That One Summer

Chapter Ten

Hey guys Summer here and I just wanted to say that this story will be thoroughly edited soon. :)

Also I am working on a Zayn story that will be up once I get a few chapters done!!

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Niall and I shared a quick look as we quickly stand, turning to face the burly security guard.

                “Paul you look lovely today, did you get a new haircut?” Niall asked quickly trying to shift the focus on to Paul. Sadly, Paul just glared at us and took a step forward causing me to step back, effectively falling backwards into the lake.

                “Riley!” Niall exclaimed as he helped me back onto the deck.  Shivering, he puts his arm around me, ignoring the glare Paul gives him. “You okay?” He asks as he moves his hands up and down my arms, trying to make me warmer.  I nod for early June, the water was freezing.

                “Where are the others at?” Paul demands crossing his arms as Niall looks at me confused. 

                “Honestly, I have no idea. They are probably in the house somewhere,” I mumbled, hiding my face in Niall’s chest. 

                “Let’s go then,” He demands pointing towards the house. Niall and I walk up to the back door, Paul following us close behind us. Once we got in the house we heard giggling coming from the basement causing Paul to rise an eyebrow and walk down there. Niall just shrugs at me as he leaves my side, walking up the stairs. As I stand in the kitchen all alone I absentmindedly touch my fingers to my lips, Niall Horan kissed me. I smiled as I heard him come back down the stair a towel in his hands.

                “Here you go Riley; I thought you might be a bit cold,” He explained throwing the towel over my shoulders.

                “Thank you,” I tell him with a smile as I make my way to the couch, sitting down as Niall sits beside me.  Niall and I were sitting down enjoying the quiet when we heard Paul start yelling.

                “Zayn Javaad Malik what do you think you are doing?” Causing Niall and I to raise our eyebrows, sadly we can’t hear Zayn’s reply though.  I watch as Megan and Zayn walk up the stairs and sit down in the love-seat Megan sitting on Zayn’s lap is blushing as red as a tomato as she hides her face in his chest as he continues to chuckle quietly. 

                “I’m afraid to go find Harry after finding you guys in the predicaments I did.” Paul tells us running a hand over his short hair.  I blush and hide my face under the towel when Megan and Zayn look at Niall and me.

                “So what did you guys get caught doing?” Niall asks, and even though I’m not looking at him I can tell he is wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. 

                “Nothing too terrible, it’s just I was down stairs minding my own business when Megan comes down and steals the remote. I started to tickle her and then Paul walks in, screaming about how he can’t trust any of us anymore.” Zayn tells us as Megan slides off his lap to sit on the couch.  “What about you guys, huh? I mean I doubt Paul would have went off the deep end like that just because I was ticking Megan,” The once Bradford Bad Boi asked raising a perfectly shaped black eyebrow at us.  I hid my face once more as Niall recalled our story, trying to avoid the look that Megan was giving me. Before long we heard Paul’s yells coming from upstairs.

                “I thought you were supposed to be the mature one, the smart one, the one I could trust Liam!” was all we heard from the couch before long three sets of feet were trudging down the stairs. I saw Liam first who was red in the face, followed by Louis who looked about ready to pass out, and then came Jordan who looks at my soaked state giving me a questioning glance, not wanting to answer her question I shook my head.

                “What happened up there?” I ask, as she flushes a bright red. She was about to answer when Paul came down the stairs with Harry and Abby. Jordan mouthed ‘later’ as a sleepy Louis put his head in her lap and Liam put his arm around her shoulders laying his head on her shoulder.

                “I trusted you guys, and I come over to see how you guys making out with each other, and in compromising situations. Now the only reason I’m not going to make you go back to the hotel is that we can’t get any rooms and the fans seem to think you have left the state,” Paul exclaimed as he paced around the living room, causing Louis to look fully awake. “I came here expecting to see you guys using common senses. You guys know what would happen if one of you girls got pregnant, right?” Paul asked specially looking at me.  “You guys would get hate and be bringing a child into that, and the boys you would miss important milestones, not to mention you guys would be on tour most of the year,” He told us as I hid my face in Niall’s chest for the umpteen times. I didn’t fail to notice the looks the rest of the group was giving Niall and I. “Boys you know I love you, you’re like my family but I’m not about to let you guys throw away your futures for a summer of fun. Now from what I can tell there are four rooms and there are nine of you guys so who has been sharing with who?” He asked though he looked like he already knew the answer. I peeked out of my hiding place to see that no one was talking, even Liam.  “That’s it I’m calling Simon, you guys are going home,” Declared pulling out his cellphone, but before he could do anything, Megan spoke up.

                “Zayn and I share a room, Riley and Niall do too, Harry and Abby, and Liam, Jordan and Louis,” She blabbed, as she hid her face in her hands. Zayn reached around her rubbing her back soothingly, and then mumbled something in her ear.  I looked at Paul who looked mad enough to spit fire.

                “Since it’s almost nine o’clock we are going to tackle the room situation now,” Paul announced loudly, causing Louis to fall off the couch. “This is how it is going to work girls you all keep you rooms, Jordan you will be sharing with Harry and Zayn. Louis, Liam, and Niall you guys are going to be sleeping down in the basement, and no I don’t care who gets the big couch, flip a coin or something.”  Paul finished as he stopped pacing. Sighing he turned to us, “I  am going to give you guys one more chance to prove that you guys can be trusted, after that you boys are going back to England, or worse Simon might make you go stay with him for punishment.” Paul took a look at the half asleep Louis and gave us a half smile. “Go to bed guys you look like the walking dead.”  I was about to go upstairs and change out of my wet clothes when Paul called me back.  “Riley, now I know it’s none of my business but please be careful with Niall. It looks like you already have him wrapped around your figure, just don’t break his heart.” He pleaded, his green eyes looking worried.

                “Paul I would never intentionally do anything to hurt that boy.”  I vowed looking him strait in the eyes, causing the Irish man to smile as he sat down on the couch grabbing the remote.  “Good night Paul.” I called back to him as I started up the stairs. I don’t know how it’s possible, but even though I sleep most of the day I was still tired. As I laid in my bed staring at the ceiling I couldn’t believe that I, Riley Summers, had kissed Niall Horan.