While the boys bombed me with questions I were drowning in Harrys gravy... Nialls eyes.
"Are you OK? " Liam asked.
"I'm so sorry" Zayn said.
"Do you have any carrots? " Louis asked.
"How do you feel? " Harry asked before I answered.
"Yes, ok, no, good and may you leave us alone" The boys went to the door mumbling about an imaginery friend and wondered if she was hot... Harry?! I thought.
"NIALL!" I screamed.
"Get your sexy ass over here" I added and heard Harry whisper to Louis.
"Nialls gonna get lucky" they laughed and I took Nialls hand.
"He's gonna be lucky enough to not be forced to leave" I said pointing my tongue out.
"Yeah right" Harry muttered.
"Come here" he said and I cuddled up against him.
"So are you alright? " Niall asked worriedly.
"Mmm I'm with you" I whispered and placed my head on his chest.
"Uhm sorry for interrupting but you looked thirsty so I bought water to you" Liam said walking into the room interrupting us.
"Oh its OK and thanks" I said reaching for the glass in Liam. I didn't realize that I were shaking before Niall screamed. I had just spilled the water over Niall and applauded myself. While Niall were taking his shirt of... WHAT?!
"Oh holy fudge cakes" I sighed.
"What? " Niall asked and laughed at my face.
"Uhm I ju-" I started but thank god for Liam or I would have said something with sex god.
"She just thinks you look like a sex god" oh never mind.
"And its kinda true" he mumbled quietly, but I heard it!
"You really think so?" Niall asked surprised. Oh hell no he was unhappy with his body hell No.
"I'm a bit offended actually" he said.
"What?" I cleared my throat.
"Its just sad that you can't see that I'm an Irish sex good" he said and winked at me.
"Oh lord, forgive me for I have sinned" I started in an overmade voice that Liam echoed.
"Forgive our sins" I said to be echoed by Liam.
"Oh for have talked to your son with wrong name" we continued.
"The oh so mighty Irish sex god"
"With the body of sex god, but with Irish blood!"
"Oh spare us some of his sexyness as we finish this prayer"
"This prayer for forgiveness and joy "
"Amen" I finished.
"Have you thought of becoming a priest?" Niall asked.
"It was kinda my childhood dream" I admitted.
"So you're Cristen?" Liam asked.
"No its just that one day we went on a school trip to a church and everything was pretty and the priest was happy... I wanted that too" I said and gave me a mental slap for mentioning my dream.
"So you were poor?" Niall asked surprised.
"NIALL!" Liam yelled at him.
"What she lives in WALLSTREET" Niall defended himself.
"Well uhm I live in an old ladys basement, remember?"
"Oh right, sorry" Niall said and flashed a quick smile showing of his braces.
"You know I love your smile?" I asked.
"And you know that I love Nando's" he asked.
"Shall we go?" I asked.
"You can't walk" he stated.
"Watch me!" I said jumping out of my bed. Just to face plant the floor.
"KAT!" Nialls screamed and attacked me with 'are you okays' and 'jesus christs' 'bloody hells.'
"Oopsie guess I'll have to... not walk" I said.
"Kat, your nose" Niall calmly said as Liam tossed me some paper and a mirror.
"Oh lord!" I shouted staring at my bloody nose and pale face. I guess that I felt much better than I was, I looked terrible... I thought just before my eyes with mascara and bags under closed leaving me to see just black. I passed out.
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FanfictieKat is a Directioner that lives in New York and she is lucky enough to meet Niall Horan and she might even be the one fan that he has been looking for in the crowd! She goes on tour with them and they even allow her to sing on the concerts but the f...
