Moments (A Niall Horan Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 14

[a/n] So I wrote this and chapter 15 while I was camping with my friend...It's very long. I think it's just cause of the lyrics though. Any way...enjoy!!!

Kat's P.O.V.

I'm so knackered now, huh, hear that? Have me talking like a Brit. Actually Nicole says I randomly spit out an Irish accent at times. But anyway, it's Tuesday now and the boys leave Friday...three days! I'm so tired because they have been spending non stop time with us and then each of the boys have his girl somewhere to spend time. BUSY! But, tonight Liam and Louis are bringing over Danielle and Eleanor! I clearly know who they are and I can't wait to meet them.

"Kat!", Niall calls from downstairs. Ugh! I want sleep!

"What?", I yell back. He doesn't answer so I crawl out of bed and walk down stairs. Nicole and Harry are on the couch watching 'The Notebook'. "Have either of you see Niall?", I hear a small cry, "Nicole, are you okay?".

Shs laughs, "Yeah I'm fine, but blubber baby over here isn't. I mean I let out a tear but he's been non-stop crying".

Harry's in tears, I laugh because I wonder how Nicole deals with that. Especially when she told me about Saturday.

*FLASHBACK*

　I'm sitting in the boys game room, "Kat?", I look up and see Nicole. "Hey Nicole! You seem happy...how? I mean with the boys leaving and all. Why?", I look at her.

She tucks a piece of hair behind her ear, "You can't yell or be loud. Promise?".

I raise an eyebrow, "Nicole?".

She blurts it out, "Harry and I had sex", and quickly covered her mouth with both hands. It's funny how she acts sometimes, being she's two years older. I look at her quietly for a moment and when she drops her hands she says, "Well don't be that quiet!".

"I-I don't know what to say. Wait, yes I do! Oh My God Nicole! You did not! Really?", she covers my mouth this time.

"You promised to not be loud! Yes we did. I know you don't want to hear this but it was amazing Kat. Wait. It was extrordanHARRY!", she laughed.

*End Flashback*

　

I shake my head, "Niall?", I ask.

She points toward the mini recording booth, yes they have a recording booth in their flat. I walk in but it's dark so I turn around to leave when someone grabs my waist and covers my mouth.

I'm kicking and hitting, "Ouch!", shouts and Irish accent. He lets go and turns to lights on.

"Oh baby! I'm so sorry. You scared me! Where'd I hurt you? I'll kiss it make it better", wrapping his around my waist he pulls me close.

"Well", he says with a killer smile, "My lips kind of hurt, now that I think about it". So just to be a tease I peck his lips quickly and escape his arms. "Wait! What was that?", he pouts.

I laugh, "It's called if you wanted to make out, we have a room. So what did you want?", I walk around and mess with some buttons.

Niall walks up behind me and takes a seat in a spiny, black chair. He pats his lap, "Sit", I do. I raise an eyebrow, wondering whats going on. "You want to hear me sing, right?", I nod with a big smile on my face. His voice is like angels singing! He points to the booth, "Now you're gonna".