The Lost Souls (Emo/Punk Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 12 - Extraordinary Girl

*Niall's P.O.V.*

I woke up the next morning still cuddling with Nikita. The sun was up, what time is it?

I looked at my phone and saw it was almost 11 a.m. Holy shit! I haven't had a good night's sleep in years.

To be honest, I really like cuddling with her. I've really been missing out.

She started to stir in my arms.

"Good morning" I greeted.

"Good morning! Did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah, I haven't had a good night's sleep like that in a while" I told her.

"That's good"

"We should probably get up and start heading home. My mum's probably freaking out"

"You didn't text her to tell her you were staying over?" She asked.

"Nah, it must've slipped my mind. Did you text your aunt?"

"No, she didn't feel well, so I figured I wouldn't bother her. I did text Harry so he wouldn't go looking for me" she told me, getting up and putting her clothes on.

She handed me my shirt once she was fully clothed.

"Aren't you going to get dressed?"

"Uh, yeah, I just need to wee first" I replied, grabbing my clothes and heading for the toilet.

A few minutes later, I met Nikita at the bottom of the stairs, fully dressed.

"You ready?" I asked her. She nodded in response.

We went out to my car and got in before I drove her home.

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*Nikita's P.O.V.*

The worst thing about December is all the layers you have to wear to keep warm. Luckily, I'm now down 92 pounds.

I sat down at the lunch table with my friends as I usually do.

"You and your ugly Christmas jumpers" Louis smiled, shaking his head.

"What's wrong with my jumper?" Niall asked.

"Nothing, I was just saying how you love your Christmas jumpers"

"He's just getting in the Christmas spirit" Melanie said.

"At least he's not dressed as Santa" Cher snickered.

Being the smart arse I am, I sat on Niall's lap pretending to be a child telling Santa what they want for Christmas. He winced like he was in pain when I sat down.

Am I really that fat?

"Santa, I want a pony and a new doll and a princess dress" I said, speaking like a child.

We all laughed and I slid back into my seat.

"Louis, you should take a picture of Melanie, Nikita and I sitting in Niall's lap" Cher said.

"Why?" Louis asked.

"So we can have a picture of Santa and his ho ho hos" she laughed.

"That was terrible!" We retorted, groaning at her pun.

"It was" she agreed, laughing.

"What're you guys doing after school today?" Niall asked.

"I'm meeting with my dealer" Louis replied.

"I'm going on a date" Cher told us.

"I've got family visiting" Melanie answered.

"I've got nothing going on" I told Niall.

"Neither do I. Wanna do something?" He asked.

"Sure, what do you wanna do?"

"I dunno, we can hang out at my place"

"Sounds great"

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After Spanish class, I followed Niall to his car.

He drove us to his place and we entered the mansion.

"Where are your parents?" I asked him.

"Work" he said, walking up the stairs. I followed him as he walked inside a large bedroom. He walked over to his closet, getting something out of it.

"You play?" He asked, grabbing a football.

"Sometimes Harry and I play"

"Great" he said. We walked downstairs and outside into his backyard.

The backyard was large with a pool, a tennis court and an area that was probably usually grassy with two football goals.

"You guys have a pool, a football field and a tennis court?!" I exclaimed as we walked to the snow covered football field.

"It's not technically a football field. We just put a few football goals up 'cause we love football"

He set the ball on the snowy ground and we started to play.

He playfully tackled me to the ground.

"Get off of me" I laughed, playfully swatting at him. He got up and kicked the ball in the net.

"Goal!" he cheered.

"Cheater!"

"I didn't cheat"

"That's something a cheater would say" I retorted, getting up.

"What're you gonna do about it?" He asked, playfully. I grabbed a handful of snow, forming it into a snowball before throwing it at him. "Oh, it's gonna be like that, is it?"

He formed a snowball, throwing it at me and soon we were having a proper snowball fight.

"You got snow in my bra!" I exclaimed.

"Want me to get it out for ya?"

"Perv!" I said, getting the snow that hasn't already melted out of my bra.

"You're no fun" he said with a fake pout.

"I'm cold now"

"Yeah, me too. Let's go inside and make some hot cocoa"
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(A/N)

I'm American, so it's kinda weird calling soccer 'football'.😂

The reason why I jumped from September to October to December is so I can start getting to the drama.

💋 -TVo