How you fell in love with Niall Horan <3
(As usual Y/n means your name & P.O.V. means Point of View)
You pulled the key out of the ignition and sunk into the seat of your car a little. It's been a long day at work and you were extremely tired. Before you jumped out of the car you took your black heels off of your aching feet. You stepped out and let your now bear feet touch the cold, slightly damp grass. The smell of fresh air was delightful. This immediately made you better. You walked along the path to your front door of the apartment you shared with 5 boys you loved dearly a.k.a. One Direction. You only knew Harry, Louis, Liam and Zayn for about 3 years but you knew Niall for basically your whole life. You were the 'bestest' of best friends. You only dreamed you were more, but what reason would Niall have to feel the same? You sigh as that thought crosses your mind. You open the door and hang up your coat.
"Hello, Love!" Says Louis smugly, as he places his arm on your left shoulder. You raise an eyebrow at him. "Lou-" But your cut off by Liam. "How was your day, babe?" Questions Liam while placing his arm on your right shoulder. You found this very weird. And it was even weirder when you saw that both of them were in nothing but their shorts. "Why are you guys in your shorts??" You ask, raising your eyebrows in confusion. "Well..." Louis trails off. "Welcome home Y/n..." Harry says maniacally. Zayn was on his left and Niall was on his right. They were all wearing shorts and that's when you noticed it. They were all carrying water guns. Louis' was red, Liam's purple, Niall's green, Zayn's blue and Harry's orange. Your eyes widened and you took a step back. They all grinned back at you. "Guys no..." You start. "ATTACK!!" Shout Niall, Zayn and Harry while running towards you and spraying you with their guns. You try to run but Liam and Louis hold you back. "No guys!! Ahaha! Stop!" You laugh. You closed you eyes and felt muscular arms throw you over their shoulder. You open your eyes to find that it was Liam. "Liam put me down!!" You scream, pounding your fists on his back. "Sorry no can do, Y/n!" Winks Niall, as he and the rest of the boys follow Liam as he walks out the back door towards their large pool.
"No Liam! Don't you dare even think of it! Liam! Liam! No! Li-" You're cut of by the feeling of being thrown off Liam's shoulder and into the icy water! You were still in your work uniform which was jeans and your company shirt, which were now soaked wet. You swam to the surface of the water. You gasped for air and the look on your face obviously scared the lads a bit because their hysterical laughter came to an abrupt stop. You slowly took a step out of the water towards Liam with clenched fists. He took a step backwards, raising his hands in the air as a signal of surrendering. "Y/n I know what you're thinking, but don't even-" "YOU'RE DEAD LIAM!!" You scream chasing him around the pool, the other boys found this amusing and laughed as they looked at Liam's terrified face. "Okay! Alright! I give up!" You pretend to wheeze and cough, close to the edge of the pool. Knowing Liam he'd come to comfort you or gloat. "Aaah! Y/n, you were no match for these!" Liam laughs, showing off his muscles. "Are you okay?" He asks concerned. "Yea, fine!" you say, bending over 'looking really tired'. "You sure?" He asks. "Yea, Liam!" You say standing up straight and pushing him into the water unexpectedly. "I'm great!" You complete. You and the boys laugh at him. Liam then comes out of the water and wipes his face. "Okay, okay you got me!" He says laughing as well and raising his hands in the air.
"Yea, so what are we gonna do now?" Zayn asks. "Well we could play Marco Polo!" Niall suggests. "Yea, sounds great!" We agree. Zayn decided to sit on the edge of the pool and watch to make sure no one got hurt. The boys agree that you'd be on first. You sigh but agree. "Marco!" You call out. "Polo!" Louis responds. You move towards the sound of his voice. "Marco!" You call again. "Polo!" Harry shouts from behind you. You quickly turn around but to your disappointment you grab nothing but air. You sigh. "Maarrccooo!!" You say. "Polo!" Liam pinches you from the side. "Ow! Liam!!" You shout. "How did you even know it was me?!" Liam laughs. "I just know, ok?" You laugh back. "Marco!" You say. "Polo!" Niall says, standing right next to you. You turn to your side an as fast as possible grip his wrist. "Gotcha Niall!" You say grinning as you open your eyes. "Damn! I thought I could pull that off." Niall laughs. "Nope! You have to be a Styles in order to do that!" Harry winks. "Alright. Let's take a break and come back again?" Louis asks. "Yea, sounds like a plan." Says Zayn. We all step out of the pool. First Zayn, then Louis, followed by Harry, then Liam. You place your foot on the step after Liam does so.
