More Than This (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10

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I'm alive again. Wow?! I know this chapter took so long. Yeah, so long. And I am so sorry.

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Thalia's POV

Niall is going to audition for the X Factor? Really?! I mean, yes, no doubt that he has an amazing voice but I didn't expect him to be joining there. It feels so sureal. Yes, he's joining few local singing contests here, that might be either for school or town contests but now for the X Factor? Wow.

Hi?" Niall greets me as I open my front porch door. He sounds so nervous and he is unstable on his feet.

"Wow." I utter without the full concern of uttering that word.

We stare at each other for a few seconds and after that hesitation and somewhat awkward and blank stares, I hop towards him for an i-missed-you-so-much hug.

"You missed me, don't you?" He asks under my hair and he hugs me back and tighter.

"You missed me, don't you?" I return his question and he nods which makes my smile grow bigger.

"You missed m―"

"Of course, I missed you." I break the hug and smile at him.

He smiles with a relief and grabs my wrist, "Let's go for a lunch!"

Niall drags me down and away the porch to somewhere.

"Geez, where are you taking me?!" I roll my eyes though I allow him to control me.

"Lunch."

"You're aware that my mom will scold me, right?" And Niall shakes his head. Ugh. "I'm not allowed to go out without her permission, you know that, idiot!" I tell him and I chuckle when I jokingly call him 'idiot'.

"It's just one lunch, and you're with me. Which means nothing bad will happen to her daughter because she's with me." He replies a matter-of-factly and I sigh.

I have some explaining to do when I get back home. Wish me luck.

* * * * *

We order two box of fully loaded meal of KFC. I know Niall knows that I don't like KFC's signature gravy but since it's his treat, I'll go for it. Plus, I'm really hungry. After eating, we walk to a nearby bookstore because I said so.

"Next time I seriously will refuse to go here with you." Niall rolls his eyes for he knows I really take time in searching books I like. And by "I take time", I mean more than an hour.

"Shhhh!" I bring my index finger to my mouth to keep him quiet and in return, he make frustrating yet very funny faces. "God, Niall. Why don't you rather help me find the The Lovely Bones book so that you could get out of here immediately?!"

"Whatever!" He groans yet he obeys.

After I find the book, no, Niall did find the book, I bought it and we head home.

* * * * *

"Are we good, again?" Niall asks from nowhere and I feel I'm exploding in the inside. "Please, Thal, say something." He murmurs a few seconds after.

I remembered the kiss; our kiss. Shit! I scream at the back of my mind. "Sure." I smile.

"I want to explain to you, would you want me to?"

"I, uhm ..." I look up at him, he's smirking but I could see that he's uncomfortable. "You seem uncomfortable." I tell and he honestly nods. "You rather not because I would find it awkward, too."

"Okay then?" Niall utters and I smile weakly at him. "But I just want to say sorry for that."

And then, boom! I'm exploding in the inside once again as if it's the 4th of July. Sorry? Sorry? Hearing him saying sorry to me makes me wanna punch him in the face and kick him in his balls and I don't know what for. Wow, I'm so confused right now.

"I'm sorry, too." I murmur, meaning it.

"For what?"

"I don't know, I am just sorry."

"Okay?" He sighs. "At least we're good now?"

And I nod at Niall.

"Let's go home?" I smile and look at the time on my phone. It reads: 3:25 PM. What?! "Shit, it's almost 4 and I am not home yet!"

"Let's go home." He laughs.

"Just a friendly reminder that my mothe―"

"That's why we're going home. Now." He grabs my hand and we both run to a bus stop.

* * * * *

"Thalia, where were you?" Everybody, my mother in her motherly tone.

"Mom, I ..."

"I could explain." Niall pops out from behind which makes Mom and I to look at him, shocked. I have not notice him following me until here inside the house. How sneaky this kiddo is.

Mom look at him with her you-really-should-explain-before-i-get-mad-at-you looks. Niall grins at her and my mom smiles at him. Niall moves forward, bringing his hand on top of my head and messes my hair before walking past me. I slap his hand and he winks at me in return. He then sits on a couch across my mom and he starts explaining while I'm left standing here.