Everything About You

~*Niall Horan fanfic*~

Bri always hated her little sister, Kristi. but one day Kristi would lead her to the love of her life, Niall Horan. But in order for their relationship to survive they must deal with the friendships, betrayal, drama, and suspense that lays ahead.

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6. If Only You Knew

~ Bri's P.O.V. ~

"Now come inside!" I yelled at him again.

"Not until you hug me." He said. I sighed and walked outside and hugged him. Maybe I should have thought before I acted cause now I was soaked as well. We both laughed and I led him inside. I got him a towel and some of my brothers old cloths. He went into the bathroom and dried off and changed. I went to my room and did the same. This time it was fuzzy green pajamas! My favorite color is green. When I walked out of my closet, Niall was sitting on my bed looking at a picture. It was funny how well my brother's clothes fit him. It felt right with a guy in the house again.

It was a very old picture. So old it was hard to remember the day it was taken, but with enough thought I remembered it just fine. It was a sunny, spring day about 12 years ago. My sister wasn't even born yet and I was only 5.  I wanted to play outside so bad, but my mom had set me on her lap and started to sing to me to calm me down. When I finally had a smile on my face, she took me over to the couch where my dad had picked me up and swung me onto his shoulders. My mom sat down on the couch with my brother ,who was only 16, and my dad stood behind the couch with his hands on my moms shoulders. He told me to smile and before I knew it, the picture was taken.

"Who is this?" My thoughts were interrupted by Niall's voice. I looked down at the picture to see who he was pointing at.

"That was my brother 12 years ago." I told him. "And that was my mom and me." I pointed to the two female figures in the picture. He laughed.

"And I'm guessing this was your father?" He asked pointing at my dad. I looked down and frowned.

"Ya." I mumbled. "He umm.. left... along time ago." I sighed.

"O, I'm so sorry." He apologized.

"It's ok. You didn't know." I said back.

He kept asking questions about my family. They were mostly about my dad and I was becoming a little uncomfortable. Some of the questions were okay, but others were harder to answer. I wanted to answer to his curiosity, but it was just too hard. If only he knew how hard it was to talk about my dad.

~ Niall's P.O.V. ~

I could tell that I was getting a little too personal with my questions. Bri started to hang back and I could tell she was about to burst into tears. I was just curious, but I knew that I should stop now. She suggested watching a movie until the rain ended and I gladly agreed.

She lead me to the living room and looked through a stack of movies on the floor. She picked out The Hunger Games. She put it into the DVD player and plopped down on the couch next to me. We laughed when ever Effie talked in her capitol accent and cried when Rue died, but when the movie had ended I found Bri fast asleep at my feet. She looked so peaceful. I didn't want to wake her up so I just laid my head down on a pillow and fell asleep as well. If only she knew that I think I love her.

~ Louis's P.O.V. ~

"Where's Niall? I asked sitting down on the couch to watch the reruns of today's soccer game with Liam and Zayn.

"I don't know." Zayn said never tearing his eyes of the TV. Harry walked into the room.

"What are you guys talking about?" He asked.

"Just wondering where Niall was." I replied.

"O, he's still at Bri's I think" He said back with a wink.

"O." I said.

"Who's Bri?" Liam asked looking at me for a second and then turning back to the TV.

"Just a girl Niall met today." I winked at Harry. Harry rolled his eyes and then looked at Liam and Zayn.

"Ya and on their date Louis tagged along and so did Bri's friend. Louis totally likes her." He continued.

Now I was blushing. "Do not." I muttered. Liam and Zayn both looked at me and rolled their eyes with a smile on their faces.

"Aw what the heck, you caught me, I like her." I admitted.

"Thought so!" Harry laughed.

"So, what's her name?" Liam asked.

"Cynda" I replied. They were to interested in the soccer game to care about what I was saying now. I rolled my eyes and got up and went to bed.

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