Between Us

"Layla it wasn't my fault!" Niall lied through his teeth.

"Then whose fault was it, Niall?" I asked him He looked down. I shook my head then walked away. 'I never want to see Niall James Horan again,' I thought to myself as I ran away.

Layla Sapphire Christine lives with her brother, because her parents die and he has always been the father figure. What happend when her brother gets in to the record business and they are forced to move in with some of the most famous pop stars of our generation.


7. I like you... <3

"Niall!" I yelled at him. "Stop!" I was laughing to hard. I was trying to hold my stomach, but it was no use. I'm far to ticklish for my liking.

"not till you tell me." He said grabbing on to my ticklish spot again.

"what is it you want know?" I asked him. He stopped tickling me. He was on top of me, so it was a little awkward. A good kind of awkward.

"Who do you like?" He asked me seriously. I could feel my cheeks get warm. I was blushing. I didn't answer so he started tickling me again.

"Okay! Okay! I like you! I like you!" I yelled then he stopped dead in his tracks.

"you like me?" He asked me. he got off of me and I sat up. I blushed a deep shade of red and looked down. I felt a finger under my chin. I looked in to his eyes. It then started to rain. In started off as a soft rain, but then it got a little harder

"Yes." I said. He slowly leaned in. His lips met mine and we kissed. It was slow and gentle. I felt everything that you hear in the love stories. The bombs, the fireworks, and even the tingles you get whenever he touches you. He slowly pulled away. I smiled wildly and then he grabbed my and pulled me over to the swings. He sat me on the swings as he pushed me. I giggled like a little school girl, and then i jumped when i was at my highest. I landed on my bum, and then I laughed. I got up and ran to the slide. I slid down and was greeted by Niall at the bottom. He kissed me and then ran away. I ran after him and then he turned around and stopped dead in his tracks. He held out his arms. I looked at him like he was crazy.

"what are you doing?" I asked him. He was halfway across the grass part of the park.

"Just run and jump." He yelled back.

"are you crazy?" I yelled at him.

"A little. Trust me. I will lift you!" I thought he was crazy. I took off my shoes and ran towards him. Once i got close to him he lifted me up bridal style and spun me around. I could feel him loose balance and we both fell to the ground. I landed on top of him and we both laughed.

"I don't want you to get sick. We should go." I said loud enough for him to hear. He pecked my lips the we both got up and we ran to the car. We were both soaking wet. We drove home and walked in side.

"You both had me worried sick! Where were you? Why are you wet?" Tyson asked. We both looked at each other.

"I can answer that." Sarah said walking in. I raised my eyebrow at her. "follow me." We all followed her to the t.v. and saw that we were recorded from the very beggining of the tickle war all the way to us running to the car. Tyson raised an eyebrow at me this time and I just shrugged my shoulders.

"what? We were just having a little fun." I said.

"go to your room." He told me. I then got very angry.

"I'm 19! You can't tell me what to do! You aren't my Dad!" I yelled at him. At ran up stairs. I slammed my door closed and screamed as loud as I could. I then kicked the bed and yelped in pain. "AHHHHH!" I screamed. I got up and took a warm shower and put on some sleep clothes. I layed on pillow and thought of my mom and dad.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled in to my pillow. "I'm sorry for not being like Tyson. I know he was always the perfect child. I'm sorry for being a jerk to you guys. I'm sorry for not treating you like I sohuld." I then was sobbing. My parents and I had a not so good relationship.


"Why can't you be more like your brother?" My mother yelled at me.

"I'm my own person Mom!" I yelled back at her.

"He has good grades, and he is a good child!" She yelled.

"I'm sorry I don't fit in! I'm sorry that I'm not your perfect little angel!"

"I just wished you understood!" She yelled at me and then she went out of the house with a dissapointed looking Father. They got in the car a drove away.

That was the last time I saw them before they past.

**End of flashback**

I hated myslef for that day. I know it was my fault, but Tyson tries to tell me that it wasn't. I slowly cried myslef to sleep.


I woke up to someone slightly knocking on the door.

"Layla? Love, are you awake?" I heard Niall ask.

"Yeah." My voice cracked.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I looked at him.

**Niall's Point Of View**

She looked at me with puffy red eyes. I walked over to her bed and sat by her feet.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She said turning around.

I layed down behind her and rapped my arm around her.

"I want to take you somewhere tonight." I said. She turned over to look at me.

"you really don't have to-" I cut her off.

"I want to." I started leaning in to kiss her. But she put a finger to my lips.

"Morning breath." She winked at me and went in to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth then came back out and kissed me. She was wearing sweats and one of my sweatshirts. I wonder how she got that.

"Where did you get that sweatshirt?" I asked

"I found it on the couch. Why is it yours. You can have it back. Just not right now...I'm not wearing anything under it..." She said looking down. I felt my eyes buldge out of my head and then I walked out of her room and grabbed her hand.

"Lets go eat breakfest." I said. She chuckled and then we went downstairs.

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