bullies to brothers (niall horan love story)

chapter 9

Sleepovers, Chats & Intruders-Part One

*BACK AT THE HOUSE*~NIALL'S POV~We decided to have Nelly stay over again tonight. Shes really good company. Yeah, i know, sometimes she seams a bit bitchy, but she really isnt. We know that if she really got to us, she'd know and apologise; like we would her. Shes a really strong personalitied girl with an attitude, with a caring, friendly side too. I think thats what i like about her. Shes fun, kind but can become serious when needed.Harry decided to take her for her things this time because Liam, Zayn and Louis wanted to 'talk' to me about 'something'."Wont be long!" Nelly called and her and Harry left.I sat on the couch opposite from Louis, Liam and Zayn waiting for one of them to start the conversation."Soo..." I said urging them on."Well, im just going to get straight to the point her; cards on the table; hands on deck; cash in the pot; peddle to the metal..." Louis started attempting to build tension. In his own way that is...Come on Louis!"We think that Nelly likes you too." Liam finished, cutting Louis off.I just looked at them wide eyed."How do you guys know? Have you asked her or something?" I asked them.Obviously they havent asked her straight out 'Do you like Niall? He likes you.' , but its better to know, right?"We havent asked her but in the clothes shop, she seamed to have eyes for you. Like when she was trying them dresses on and asked which one to get, it seamed more like she was more asking you than the rest of us, as if she cares what you think about what she looks like and people only really care if theyre trying to impress someone. Get me?" Zayn said."Also, you guys were speaking Spanish with eachother and that. You complimented her and she was blushing and stuff and she complimented you back and it was so adorable! Just have her babies already!" Louis added enthusiastically. A little overboard there Louis with the kiddie things...Me and Liam and Zayn looked at Lou weirdly."Anyway... in the fragrance shop she basically asked you what your favorite cologne was. You dont just buy your 'cousin' an expensive cologne do you? The person your buying it for has to mean something more to you. It cant be her brother or dad because, you know what, and it cant be an uncle or cousin because she would live with them because she hasnt got a family and she lives alone. It all adds up! Right?"I see their point. But its a bit hard to believe. They were only little things. Compliments, cologne and blushing dont really mean that much; she might of just been being polite, she might of just been curious about our favorite thing to wear and she might not be used to compliments of guys so she blushed.But on the other hand, the guys might be right. What if she does like me. What if she was dropping hints? What if-"We're back." Harry called out walking into the living room with Nelly, pulling me out of my thoughts.~HARRY'S POV~We are driving to Nelly's home so she can get her things to stay again! Shes really cool and great company."Hello Harold." Nelly said randomly."Hello Nelly." I said back."Whats your favorite colour Harold?" Nelly asked."My favorite colour is blue. What is your favorite colour Nelly?"We carried on talking like this until we reached her house."My favorite colour is purple. Whats your birthday Harold?""My birthday is February 13th. Whats your birthday Nelly?""My birthday is August 14th. Are we there yet Harold?"We are now here Nelly.""Are you coming inside Harold?""I might as well Nelly.""Okay Harold."We entered her home and Nelly told me to take a seat in her living room."Wont be a sec!" She said and ran up her stairs to her room.I decided to look around her living room a little, but not root through her things; that is just rude! I mean just literally LOOK around.I went up to the mantle piece. Theres a ceramic vase on the top with floral patterns on it and theres a large family portrait on the wall of Nelly and who im presuming are her family. Its a lovely photo.I sat back down and unlocked my phone. Suddenly, i received a text from an unknown number.'Why are you in my daughters house?'It cant be real. Her father is dead. Who is it then? My brain battled with its self.I walked over to the window and peered through the curtain and blinds; no one there. I decided to call Nelly down a so i can show her."Nelly? Come down a sec, its important." I called her.I got another text.'Pointless if you ask me...'Its from the same number as before. What does it mean? Oh shit!I tip-toed up to Nelly's room without making any noise, to find its locked. I pressed my ear to the door. All i can hear is footsteps and sniffles. Is she crying? If that asshole has done anything to her, i will fucking kill him.I stepped back a bit and booted the door down.....