Wheelchair Girl (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 6

       I seriously have to stop sleeping on this tour was my first thought when I opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was Zayn and Niall smiling down at me. My eyes started to flutter closed again, hoping to wake up where things made sense...

     "Oh, no ya don't," Zayn muttered, lifting my head up slightly and putting a wet washcloth on my head. That's when I took in my surroundings. Harry was pacing in what looked like a dressing room, looking like he was about to burst from stress. Niall was trying to get his attention along with Louis and Liam, who were both on the phone. Harry rushed over to the brown couch I was laying on and bombarded me with questions.

     "Are you okay? Don't scare me like that! Do you want water? LIAM GET WATER!" he shouted. He seemed quite stressed, only the leprechaun in the corner told me what was going on.

    "You fainted in your interview with Ellen, probably due to stress and dehydration, they won't show that clip on TV. We're going on the bus soon." I nodded at his answer. He looked adorable but scared out of his wits. I must've made quite the show, or at least Harry did. I do remember not drinking any water today... or yesterday...oops. I motioned for Zayn to move and I sat up properly, feeling the blood rush to my head. I gulped down the water offered to me and Harry sat next to me, stroking my hair and texting away, probably telling Anne and Dad I was okay. Five minutes later Paul told us it was safe to go on the bus. I was lazily rolled outside by Niall, those boys loved to push me around. I could hear the screams coming from the gate, Louis, Liam, and Zayn jogged over to say hi while the rest of us went on the bus. I flopped myself down on the beloved couch and curled into a ball. I felt like I was about to cry, fainting on stage? Really, Kris? How embarrassing! I felt large hand run up and down my back, making my insides melt.

     "You want to watch some crappy reality TV and forget about it?" said a lush irish accent that made my worries go away.

     "Exactly what I was thinking," I replied. I moved my head so it lay on Niall's chest, hearing the rhythmic thumping of his heart. He flicked on some episode of Punk'd and rubbed his hand on my calf. None of the other boys were there, for some reason or another, just me and him, in our own little bubble.

     Half an hour later I was still lying with Niall, my head on his shoulder, his arm around my waist. I heared his signature chuckle as Josh Hutcherson cursed at the fake policeman trying to arrest him.

     "Ni-all?"

     "Yea, Kris-tal?"

     "Would you like to go to the pool tomorrow?" I asked on impulse.

     "Will the other lads go?"

     "I wasn't planning on it, no."

     "So like a... date? Harry may not be to happy about that, love," he grinned nervously. Obviously Harry talked to the boys about flirting also.

     "We can sneak around, be all badass, eh?" I smirked. I could tell Niall was considering it. What if he said no? Oh god, that would be awkward.

     "Kristal... I would love to be badass with you," he whispered seductively. We were now inches apart, I smiled brightly at his answer leaning in a bit more, biting my lip and wrapping my arms around his neck. I wanted him.

     He closed the gap quickly, pulling me in by my waist and carefully placing his lips on mine. He was tentative at first, But I goaded him on, moving my lips in sync with his. It was perfect. I was about to open my mouth and let him in when we heard a slam of the door and quickly moved apart.

     "MAMMA MIA PIZZARIA PIZZARIA PIE," hollered Louis, holding a steaming pizza box.

     "Mamma mia, here we go again, my my, how is Louis so loud?" parodied Liam, holding two more boxes of the delicious food. I giggled as Niall's mouth practically watered at the food. I blushed thinking of Niall. Did either of the boys see us? If so, they weren't acting like it. Maybe blackmail was they're game...

     Niall locked eyes with me, biting his lip, eyes gleaming. I could tell he enjoyed our moment. I nodded at him, sharing the feeling. He turned around once again, piling his plate with half a pizza. Our date tomorrow will be... interesting.

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Sorry it's so short! WHat do you think of... Nistal? krisaill? Kiall? I don't know. 

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