Diana (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter Eighteen

Diana's POV

We finally landed in Dublin. Niall helped me carry my luggage off the plane as we entered the airport. Surprisingly there were no crazed fans. Not a single one. That was a good thing though because it meant that we would be able to get to the car without a fuss. We walked around trying to find the car for several minutes. "Nialler!" A male shouted. We turned around to see none other than Niall's brother. Niall held my hand tightly as he dragged me along to his brother. "Niall, that's no why to treat such a beautiful girl." His brother scolded him. "Yeahh, sorry Di." Niall mumbled, blushing. Did I mention he looked adorable in the process? "Greg, this is Diana. Diana this is my brother Greg." Niall introduced me. "Nice to meet you." I said before being pulled into a hug. "Are all your family members huggers?" I asked Niall once Greg had finished hugging me. "Errm, maybe." Niall laughed nervously. "It's fine Ni." I smiled, pinching his cheek. "So how's Denise, mum and dad?" Niall asked his brother as we walked to the car. "They're all pretty good. So Diana, how has Niall been treating you?" Greg asked me. "Hmm, yeah pretty well I guess." I shrugged, shooting Niall a cheeky grin. He gave me a glare which resulted in me holding back a laugh.

"Well I guess this is our stop." Greg announced after parking the car against the pavement. "You mean to tell me I've walked past your house on countless occasions without even knowing?" I asked, raising an eyebrow towards Niall. He shrugged timidly. "I guess?" He said, more like a question. "I'm messing with you Ni. It's cool that you live closer than I expected." I shrugged, smiling in the process. "Well now you're going to be living even closer as you live here now." He beamed. "You're not actually serious are you?!" I exclaimed, shocked. "Of course I am. I mean, rules will be laid down as you're only seventeen and I'm eighteen but other than that yeah you live with me - I mean us now." He smiled happily. "Actually, technically speaking I'm only a week from being eighteen." I shrugged, smiling slyly. "Eighteen?! In a week?! Di why didn't you tell me?!" Niall asked, flustered. "Well we were distracted by more important things. I don't want anything really Niall. Just being here alive with you is the best gift. You kept me going strong and that's all I can ask for." I smiled truly. "I don't care. You're getting a proper gift if it's the last thing I manage to do. You're my princess which means you need to be treated like a princess." He argued, wrapping an arm around my waist and leading me into his family home.

We entered the living room and three pairs of eyes were set on both Niall and I. "Hey guys!" Niall beamed, pulling me closer into his side. "Niall sweetie, how're you doing?" His mother gushed, standing up and running to give him a hug. "Niall lad, great to see you're back home son." His dad said, hugging him in the 'manly' fashion. "And who is this?" His mum asked, eyeing me up and down. "This is Diana, my girlfriend." Niall responded proudly. "So this is the girl that's kept our Niall so happy eh?" His mum egged on. I shrugged. "I guess?" "Well! Lovely to meet you dear! I'm sure Niall's been treating you well?" His dad raised an eyebrow. "Indeed Mr.Horan. Niall's been there a lot for me recently." I smiled. "That's very good indeed. Well make yourself at home. That nice young girl brought all your belongings here so they're up in Niall's room. Why don't you start unpacking?" His mum suggested. I had to try and hold back my laugh my his mum referred to Sarah as 'that nice young girl'.

Niall took my hand and led me up the stairs and into his bedroom. "It's very blue." I said. "Yeah, when I was younger it was my favourite colour but I never changed it." He shrugged. "I like it." I smiled. "Well I guess your bags are there." He stated, pointing to my belongings in a corner of a room. "Would you help me unpack?" I asked, batting my eyelids. "Hmm, I suppose so." He teased, pecking my lips afterwards. "I promise that I'll get a job and when I get enough money I'll move out to my own apartment." I said as we began to unpack my things. "Why?" He asked. "Because I can't stay here for the rest of my life." I stated. "You won't have to. Eventually we'll move out into our own apartment." He said as if it was nothing. "Niall as much as I wish so too, you can't predict the future. What if we had an argument and spilt up? Where would I go then if I'm living here?" I said. "True point but I'm sure nothing will go wrong." He said. "You can't predict the future." I mumbled quietly. "What was that?" Niall asked me. "I said I'm sure too." I covered up.