Forbidden Love

Chapter 2

"Ok, so I'll see you tomorrow?" My new friend Libby smiled.

"Sure! See ya." I waved.

She waved back and I walked to the bus stop.

I took out my phone and plugged in my head phones. I put it on shuffle and sighed with joy as 'they don't know about us' came on. Ahh fetus days.

I showed the bus driver my pass and joined in the crowd of people on the bus. As we stopped outside the rival school, we were bombarded with them. They came in there big crowd and over took us. Most of them were arguing and insulting each other, I didn't understand some of them because of their strong Irish accents.

After what felt like eternity, the bus arrived at my stop and I fought my way off the bus. I sighed with relief as I thanked the driver, readjusting my coat and bag, crossing the road.

Within two minutes, I reached my house. I tried to open the door, but then realised it was locked because mum and Kyle are meeting that Niall boy. I dug around my bag to fish out my spare key. I unlocked the door and ran up to my room, I stripped out of my school clothes and put on my favourite pair of sweat pants, a pair of fuzzy socks and put my hair in a messy bun.

I walked down stairs and put a slice of bread in the toaster, once it had popped out, I covered the slice in Nutella. Heaven.

I flopped down on the sofa and watched the news.

I must've dosed off at some point, because I was woken up by a petite two year old jumping on me.

"Hey." I laughed, picking Skye up in my arms and swinging her around.

"Have fun?" I asked Kyle.

"Yeah. Niall is so cool! He has so many skills." My brother of 9 years informed me, running away into the kitchen.

Mum sat her stuff down on the table, her phone rolling off, she picked it up and put it on the table again.

"You ok?" She asked.

I nodded.

"I'm just going to get dinner started." She said.

"What we having?" I asked her.

"Pasta."

I nodded in satisfaction.

I heard mums phone vibrate on the table.

"Mum your phones ringing." I shouted through to the kitchen.

"Answer it for me please."

I sighed and got up, straightening out my sweat pants. I lugged my self to the table and picked up the phone, checking the caller ID.

'Niall'

My heart raced.

It always does when there is a boy involved. I can't help it. I'm 15 and I've never had a boy friend. Never kissed a boy. Never even hugged one, apart from in a friend way. But that's only like one anyway. I cautiously pressed the accept button.

"H-hello?" I stuttered, mentally face palming my self for sounding like an idiot.

"Hello, this is Niall, is Claire there?" An Irish accent twanged.

"Yeah one minute, I'll go and get her." I said into the phone.

~Niall POV~

"Mum!" The voice bellowed. Sounded like a girl. Must be Sunny, Kyle's sister. The one they were telling me about.

"Hi Niall." I heard the familiar voice of Claire say.

"Oh um, hi, Kyle left his shin pads on the field." I told her.

"Oh the idiot." She laughed.

"I picked them up for you."

"Oh you legend." She said

"Do you want me to bring them round?" I offered.

"Would you mind?"

"Of course not, where do you live?" I asked her, getting a note pad out of my car.

She gave me the address and I recognised it.

She lives on the same street as me. Sweet.

"That's the same street that I live on, when I'm in Ireland anyway." I laughed.

"No way!"

"Seriously, anyway I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Thanks again."

"No problem." I said, ending the call.

~Sunny POV~

"What did he want?" I asked as my mum put her phone down.

"Kyle left his shin pads on the field so he's bringing them over. He only lives across the road." She said happily.

My eyes widened. That means I'll see him. And he's coming to our house. Wrong day to wear sweat pants love.

~Niall POV~

I pressed the door bell and waited for an answer. Claire opened it.

"Thank you so much." She laughed.

"It's nothing don't worry about it." I smiled. "I live there." I said, turning around and pointing to my house.

"You live there? My youngest daughter was just with your mum. Fancy that, your mum looking after my daughter so her son could play with my son." She laughed.

I chuckled. "Well I'd better be going." I told her.

"I started to turn on my heel when I saw a girl around the age of 15 spread across the sofa, in joggers and a baggy t-shirt. My eyes focused on her, the way she was intently staring at the screen, obviously aware that I was there and was avoiding looking at me. I wonder if she knows who I am? Is she a Directioner or a Directionater? Her hair is obviously long and thick. Her nose is cute. And she has a perfect figure. Nice curves and not skinny. Not fat, but perfect. If she was older, I'd go for it. She just looks so innocent and adorable. I just need to meet her. She bit down on her phone, I'm going to have to find a way to get her number!

"Well I'll probably see you around." Her mum said. I nodded and took one last look at her beautiful daughter. I turned on my heel and jogged to my house.

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So that's chapter 2, opinions? :D - sunny xox