When It Was You and Me

Cassidy Morgan has always been your average teenage girl. That is until One Direction performs at her Sweet Sixteen. Now it's about 2 years later, and she's dating Niall Horan. But when a misunderstanding occurs, everything goes crazy. Punches are thrown, tears are shed, and nobody knows why's going to happen next. All that they know, is that forever may have to wait.


2. Just me and Niall... And Louis... and Harry....

(two years later)

 "Good morning, beautiful," Niall whispered in my ear.
"Mornin, handsom," I laughed.
He kissed my cheek and carried me bridal style to the kitchen. 
I lightly hit his chest and I buried my head into his neck. 
I kissed him firmly on the lips and he kissed back. He plopped me on the counter and he put his arms around my waist. I kissed him again and played with his hair. "You know we eat there!" Louis yelled.
"Oh, come on boobear. I'm sure you have done things WAY worse than making out on the counter," I said.
Niall started laughing and Lou gave me a annoyed glance.
"Aw, c'mon Lou. I was just having some fun," I said.
"No! It wasn't funny!" he fake cried.
I went over and gave him a hug and said "I'm sorry babe," 
"Well, if your truly sorry," he said sassily. "I suppose I could forgive you,"
I loved how I was able to joke around with the boys, and none of them would get mad. Just hit me with a pretty lame comebacks is all they do.
I have been traveling with my boyfriend, Niall, all around the world on tour. The good thing was that the tour was now over, and we were currently residing in London. Only problem was that management made me get my own apartment to live in. They thought that I would be a distraction to the boys. Bit despite what they say, Niall sleeps over at my apartment and I sleep in their apartment most of the time.
Just then, the others came piling into the kitchen. They raided the cupboards and rummaged through the fridge.
"Um guys? I'm making breakfast now," I said, pointing to the stove which held eggs, sausage and bacon. The toast in the toaster popped and Niall rushed over to remove it.
"CRAP!" he yelled as he dropped the toast onto the counter. "That's hot," 
I giggled, picked it up by my index finger and thumb, and dropped it onto the paper plate.
"Thank you," Niall said.
I kissed him on the cheek and sat on the couch. I opened up my laptop to twitter, and started a new tweet.
"Thank u to all tht came to One Direction's last concert of the tour. Love u all! ��"
I smiled and looked at the comments that were already building.
"Your welcome! It was amazing!"
"I love you! You and Niall r adorable!"
"They were great!"
"Shut up, slut,"
Ouch, that hurt. 
"Bitch," I mumbled. 
There is always gonna be that one person who ruins it all, but I tend to ignore it.
I close it and hurry to the kitchen, where the boys are devouring the breakfast. Niall had the most on his plate. 
"Babe! You didn't save any for me?" I asked, putting my hands on his shoulders.
He looked up at me with his mouth full of food.
He handed me a piece of bacon and I bit it from his hand.
I sit on his lap and eat from his plate.
"Hey!" he said.
"Get over it," I smiled, plopping a piece of sausage into my mouth.
He picks me up by my waist and carries me to our room.
I screamed.
He laid me down on the bed and knelt down to kiss me. He tried to take off his shirt, but I stop him. 
"Uh uh uh!" I said. "Not until we are married,"
He groaned and rolled over. 
"C'mon!" I said, pulling him out of bed.
"Where are we going?" he moaned.
"We have an interview. So you need to go shower and I need to do my hair and makeup,"
I headed off to my makeup and hair supplies, while Niall headed off towards the shower. Before he hopped in, he came over to me in his towel.
"Wanna come in with me?" he said with a smile.
I gave him a look. A look that says, "I don't think so,"
He shrugged and closed the bathroom door.
I went back to straightening my long wavy hair. Inept it simple, i put my hair into a high ponytail. I did light makeup, just a light brown eyeshadow, eyeliner, some fake eyelashes and a bit of lip gloss. I put on a light orange dress that ended at my knees. It was the middle of autumn, so I put a white mini jacket over it. I looked at myself in the mirror and played with my necklace that had two little diamonds in the middle. Niall had gotten it for me on my birthday, and I never take it off. Only to shower and stuff like that.
He came out in his boxers and carried a button down white shirt, and some a pair of jeans. 
"Very nice," I laughed.
He got dressed, and we headed down to the limo, hand in hand.
When we got out and headed into our the building, fans swarmed the entrance. I clutched Nialls arm as he lead me inside.
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