Changed { Niall Horan X Reader }

Chapter 11: Kiss?

Niall's PoV

I woke up, feeling happy, because of the smell of coffee and waffles. I wondered who it might be until I realized that [Y/N] is the only one that could make waffles smell like that. I left the room and headed straight to the kitchen where I found [Y/N] humming while making breakfast.

"Morning." I say.

She turned her head. "Oh hey. Morning." she said and turned back again.

"What are we doing today?" I asked.

"Well, we are shopping for new clothes." she answered.

"What for?" I asked.

"Do you want to change or not?" She asked again.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with my style." I said.

"Are you sure about that?" She asked.

"Well..." I added. "... I don't know."

"Breakfast is done." she said and placed the waffles on the table.

After breakfast...

"Wanna change now?" [Y/N] asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, sure." I said.

We both went to the bedroom and I grabbed my clothes. She lightly smacked my hand and started picking clothes for me to wear. She grabbed the white tee with Crazy Mofos in it and black skinny jeans with my old White Supras.

"How come there are only a few of your old clothes? You threw them all?" She asked and took a glance at me.

"No..." I answered.

She raised one of her eyebrows.

"Fine, yes I did." I answered.

"Why?" she asked.

"I hated them. They were too boring."

"I think they were okay." she said while looking into my eyes.

"Erm... I'm gonna change on the guest room." I said and pointed to where the room is.

"Okay." she smiled at me.

I felt butterflies down my stomach back there.

I left the bedroom and headed straight to the guestroom. I laid my clothes on the bed and started changing before I pulled my shirt over and wore my Crazy Mofos shirt. Then, I pulled down my sweatpants and wore my Black skinny jeans. I wore some socks and in came the Supras after that.

I walked to the door and opened it to see [Y/N] standing infront with Skinny Jeans and Crop top. She looked at me and back at the bed. I furrowed my eyebrows, thinking what was going on in her head. Her eyes traveled to mine then back to the bed.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Your clothes last night are still on the bed. Put it on the laundry basket." She said.

"Okay, okay..." I said. "... Your Highness."

"Dick-head." she walked to the door. "Hurry up. I'm going to start the car."

I grabbed the clothes, walked to the laundry room and by the time I got there, I threw the clothes on the laundry basket. I ran outside and left the flat for her not to wait long enough.

I violently ran to the car and into the seat.

"Holy jelly burgers, Niall. What happened?" She said.

"Nothing." I smiled at her.

She started driving and headed to the mall. I don't think this shirt fits on my body with all these tattoos. The shirt is more happy and good and cheerful while my skin represents cold and darkness.