Just a Runaway // Niall Horan // Book 1

Yes, It's my Birthday. - Chapter 13

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"We're back!" Niall shouted.

We got no response back.

"Niall, everyone's gone remember?" I giggled and started heading up the stairs.

"Oh ya."

Once I got to my room, I took out everything I had bought, and put it on my bed. I had never shopped so much in my entire life, and it felt kind of addicting, and I wanted to do it again. I wanted to start wearing something new, so I just stared and tried to decide. In the end, I decided on a pink sweater that said WILDFOX on it, with some black leggings.

For my beanie, it was hot pink, and I just wore some random socks. I started walking down the stairs, and began to sing the song Don't Trust Me by 3OH3. I have no clue why it was stuck in my head, but it was, so I was going to deal with it. Once I got to my favorite part, I got louder. "And tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef, that I'm a vegetarian, and I ain't fucking scared of him." I walked into the kitchen and started to heat up some water.

"She wants to touch me woah, she wants to love me woah, she'll never leave woah, woah woah oh oh. Don't trust a hoe, never trust a hoe, won't trust a hoe, won't trust me." I caught my self shaking my hips a little bit while I started putting a tea bag and sugar into a mug. I leaned against the counter while fidgeting with my mug and switched to another song, not really sure why.

"Been a long time coming since I've seen your face, I've been everywhere and back trying to replace everything that I had until my feet went numb, praying like a fool, that's been on the run."

I had to admit, One Republic had to be one of my favorite bands.

"My heart's still beating, but it's not working, it's like a million dollar phone that just won't ring."

I started pouring the hot water in my mug, still singing.

"I reached out trying to love but I feel nothing, yeah my heart is numb. But with you, I feel again. Yeah with you, I can feel again. Yeah."

I would've kept going, but I was interrupted by a blonde leaning against the wall.

"How come you never told us you could sing?"

I quickly turned around, unaware that I had an audience once again, but this time of only one.

"Plus you can play the piano and guitar? I'd say you have a special talent."

I just shrugged. "Nah, I'd say it's more a hobby."

He just gave me a look of disapproval. "A hobby?"

I nodded yes. "Sure, I mean it's not like I could ever do it professionally, so why not do it as a hobby?"

"Has anyone ever even heard you sing before?"

I shook my head. "Besides you guys today, no."

"You should try it sometime."

"What? Singing?"

He nodded.

"No way Jose. My nerves would not do well with that."

"But you've never tried."

"It wouldn't matter, though. I mean, ya I've always wanted to perform in front of a group, but that was before I knew I had bad nerves. I get nervous just about anytime I have to do anything in front of a crowd. Like in the sixth grade, that was the year I earned the nickname 'Little Miss Barfy'."