Love hate relationship (One Direction)

Christmas

Love Hate relationship.

I slipped on the ice, landing on my bum while he laughed at me. He LAUGHED at me. Douche. He stopped laughing and put his hand out for me to grab when he noticed my glare. I took his hand but instead of him pulling me, I pulled him, hard. He fell and to my horror landed right on top of me. He suddenly losses his funning side and becomes serious.

I take note at how close we are, Faces inches apart, eyes not losing contact. Niall looks from my eyes to my mouth then back again.

He better not kiss me.

He leans in, doing just that, pressing his mouth to mine.

I don't know what it was that made him pull away, the fact that he's kissing a girl that's not responding or the fact that my hands pushed against his chest. Either way, he pulled away, now looking at me like he just killed someone. If he doesn't get off of me, someone will be killed.

"I'm sorry," he says quickly standing to his feet. "I-"

"Save it," I grumbled as I help myself up. I roll my eyes as I turn and walk toward my grandmothers house.

"Tessa, wait!" He calls. I keep walking.

When I agreed to go to my grandmothers house for Christmas break, I was not told that my idiot brother, Harry, and his band were also going to be here. Mom left out that information on purpose, I assume. She knows Niall and I never got alone, everyone knows.

Some don't understand why though, with Niall being his 'carefree nice leprechaun ass' and me being my 'carefree British mofo' as people often say. I honestly don't know what happened between us but, we never got along. Now all the sudden he kisses me. That makes total sense, Nialler. Total sense.

"What happened now," Liam says as I walk in the back door of the house.

"Shut up and tell your ass of a friend to leave me be," I shove him out of the way.

"How does one shut up but tell someone something?" Harry pipes in as I leave the room.

"Harriet! Shut your damn mouth!" I yelled over my shoulder. I hear Liam chuckle.

I went to my room and packed my bags. I said sorry to grandma for leaving so soon and left.

I make it sound so easy, but it wasn't. Grandma wasn't happy to see me go nor were the guys. I thought Niall would have been happy but... He wasn't. Good, it's him I can't be around. Harry begged me to stay but I kept packing anyway. Its been only two days I stayed at grandmas, just two days. But I couldn't stay another. It would be awkward, annoying, pestering, and more annoying. Not to mention agitating. I just had to leave.

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