Found (A Niall Horan fanfiction)

Jokes

    "Err So I have to ask you something else now." I could feel his breath on my neck as he stood behind me while I cooked. His arms snaked around my waist and he rested his chin on my shoulder. I continued to cook the pasta telling him to go on. "Well um...do you want to keep us a secret or tell the fans? I wanted to be sure to ask you first because the hate will be ten times worse and I wanted to do whatever you wanted." He asked me.

    "Whatever you want to do Ni. I don't care. If you want the world to know I'm yours and you're mine then go ahead, but if you would rather keep this a secret that is fine too. Either way it won't effect me much." I answered truthfully.

    "Do you want the world to know that you're mine and I'm yours? Because if you are fine with it I was to tell them." He said.

    "Of course I want them to know. Then I can do this in public." I turned around and pressed my lips to his. I felt him instantly kiss back. I nibbled on his bottom lip a bit making him moan. He tried to deepen the kiss but I pulled away leaving him wanting more. He tried to press his lips onto mine again but I turned my head so he kissed my cheek. 

    "Ky you are a tease." He groaned.

    "Hey! Kylie here is trying to cook Nialls food." I said speaking in third person. He chuckled laying his head back down.

    "Well Niall is hungry so Kylie should hurry up." He said. "Finishing our conversation now. So we are going to tell the world about us?"

    "I guess so." I could feel both of our smiles widen. "I feel like this is all a dream and I'm going to wake up soon." I told him honestly.

    "Thank God this isn't a dream because if I woke up I would be depressed." He tightened his grip on me a bit. "I don't want to wake up and realize that I didn't find my princess." He kissed the side of my head. Too much cheesiness! Cheesiness over load.

    "And I don't want to wake up without my prince." I said making myself giggle. "Sorry that was just really cheesy." I told him. "Ohh and your pasta is done." When I said that he let go of me grabbing a plate and piling the food on. I grabbed a plate myself and got about 1/4th of what he got. When I joined him in the living room his plate was already half empty. "Damn Niall! How can you eat that fast?" I swear he eats five times as much as the normal obese person would but he doesn't gain any weight from it. If I ate that much food I would weigh over three hundred pounds! Lucky bastard.

    "I have a fast metabolism!" He argued.

    "Whatever you say Nialler." I muttered. Always saying it is a fast metabolism. I think he just has a stomach the size of a manatee. Yup that's my theory. His stomach is manatee sized. Or walrus sized...which is bigger? Ok that was off topic.

    "Thank you for dinner Ky! Now what movie would you like to watch?" He asked scrolling through Netflix. I wonder if Netflix has Toy Sto-

    "Toy Story!" I yelled as I saw him scroll past it. I love Toy Story! Especially Woody! I love Woody! To Infinity And Beyond! Oh wait Woody doesn't say that Buzz does. What does Woody say? That wasn't flying! That was... falling with style! There we go! Woody sais that!

    "Oh God...Not you too." He mumbles choosing the movie. That reminds me! Liam should come down! He loves this movie. Twitter time.

@Kylieboo: Guess what we are watching @Real_Liam_Payne Toy Story! Haha! To infinity and beyond!!!

    A few minutes later Liam came through the front door. He jumped on the couch landing on my lap. This dude needs to cut down on Nandos.

    "Liam Payne Get you fat arse off of me!" I tried to push him off of me. Niall may have a stomach the size of a manatee but this boy weighs as much as a manatee. Ok maybe I exaggerated. But he is heavy.

    "Liam you are squishing my girlfriend!" Niall yelled at him. Liam froze staring at us. He looked like a deer in headlights. I think it is trying to process in his mind. He got up and ran out of the flat. I looked at Niall horrified of what he is doing. "Oops?" He said making me giggle. I heard a lot of foot steps in the hallway. He didn't. Oh but he did. Every one of the boys busted through the door panting.

    "Erm Hi." I said awkwardly. They rolled their eyes at me.

    "Explain! When did you start dating?" Louis yelled.

    "This morning." I answered rubbing my head.

    "We need to have a day together tomorrow so that we can get to know Ky!" Harry suggested. I think that is a great idea. I will get to spend a whole day with five, famous, loud boys. Fun. Notice my sarcasm.

    "That idea is brilliant! Lets do it." Zayn said happily.

    "There is no getting out of this is there?" I asked. They shook their heads. "Fine." I guess it might not be that bad but we could just do it now since they are here. "Why don't we just get to know each other now?" They exchanged glances before nodding. I feel satisfied with myself.

    "Ok we are going to ask you some questions. Answer truthfully." Liam said sitting down. I rolled my eyes.

    "I feel like I'm in a court trial." I mumbled.

    "When is your birthday?" Louis asked.

    "April 12th." I told them. They all looked at each other. "What?" I asked. I wonder what is going on. They are scaring me a bit.

    "That is tomorrow." Harry said. My birthday is tomorrow? I didn't know that. I don't care anyways. "We have to celebrate!" He said happily. My eyes widened.

    "NO!" I yelled regreting it instantly. I got weird looks from them. "I..uh...I don't want to celebrate my birthday." I told them truthfully.

    "Why?" Liam asked me.

    "Well I guess you might as well know the truth." I sighed closing my eyes. "On my sixteenth birthday my parents died in a car accident. I don't want to celebrate because of it." I told them with tears pricking my eyes. It sucks that it happened on my birthday. I felt five pairs of arms around me making it hard to breath. "Can't....breath." I squeaked. They instantly let go of me.

    "Sorry." They said in unison. They all sat down and Niall wrapped his arm around my waist. Cue the butterflies. Ohh yup... there they are.

    "Hit me with your cheesiest joke." Louis said.

    "If athletes have athletes foot then what do astronauts have?" I asked them. I watched as they searched for answers.

    "What?"

    "Mistle Toe." I smiled. They thought for a minute before shaking their heads. "Why did Sarah fall off the swing?"

    "Why?"

    "Because she had no arms." They rolled their eyes. "Knock knock."

    "Who is there?" They said bored.

    "Not Sarah!" I said making them laugh a little bit. My ego just grew about .000001%. They kept asking me questions and I really got to know them. Louis is the oldest but acts like a three year old that screams in peoples faces. Liam is the responsible one that is afraid of spoons. Harry is the one who likes cats (if you know what I mean) but is really sweet. Zayn likes to look in the mirror and is overly obsessed with his hair. Niall is the Irish boy of the band who laughs a lot and eats everything he can. That is what I learned.

   "I can't believe our little Nialler has a princess!" Louis cooed. I felt my cheeks heat up as Niall pulled me closer to him. I laid my head on his shoulder. "Awe you two are so cute!" He said snapping a picture of us with his phone.

    "Wait the fans don't know yet!" Niall told him but he had already posted it on twitter. My phone dinged and I pulled it out.

@Louis_Tomlinson: Look at our little Nialler and his princess @Kylieboo @NiallOfficial  pic.twitter.com/ dvGBDDSz7C (This is actually a picture of Jade from Little Mix)

    "Well they know now." I muttered. Holy crap! I have a hundred new followers! How did that happen so fast? I probably look like an idiot just staring at my phone.

    "That is one way to tell them." Niall said.