Smile. ON HOLD(Punk Niall Horan Fanfic)

n i n e t e e n.

Recap:

1 new message from Niall:

Where are you going? I thought I could take you to the flat today since..never mind. But why were you running with that prick?

I reply:

1; Luke is not a prick. 2; I can't come over today because I have a family lunch with my parents.

Can't you get out of it? We have a project to do.

No.They're mad that I always miss this kind of stuff so I have to got to this one.

But..

Sorry, I'll probably come over tomorrow...

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(Talia's POV)

Luke and I get to my house and go inside. We immediately head up to my room. Luckily I don't have to put anything way. I'm surprised that I haven't cut myself today. I would usually do it before school, but with Luke here. I guess I didn't have time to.

"Do you wanna do chemistry first or calculus?"

I unzip my bag," Well I finish both of those, so..." I chuckle.

"Smart arse." Luke winks.

"Sorry, you want to copy the answers?"

"Really?"

"Yeah," I hand him the binder, "here."

"Thanks Tal." Luke grabs my binder and kisses my cheek. I whip my head toward his and gape. His face is red as a cherry and he has his hand over his mouth. "I-I didn't..mean to. I-"

I bite my lip and turn my head away. I awkwardly cough. "Well, I'm gonna bring up some lemonade." I stand up and head toward the door. "I'll be back in a minute."

"O-okay.." With that, I leave the room. When I shut the door I lean my back against it. My hand reaches for the cheek he kissed. It didn't linger like Niall's. I shake my head. I push myself off the door, taking in a deep breath and walk downstairs.

I reach the end of the stairs and head to the kitchen. I open the fridge and grab the pitcher of lemonade. I turn around and shut the door with my foot. I open the cabinet and grab two cups. I begin to poor the lemonade in but stop mid way. Luke..kissed me. My face flushes. It's probably something they do it Australia. It doesn't mean anything, other than a friendly gesture.

I bite my lip again and continue pouring the lemonade into the cups. After I put the pitcher back in the fridge I head back upstairs. As I step on the first step, there's a knock on the door. I turn around and face the door. Huh? Mum and dad shouldn't be home.

"Is there someone at the door?" Luke yells from the third floor.

"I think," I set the lemonades down on the table near the staircase, "I'll check." I walk over to the door and the person on the other side knocks again. Well more like bangs on it. "One moment." I quicken my pace and reach the door. I unlock the door and open it sightly. But before I can look the person behind the door, they pushes the door open all the way. A gasp leaves my lips as I stumbled back.

"What the-" I look up, and see Niall towering over my body. "What the hell are-" In one swift movement, Niall turns me around. He then places his hand over my mouth and backs us out the door, shutting it in the process. "Ret rwo ah ne!!" My words are muffled from his hand being over my mouth. My arms are free, so I try to rip of his hands. No good.