Just Love Me (Niall Horan)

"You know love," an Irish accent behind me taunted,"You'd look a lot more beautiful if you opened up your eyes." "I got a shit ton of salt water and sunscreen in my eyes so fuck up and leave me alone," I muttered irritably, hesitantly turning my head around and getting ready to shove my annoying little brother all the way to China. He would have to be patient though, I was way too exhausted to do anything quickly. Despite the immense amount of pain I was feeling, I cracked my eyes open a bit and saw a pair of manly legs that definitely weren't my brothers standing in front of me. The voice laughed again, "My eyes are up here, love," it taunted, pissing me off. I was in no mood for annoying flirts. "Why the hell do you keep calling me love anyway," I muttered rhetorically, still staring at the ground. "Because that's what I want to do. Love you." he muttered, not as flirty and more to himself. "Perv" I muttered back, amused at how much he was trying. "Just look at me babe, ok?" he said more confident. That crossed the line. "Don't fucking call me babe!" I yelled and finally glared up at his face. I immediately regretted those words.