Does he have a name already?"
"Nope. I figured you would name him." I am so glad she likes the kitten.
"Irwin." She decides.
"Irwin?"
"Like Ashton Irwin." Duh. I should have realized. She's like best friends with Ashton now, ever since 5sos has been our opening act. So for about two weeks now. She makes friends really easily.
"Perfect. You should text him a pic, saying you've named your cat after him.
"Our." She corrects me.
"Our?" I'm confused now.
"Irwin's our kitten." Amy says to me, her green eyes sparkling.
"Our cat. I like the sound of that." I smile, planting a kiss on her temple. The old lady smiles at us and we leave the shop. Amy is literally of cloud nine, snuggling the kitten to her chest like a baby. The cat is obviously already smitten with her as well, closing it's eyes and purring.
~~~~~~~~~Later that day~~~~~~~~
Amy's POV:
"Oh my lordy. He's so sweet!" Perrie squeals when she sees Irwin. The kitten has been sleeping on my lap all day but no one has met him yet since they were all gone when we got home. Well except Zayn and Perrie. Zayn met him right when we walked in while his fiancé was in the shower. I pet his tiny head softly and he opens his eyes a little and looks at Perrie and I, yawning slightly before returning to sleep.
"I know. I still cannot believe that Niall bought him for me. It was like the sweetest thing ever." I reply just as my blonde boyfriend walks in.
"I see you guys are bonding with Irwin!" He announces cheerily before walking into the kitchen. Of course.
"Yup! He's so perfect babe!" I call back to him, listening to him chuckle.
"Well I'm glad. I just sure hope he doesn't replace me!" I giggle.
"Never in a million years." I tell him seriously before leaning over to place a kiss on his lips. Zayn walks in as we pull apart and he smirks at us. "Oh hey there mysterious stranger. What are you doing in our house?" I joke, causing him to laugh.
"Well you see, I came to claim my fiancé but I see she's busy at the moment." He responds, nodding his head in Irwin's direction. "Oh by the way, thanks for that, mate." Zayn directs his attention at Niall who has emerged from the kitchen with a bag of chips in his hand.
"What did I do now?" Niall complains, noting the sarcasm in Zayns voice.
"Now I'm gonna have to get Perrie a cat!" Zayn also complains.
"Oh yes. Cause that's such a bad thing. Watch out everyone! It's the end of the bloody world cause Perrie wants a cat!" My purple haired friend rolls her eyes. I giggle and lean into her.
"He really doesn't care, does he?" I whisper and she shakes her head with a smile.
"Nope. If it makes me happy, he doesn't care what he has to do. He told me so before." She murmurs back.
"Ah hell. They're whispering now. Let's go Zayn. Before the pull us into something bad." Our boys make their escape, probably to go play FIFA or something equally as boring.
"You know. We have never been on a double date!" Perrie turns to me.
"Oh my god you're right! We should tonight!" I tell her. She agrees happily and we run to tell the boys, heading to our rooms once the agree as well. Irwin follows me sleepily and makes himself comfy on my bed, letting out a soft meow as I kiss him softly. Tonight's gonna be so much fun!
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Forever and Always: A Niall Horan Fan Fiction
FanfictionAmelia Clayton is your average 18 year old. She lives in San Diego, California with her best friend Felicity Sanders, works at a local coffee shop and spends her time listening to her best friend talk about a certain boy band by the name of One Dire...