More Than Anything (Niall Horan/One Direction fan-fic)

chapter 8

Brook POV:

When I was done changing (into very comfortable oversized clothes by the way) I decided I should probably get out. When I left the bathroom, I saw Niall sitting on the edge of his bed, staring intently at his phone. As he tapped the screen, I could see the concentration on his face plain as day. He had his tongue slightly sticking out of his mouth and his eyebrows were furrowed together, little lines formed in the middle of the two brows. I couldn't help but smile, it was actually kinda cute, but I soon realized that it was probably really creepy that I was just staring at him, so, instead me continuing and risking him catch me being a creep, I decided to see what he was up to.

"hey." I said, sitting next to him on his king sized (and very comfortable) bed. He looked up quickly, clearing startled by the outburst that caused the silence of the room to now become non-existent. He was about to reply when a crashing sound came from his phone that was still being held by his right hand. As he looked down, he sighed and cursed silently, clearly annoyed by the yellow pixelated bird that had once again failed him on the quest of getting it to fly between small (yet big) holes in between two Mario-styled pipes. As he threw his phone onto the bed, I chuckled.

"what?" he questioned, looking at me with a quizzical look on his face.

"Nothing." I said as I tried to calm my laughing.

"Oh really now?" he questioned, a large smirk appearing on his face.

"Yeah, nothing wrong here." I said, but before I could say anything else, he was attacking my sides with the dreaded thing I knew was coming; tickles.

As I laughed squirmed, trying my best to make Niall put me out of my misery of being tickled until no more sound escaped my mouth, the door flew open, from what I could see, a very tired, and clearly annoyed Zayn standing in the doorway.

"seriously?" he questioned Niall, whom still after all this time had yet to stop the torture.

"What? she started it, making fun of me playing flappy bird shame on you." he said, tickling harder, my plea for him to stop in between laughs clearly not being heard.

"Niall, mate, its 3:00 in the MORNING! couldn't you save this for another time please?!"

"ugggh fine." Niall said, finally realeasing me from my pain. "But don't think your all that safe now missy, just you wait." and with that, Zayn left the room with a sigh and a grumble, closing the door behind him.

"Well, im off to bed I guess, we should probably get some sleep, you need anything else?" Niall asked, about to leave the room.

"No, im fine, but thanks. Good night Niall."

"Good night Brook." and with that, Niall left the room and I was left alone in my world of dreams.

The next day, I woke up to the smell of bacon. As I made my way out of Nialls room, I made my way towards the kitchen, not wanting to be alone for to long in a hotel room I wasn't familiar of. When I finally found the kitchen, I was greeted by 3 familiar faces, one of which, was Nialls.

"Good morning love." Louis said, leaning his back against the counter  as he sipped on his coffee. I smiled and said a polite good morning back, standing in the doorway not knowing what to do.

"Brook, you can sit here, I wont bite." Niall said, patting the chair next to him as a sign for me to sit down.

"I wouldn't count on that Brook," Harry said from the stove, "in fact, last week he.."

"SHUT IT HARRY!" Nialls shouted, standing up to stand his ground, "don't listen to him, hes crazy." Niall made a circling motion with his finger on the side of his head, Harry smiling at his accomplishment of annoying Niall. Just as I sat down, Liam and Zayn entered the kitchen, saying a quick good morning to everyone before making their way to pour themselves some coffee. Everyone soon sat down to enjoy the delicious meal Harry had supplied for us.

Once we were all done eating, I helped Harry clear the table while the other boys (being boys) ran from the room once they were done to avoid the dreaded chore. As we cleaned and washed the dishes, Harry spoke up.

"So, do you like Niall?"  he asked, nudging me when a small blush crept to my cheeks. Truthfully, I did like Niall. He was nice, funny, sweet, and was just simply himself.

"Yeah." I finally said, looking down at the plate I was washing. There was no point in lying to Harry, he was Nialls friend and quite frankly, I hoped I would be able to make him my friend too.

"I thought so." he said, rinsing off the last plate before draining the sink of all the sudsy water it contained. "He really likes you too Brook." he said, looking down at me, "I can tell."

By that time, I was blushing up a storm. Niall likes me? He could have anyone, he surly wouldn't pick me would he? my thoughts were soon interrupted however by Harry.

"Brook."  he said, getting the look of seriousness on his face, "I need to know that you would never hurt him. He may be older than me but he is pretty vulnerable. Hes been hurt before and trust me, it was the worst thing I have ever had to encounter. He likes you Brooklyn, and if you cant treat him right, im not going to let him go down that road again. promise me you will never hurt him."

I didn't even have to think twice before I answered.

"I promise." and that was a promise I was willing to keep.

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Hey guys! I hope this is ok, it was kinda more of a filler but yeah. sorry for the late update... again... my ipad was being a jerk so I had to take over my moms computer. letting you all know that this prob has a lot of mistakes but I really had no time to edit it so sorry if it bothers you.  well thanks for reading!! vote, comment, share, do ANYTHING! but could you all please let me know you are there? love you!!