Endlessly (A One Direction Love Story)

Anika has always been friends with Liam Payne. She forced him to play with her dolls when they were little, saw him in the front row at each of her dance recitals, forced him into the car for hours while she drove to auditions, and made him critique her every move at the studio. But two years ago, she sat backstage as her best friend sang his heart out for the second time. But this time, instead of coming home after two weeks, he was gone. For good. Liam and Ana still spend every waking hour together, but things are different. Niall and Ana are spending every waking hour together, and Liam's jealous. Will it be the classic story of the best friends who are meant to be, or are Liam and Ana destined to be... just friends?


24. Twitcam



"I'm tirreedddddd." I whined, waltzing into the living room while pulling a pair of Niall's track pants on to cover my half revealed ass. Yes, I did hang around in Niall's flat in my underwear. No, that did not mean we were 'doing it.' It simply meant we were back to being the friends we were before, and I was too damn lazy to put on pants 90% of the time.


"Ana, make yourself decent!" Niall teased, grinning up at me from his laptop screen.


"Ugh, you're not doing a filmy-thingy right now are you?" I scratched my chin and pulled my hair into a messy bun.


"A twitcam? Yeah, I am, so get your bum over here." Niall chuckled, and let out a yawn that would have rattle the earth. I sighed and flopped down next to him on the couch, pulling his snapback off his head and putting it on my own.


"Hello, Niall fans." I waved at the screen and followed Niall, yawning. I pressed my head into his shoulder and closed my eyes. "I... am tired."


"And I'm Irish." Niall teased again, arching his back and wincing as his back popped. I grimaced and propped my feet up on the coffee table.


"How do you do these? It's so boring." I flipped on the TV to a Manchester match and scratched my arms lazily.


"Jesus, do you have fleas or summit?" Niall said, making a face at me as he scrolled through comments and played around on his guitar.


"No, I'm just bored and felt like scratching a layer of my skin off." I raised my eyebrows at him. Niall snorted as he read a comment.


"At Niall's gurl, no, we're not. And no, we didn't." Niall scrolled again as I leaned over and tried to read the comment.


"Scroll bacccckkkk I wanna know what she asked." I whined, tugging on the sleeve of Niall's shirt. I paused and recoiled. "Hey, you're actually wearing a shirt that covers your nipples today." Niall swatted my hand away and laughed, pluacking a string on his guitar and looking at a comment.


"Hello, Venezuela." He called.


"Hello, Venezuela!" We chorused at the same time, cracking up. The last time we had done a twitcam, Niall and I had repeated every hello after he said it once, and we thought we were the funniest people around. Some things had sort of seemed forced since the run in with my family, though. Now he knew why I was so messed up, so wild.


"Wait, wait, it's the gum ad!" I slapped Niall's arm and we kept a straight face as we recited the entire ad, which they played every break during the Manchester games. When we were done, Niall and I stared at each other for a second and then burst out laughing.


"Hey, did Liam tell you he's made a Youtube channel?" I asked, slapping Niall's arm to get his attention.


"Yeah, he keeps filming random crap and saying it's going on his channel, but he hasn't actually made any videos yet." Niall replied, strumming a few chords. I wrinkled my nose and put on an American accent.


"That little bitch." I said, trying to sound like a valley girl. Niall laughed and crossed his arms.


"Amy, watch your language." He said in his valley girl voice.








"Yesssssssssss!" We shouted back in forth in our weird voices before cracking up. Why, oh why, were we so freaking awesome?


The world will never know.


There was a chirp as someone Niall followed commented on the Twitcam, and we both looked up to see a comment from @ZaynMalik1D. I laughed as I read.


@ZaynMalik1D would you two shut up? I can hear you from my flat


"Oh, snap, get on twidah, gurrrrllll." Niall said, trying to do the valley girl voice, but his irish accent rang through when he said twitter. I wasn't one to comment, as when I said it it sounded like 'Tittah.'


"Ugghhhh no I'm too lazy. Sorry to disappoint, Niall." I yawned, stretching my arms over my head. Niall tickled me side and I brought my arm down so fast I elbowed him right in the crotch. "NiallIamsosorry!!!" I shouted at record speed, slapping both of my hands over my mouth. Niall was doubled over with his hands in his lap, making pained noises. I awkwardly started rubbing his back, not sure what to do in this situation. Now was not an appropraite time to offer to kiss it and make it better.


"Wellll I think you've had enough. Love you all to the moon and back, and Niall would say the same if he could... formulate a sentence at the moment." I said, holding in a chuckle as I smiled at the laptop camera.


"Night." Niall croaked, and I shut off the camera.



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