Forever Has A New Meaning (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8

Kristina's P.O.V

“So Kristina, tell Niall and me about Chile so far.” Zayn said trying to change the awkwardness between me and Niall. Niall barley spoke when I was involved in the conversation. I saw him every once in a while make googley eyes at Amelia. Gross. He needs to get a life; he is trying to make me mad. I can tell he has gotten cockier since last year; fame is defiantly getting to his head.

“Kris?” Harry said interrupting my thoughts.

“Oh! Um, it’s okay. It’s winter there so I'm happy to be here.” I said to Zayn.

“Don’t you have family in Chile, Niall? You always talk about going down there again.” Louis asked.

“Um no. I would have to consider her mom and dad my second parents and her sister my sister but that’s it.” Niall said nervously. My parents and sister. Not me, he could care less about me. Too bad for him my sister never cared for him. Ever. She always talked about how annoying he was and how nosey he was. “How is your sister?” Niall asked.

“She’s great.” I said rudely. And I was a little confused why he would be asking me.

“She was always very pretty, probably the prettiest of your siblings…and you.”  He said with a smirk. Then going back and eating his pizza. I didn’t really care about what he thought of me, he first meet me when I was going through my ugly stage, but what made me mad was that my sister was eight. When he first met her she was four, and she was my only sibling.

“Now, exactly how many siblings do you have Kristina?” Louis asked, with a tiny grin forming with his mouth, Niall looked up quickly from his plate to see my reaction.

“Just Krystal.” I said looking down. Everyone burst into laughter, including Harry. Niall with a look of satisfaction on his face.

“It’s okay Niall, we all know you like little children.” I said then getting a sip of water.

“Says you who is dating an eighteen year old, that’s a three year difference, and I'm pretty sure it’s illegal.” He said.

“Better than eleven years Mr. cocky.” As I said cocky his facial expressions changed from a mean grin to anger.

“It’s okay to be jealous of your sister, that’s why they invented makeup. For girls just like you.”

“Guy, please stop fi—“. Harry said butting in.

“Niall why did you even bother coming? I know you hate me and right now I really hate you too. I really don’t want to sound like a spoiled brat but you are ruining my birthday. You just sit there thinking of ways to insult me; do you really think I haven’t had enough of that from millions of girls out there? I thought maybe we could get over whatever your problem with me was but clearly you don’t want to and neither do I.” I said. I feel proud that I finally stood up for myself. I’ve been getting tweets all day saying nasty things about me and I really didn’t want Niall to make it worse.

“Too late.” Niall said to respond to my speech.

“For what?” I asked.

“For not acting like a spoiled brat.”

“Niall!” Amelia, Zayn, and Louis yelled at the same time.

“I need to speak with you. Now.” Harry said. I could tell he was furious. I feel bad now, indirectly made Harry mad at Niall, and they are each other’s best mates. What have I done?