Wheelchair Girl (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 18

(KRISTAL'S POV)

     Dance Moms, Chocolate, Ipad, couch. Some may call it the epitome of America but I call it heaven. Today was our off day in between the two court hearings on tour. If everything went well tomorrow, then the boys and I could continue on tour, everything would be normal, Delilah would get the fuck out, blah blah happily ever after. If Delilah won, I would stay here and have to do whatever the court says. It might be an off chance, but I had a feeling there's some reason Delilah wants me back...

      "Sup Princess?" Harry droned, strolling into the bus with the other boys.

     "Get away you little shit, and say sorry to Liam!" I playfully smacked his arm and giggled at the boys confused stares.

     "Um... Liam I'm sorry for putting a spoon in your bed last year?" He responded.

     "No no, so I'm reading these fan fictions, yeah? They're so good! So right now Zayn's sister is living with you guys and dating Liam, but YOU my brotha from another motha, have been sabotaging your relationship and made Liam think she cheated on him, just because your jealous, you little bastard! So now Zayn's all offensive, Liam's heartbroken, all because of you!" The boys laughed at this realistic situation. Niall pat my shoulder gently.

     "And what about me and Louis?

     "Oh, well you're like her gay best friend, always doing her hair and giving advice. And Louis... disappeared to be a bartender in the Alps and only returns for specific appearances." The boys found this hysterical and I guess it was, imagine hearing someone else's made up story about your life? Wait until they hear about the mature ones.

      "Where is Louis anyway?" I questioned once the laughter died down. They shrugged and Niall went to the kitchen. I can't help thinking he'd be into kinky sex, like the type using food or something. I always found it twisted but honestly I think he sees food equal to family and religion. Oh boys.

     "So Hazzy, have you talked to Anastasia today?" I asked in a sing song voice. From his blushing cheeks I could tell the answer was yes.

     "Awww! I bet you talk about me all the time! Are you going on a date soon? Meeting the parents? Renting a motel for the night? Give me details!" I squealed, the other boys looked slightly invested now too. Ever since Sydney left Harry's been roaming around like a lost puppy, it was kind of adorable. Although it could be annoying at times, I missed seeing they're impromptu dancing and of course seeing my best friend and step brother happy. Since the trial is in New York City, I would expect Sydney to show up at the bus any moment now...

     "I'm seeing her tonight Kris, and yes I'm meeting the parents." He sighed. This was followed with more squeals by moi and a bunch of whistles and looks from the boys.

     "CAN I COME?" I asked; well, shouted. He coward away from the shout and gave me a glare.

    "No, you know them already. And you'll embarass me!"

     "Fine, face the wrath of Mayor Ross and evil step mother Elissa by yourself." I waved off. Now he looked scared, oops.

     "Wait, are they really that bad?" He panicked.

     "Oh no, Mayor Ross is awesome and really cool, but Elissa... heh heh... no," I replied truthfully. Harry gulped and Zayn patted him on the back, "Just don't be too PDA, or douche-y, and don't bring up Joanie, especially to Elissa." Joanie, Sydney's Mom, died when Syd was only 6, half a year after her amputation. Joanie was like a mom to me, her dying at a car accident only brought me closer to "mental scarring".

     "Oh um... okay." Harry replied uneasily

     "OH MY GOD THEY WON NATIONALS THEY WON FREAKING NATIONALS POTATO CHIP EXTRAVAGANZA I NEED TO TEXT GEMMA!" I screamed. Liam and Zayn covered their ears, and Niall dutifully turned around to get potato chips. Awesome boyfriend is awesome.

     "Kristal what the fuck?" asked Zayn bluntly. I pointed excitedly to the tv screen

     "The dance kids, they won nationals! There dance was so good! EEEEEE Gemma's excited too!" When Zayn still looked confused, Harry tiredly responded,

     "Gem and Kris watch Dance Moms together at home, and if they do well they eat potato chips. Don't ask why it's not a fun story." The boys nodded and Niall came back with potato chips. POTATO FREAKIN CHIPS. I shoveled them down my throat faster then Niall, getting looks from the boys but I'm used to it.

     "Hey I wanted some!" whined Niall. I pecked him quickly (PDA infront of Harry is awkward) and went back to my chips.

     "Niall's dating the girl version of himself." said Liam in disbelief.

(LOUIS' POV)

     "Mr. Tomlinson?" I nervously walked to the doctor holding a clipboard. No, not a clipboard, a piece of paper that could change my life. We stepped into his office and I sat in an uncomfortable chair in front of his wood desk.

     "Well, Mr. Tomlinson, your suspicions are correct. The blood tests matched up perfectly, we believe the genetic reason for this is on your dad's side, right?" My head spun with this new information. I felt sick to my stomach. How would the boys take this news? How would Kristal take the news? Dad had a lot of explaining to do.

     "Yes I believe so. Thank you doctor." I sighed and got out of there ASAP. This wasn't exactly the ideal situation right now, but I need to take it into stride. I walked the few blocks to the tour bus with minimal paparazzi. They were already having a field day with this whole custody battle and a Harry's messed up family. The public would wonder why I was at the doctor's office, how would they react to the news?

     Too soon I was standing infront of the bus. I took a deep breath and strut inside like the swag mastah I am.

     "Sorry Niall, but you can eat sexual food with your fuck buddy later, I need to talk to her." I grabbed Kristal's hand and dragged her outside, Niall shouting after us, "Hey! How are potato chips sexual?" Oh Niall.

     "Lou? What's that about? Are you okay?" she asked, drawing me into her blazing blue eyes. I noticed we had the same chin, how could I have not seen that before?

     "Kristal, what is your original name, like before you met you father?" I asked.

     "Kristal Chiara Austin, why?" She asked confusedly. I started to tear up and sat on the pavement stroking her legs. I'm tired, I thought. How did Kristal do this all the time, drama is tiring.

     "Well because, I was born with a different name too. Louis Troy Austin."

     "...What are you getting at Lou, I'm scared."

     "Well, I did some research... and it turns out your mom is my dad's sister, but since we both aren't close to them we never knew," I breathed, "Hi cousin Purple."

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YAYAYAY I WROTE A CHEEKY CHAPPIE! I so freaking sorry I havent written in like a week (You would know why if you fanned me -_-) school's being an asshole, but I have a long weekend so I'll write HUZZAH! (ive been saying huzzah alot)

btw do you see what i did? Kristal Chiara? Chiara mean clear in italian, so her name is Kristal Clear. I'm so freakin punny you love it ;)

So tomorrow i'm getting a headshot... yikes :/ Im not becoming an actress but the local theater requires one which fucking suck cuz they had a role that fit me perfectly but I could do it because i dont have a headshot, BS.

And I got my first comment! YAYAYAYAY THANK YOU I LOVE YOU!!! tell me if u want a dedication if your reading thisssss :) its kind of sad... one comment.... but im easy to please :)

so HERE is niall giving you a kiss for 500+ reads total and one comment (he'll do a full make out session if more happens ;*)

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