Unpredictable-One Direction Fanfic

14: Kissing, Sleeping and Niall Horan

14: Kissing, Sleeping and Niall Horan

Amy’s POV

“You tired?” I look to my right and Niall was sitting awkwardly next to me in the van, his face barely visible due to the poor lighting at night time. It’s not like I could lie to the boy, I am really cold. Why is London so cold! I don’t like it, even though the winters in Canada are usually freezing, I don’t like being cold all the time, especially during the summer. Summer is for beaches, bikinis and tans! Sucks that I can’t tan with my skin tone. Same with Sammy, with our similar skin tone, we looked like vampires during our high school summers. Then, we discovered jobs and salaries to get spray tans. Never again though. I looked like a pumpkin… and got made fun of, of course. Zayn’s idiotic friends. Speaking of Zayn, I swear he hugged Sam after those drunks attacked her! Progress maybe? Zayn changed after the concert. Maybe that’s all he needed. Maybe he just needs to loosen up a bit and realize that he could still change. Sure, he can’t take back the things he’s done to me, but, I know he can change so he doesn’t hurt anyone else. “Earth to Amy? Hello? You’re tired too!” Niall waves his hand in front of my face and I snap out of my thought filled world.

“Oh, Yeah. I’m a bit cold and tired but, it-,”

“Come here! Put your head on my shoulder and nap for a bit.” He interrupts and my eyes widen at his quick answer. He’s too cute. I hesitate though. What would Zayn do to Niall if he saw us together. On second thought, he’s not in this vehicle! Score! I shrug and lay my head gently on his shoulder, causing him to shift and throw his arm around my waist. He’s very comfortable and yes, if I was a die-hard Directioner like my step sister, I would be dying in my seat but, no, I’m not. Sure, I’m a fan and their voices are gorgeous and they make me want to faint because they’re all so amazing but, it’s not like I’m going to die whenever I see them. God, Niall is so comfortable! Feeling protected is an amazing feeling.

“Aw! Look at these love birds guys!” Sam screams loudly, making me flinch at her loudness at this hour. I’ve already gotten used to the time change and it’s eleven thirty! Sure, that’s not late at all but, pfft, I just spend nine hours at a Skrillex concert. Give me a break. Everyone turns except Louis, who decided to drive us all back. His blue-green eyes stay fixed on the road as a small smile curves onto his lips. Eleanor screeches with Sammy and Harry and Liam grin cheekily, which sent me the urge to lift my head off of him to erase the awkwardness my stupid best friend created. I scowl at her, throwing a little, low growl to make sure she backed off. She throws her hands up in mock defense. “Okay, okay! I’m sorry! You bug me about boys too so, I thought it was only fair to do the same to you!” she responds and turns to look out at the passing scenery outside. That’s true. I do bug her about boys. I even used to embarrass her at the skate park we would always go to back in Canada. I laugh at my memories. Oh, how I was so funny, wait, was? Ha! I still am!

“What are you laughing at?” Niall asks while pushing a strand of hair away from my face. I blush insanely. Good thing he couldn’t notice because of how dark it is.

“Myself! I’m just so hilarious.” I say sarcastically and emphasize the word ‘so’ to add more affect to my sarcasm.

“Oh, you are. You’re so very funny.” Sam butts in and everyone laughs, including me. Okay, maybe I suck and make ridiculously bad puns but hey, I’m trying here.  

“Wow! Louis, you drive too fast! We’re here!” Eleanor smiles and kisses his cheek, then exits the van as he shuts it off. We beat Zayn, Danielle and Perrie so, yeah, Louis was one hell of a driver. I get out, feeling very wobbly from my fatigue and hold onto Sammy’s shoulders for support as we walk into their house. That’s when I realize how big ass this house is. It’s a mansion! I’m living in a mansion! Always wanted to and look! It came true!