The story of a girl who got abused by her brother, but she finds love when she meets Niall. Will their love be able to withstand all of the obstacles that are in their way?


14. Moving in

Jessica's POV:

It was 2 hours later and me and Niall were at Louis'. We were helping him get all of his things into the moving van that was parked outside in his driveway. I grabbed a box of books and lifted it up with my knee. I walked it out of the library, through the living room, and into the hallway, where Niall was just coming back from dropping something off in the van. He kissed me on the cheek as he passed. I smiled and continued carrying the box outside.

I stepped up on the platform and one more step brought me into the van. I set the box down  on a small bookshelf. (Ironic huh?) I looked around. We had brought in the furniture (the couch, dining room table, chairs, recliners, etc.), boxes, and wall decorations that were too big to fit in the boxes. Louis had donated a lot of his stuff to charity, so there was a lot less than I had expected it to be.

"Have you never seen a van before?" Louis' British accent rang through the air. I spun around quickly. Louis was standing right behind me, holding a large box. I blushed and looked at my feet shyly. I started walking out of the moving van, shuffling my feet. Louis put his hand under my chin and lifted my face up. Not in a romantic way, but in a best-friendly way. We both burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard that he dropped the box he was carrying. "Shit." he mumbled. "At that wasn't glass." he said, still laughing. He picked up the box and put in on the ground beside the couch.

We both walked back into the house and got more boxes. Soon, with the three of us, all of the boxes were in the van. Louis hopped in the driver's seat of the van and I sat in the middle, leaving the other side to Niall. Niall put his hand over mine. I flipped my hand and interlocked our fingers.

Louis pulled up in the house next to ours' driveway. Oh yeah, did I mention that he was moving in next to us? Anyway, he parked the van and we all got out. We decided that we were going to take out all of the boxes first, so that's what we did. I picked up a box full of silverware. I brought it into his new kitchen and set it on the counter. I walked back outside to the van and grabbed another box, bringing it into the library.

After all of the boxes were in, I took out a small bookshelf (the same one that I had set the box on earlier) and tried bringing it out to the library. It was a little heavy, especially since I wasn't that strong. Niall met me in the living room, and he saw me struggling. He smiled and grabbed the other end of it, walking backwards into the library.

"Thanks." I mumble. "Sure thing Princess." He responds and turns towards me. I got lost in his beautiful light blue eyes. I leaned in and so did he. We kissed and it was magical. He licked my bottom lip and I opened my mouth. I could feel his tongue slip in my mouth. About a minute later, Louis yelled from behind us, "Ewwwwww! Wait until you're out of my house!" I pulled away, blushing and slowly walked out of the room. I brought in some more things before I sat down on the floor of the moving van, breathing heavy.

Louis and Niall both came in and picked up the couch. "Why don't you just sit on the furniture we're trying to move?" Louis suggested, sarcastically. "Okay." I responded. I jumped up and hopped on the couch. Niall laughed. "You're so heavy." Niall joked. "Take that back!" I scream. "I was only kidding. You're one of the skinniest people I know." he said. "What about me?!?!?" Louis questioned really loudly, causing us to all laugh.

"Hold on!" Lou yelled. "To what?" I asked, but too late because they practically jumped off the van, skipping over the platform. That sent me flying like three feet off the couch and when I landed, I almost fell off. I layed down so that couldn't happen again. They carried the couch inside and sat it down in the center of the living room, facing the flat screen that they had hooked up a couple days ago. They both sat down; Niall above (or beside really) my head and Louis on my legs.

"Louis get off me!" I screamed, wiggling to get free. "No thank you." Louis said, laughing at my lame attempts to free myself. "Since you can't get away..." Niall smiled. "Niall you wouldn't." I said, rather loudly. "Oh, but I would." he laughed and jumped off the couch. He got on his knees on the carpet and started tickling me. I was screaming and laughing at the same time. "Niall. Pl-ease s-stop." I stuttered, still screaming my head off.

Niall kissed me and then stopped tickling me. I sat bolt upright and punched Niall in the shoulder. Then, I turned around and punched Louis too. "What was that for?" he questioned. "I don't know. Maybe for holding me down!" I yelled. They both laughed. We all walked outside and brought in the rest of the furniture.

We finished unloading his stuff and sat down. 'Thanks." Louis said. "Yeah." Niall said and I just nodded my head. Me and Niall left a few minutes later.

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