"Hey, Mariah." I spoke into the phone, a smile creeping onto my face as I said her name.
"Babe, listen."
"What's up?"
"I've just gone by PetSmart on my way home and you know they're having the Adoption Day.."
"Mariah, please no."
"Listen. You haven't heard."
"Go on."
"I really want a dog. Like, not a tiny in your purse dog. I want a big dog."
"Where are you going to keep a dog, Mariah?"
"The house, obviously! You don't understand. I want one."
"Have you asked your mum?"
"I've asked mom. She says as long as I pay for it and keep up with it."
"Mariah, if you get a dog that means you'll want to bring it over to my flat..."
"It's isn't dog friendly, is it?"
"They don't care, but I do."
"I'm going."
"Mariah–"
"Meet me at my house in two hours!"
"Uh–"
"Love you. Bye."
Mariah hung up the phone and I rolled my eyes, chuckling slightly. She was adorable and all, but she can't handle a dog. Maybe a little mini, but I know her. She was going to get the biggest one she could find.
Mariah's POV
"Hey, bud." I smile as I look into the back seat from my front mirror. I had gotten a neutered male german short haired pointer puppy who was around 7 months old. I knew that Niall wouldn't be able to resist him. He was adorable and went about up to my knee when standing.
"What are we going to name you little guy?" I muttered as I turned onto my street. I checked into my back mirror to watch him as he sat up in his crate that I picked up, looking out of the window.
"Guess we'll let Niall decide that, huh?"
I pulled into my driveway and turned off the car. I gathered all of my things before reaching in the back seat to grab the PetSmart bags full of toys and treats. I then got out, shut the driver door, and opened the back one. I grunted as I grabbed his crate, just noticing how heavy he actually was. As I brought the crate out I shut the door with my heel and continued to walk towards my house.
When I opened the door, it seemed as if Niall was already here. I could hear both his and my mother's laughter from the other room.
"I'm here!" I yelled as I bent down to open the crate. The puppy wasn't very willing to come out and seemed anxious, so I let him sit until my mother and Niall walked in and he eventually wandered out. I watched Niall for a reaction, but I honestly don't think he cared.
"So, what do you think?" I asked, nudging him with my elbow. He smiled and turned his head towards me.
"I mean, he's cute, but he's a puppy."
I shrugged. "Well, I couldn't think of a name on the way here and the shelter had him listed as Joe, so I was thinking maybe you or mom could come up with something?"
"Oh, no." Niall chuckled. "I know what you're trying to do."
"What?"
"I'm not getting attached. You're not making me. I won't."
"I never said you had to get attached."
"If I name this thing I'm going to start to like it even more and that's not happening because I physically cannot deal with puppies, Mariah. They're too much." He groaned.
"Stop whining." I chuckled. "I was thinking something off a movie, like something really cute and fitting. Like Mickey, or Sully, or..."
I watched Niall a second, and I started to smile as I saw his face soften. I honestly did want him to like the puppy just so he could take care of him while we go on "family vacation" every once in a while. I know that's exactly what he doesn't want, but it's going to happen every once in a while.
"I like Mickey. It's cute, I guess." Niall mumbled, shrugging his shoulders.
"Mom? Is Mickey okay?" I asked my mother, looking over at her. She was crouched down by the puppy, messing with his collar as he sat.
"He does look like a Mickey, but you do whatever you want, sweetheart."
I grinned, grabbing Niall's arm and smiling up at him. "I'll have to go back to PetSmart tomorrow to get a tag for him. We'll have to schedule a vet appointment for him as well."
Niall shrugged again, looking down at me.
~A/N~
I honestly could not think of anything for this chapter and we just got a puppy around February 15th and he had his 7 month birthday on the 10th of this month so I had to "celebrate"
Anyway. Hope you liked it. Sorry it was short . x
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