Irish and I know It (Niall Horan Fan Fiction) [Ongoing]

Chapter 7

A/N

G’day folks. I’m just bored. I dunno what else to write. So, stuff your self up with Chapter 7. And yeah, I’m talking guitar lessons.  :>

I hope it’s gonna be good.  :D  Actually, my cousin and I are both taking together. It’s still on May. Flack, I’m so giddy excited. Wish me luck?

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“Hey Tara? I guess we have a little problem here…” I told her friend, Tara as I explained. “So, are you gonna drive her home?” Tara asked politely. “I guess not. I drank.” I answered, worrying what her Mom will say. “Do you have a place where we can stay for the night?” I asked, waiting for an answer. Hooo, fingers extremely crossed. She nodded happily. Oh, thank God! “Uhmm, do you mind… Talking to her Mom? She doesn’t know. I told her we’ll be back by 10.” I answered. “No, not at all.” She answered. She dialed the number. Mrs. Richards picked up after the fifth ring.

Hello?  - Mrs. Richards

Hi. Is this Mrs. Richards?  - Tara

Indeed. May I know who this is?  - Mrs. Richards

It’s Tara. Mickayla’s friend.  – Tara

Oh, why? Is something wrong?  - Mrs. Richards

No. Not at all, Ma’am. I just wanna tell you that she’ll be sleeping over at my place because we had a surprise celebration party with the class earlier. Is that okay with you, Mrs. Richards?  - Tara

Oh, I see. Yes dear. No worries. But please, take care of her, okay?  - Mrs. Richards

Yes, Ma’am. She’ll be home by morning.  – Tara

Thank you, dear. Goodnight. Have a nice time.  – Mrs. Richards

She gave me a thumbs up and escorted us to the guest room. She also handed us clothes. “I’ll be going downstairs. Just call us when you need something, okay? Toodles!” She said as she closed the door slowly. You wanna know how we got here?  Well, I carried her. And you know what’s funny?! BRIDAL STYLE BABY! She collapsed into the bed. “I feel cold, babe.” She said, hugging herself. “You need to go change, loves.” I answered, worrying. I know, I’m not the best at worrying. But I love her, that’s why. Wait! What did I just say?! Never mind that! I need to watch her. She doesn’t know what she’s doing. Obviously ‘coz she’s extremely drunk. She went to the bathroom, tipsy bit. I’m having a bad feeling about this… I followed her to the bathroom, but I kept my eyes closed ‘til she’s finished. “You done, babe.” I asked. “Uhmm-hmmm…” She answered rather childish. I opened my eyes to see Mickayla sitting on the floor wearing a Jack Wills sweater and PJ’s. “I wanna go to sweep.” She complained as she yawned. I laughed lightly. “Yes dear. You’re almost there. Can you stand up?” I answered. She shook her head slowly. Oh, silly Kayla. “Come here you!” I answered, laughing as I offered a piggyback. I opened the bathroom door and dropped her carefully on the bed. “Errm.. I’ll just go change.” I excused, grabbing some of the clothes which I think belongs to Tara’s brother. As I was heading to the bathroom, I felt a pair of hands on my waist. “No, please don’t leave me?” She begged. “I’ll- - Uh..” I said, pointing to the bathroom. “Please?” She begged again with those puppy dog eyes. Aww! For Nando’s sake! Fine! “I’ll be back as fast as I can!” I answered as I ran to the bathroom. I removed the clothes and put on the new ones. I fixed my hair and opened the door. A sleeping Mickayla welcomed me. And guess what?! There’s only one mattress. They don’t have a spare. I guess I’ll be sleeping with her.