The Blonde Boy

Niall Horan has just moved to Seattle and is utterly lost in this new world. His mum and dad fight constantly, his sister has an abusive boyfriend, and he can't escape the madness going on in his new home. That is, until he meets Peyton.

Peyton LaCosta has lived in Seattle her whole life. She seems to have everything in life she's ever wanted- amazing friends, loving parents, and not to mention a great home life. Yet even with everything she has, she feels completely lonely. That is, until she meets Niall.


11. More Than Friends

A/N: I'm back! School's been out for about 2 weeks, but I've actually gotten so bored that this is all I want to do. So let's hope I can just continue this cause I gave up for a while. Anyway, enjoy. ~Sarah


I woke up, but in an unfamiliar space. Turning over, I see Niall, giving myself a mini heart-attack. How the hell did I get in here? I try to slowly sit up and slide out of bed so Niall doesn't notice me, but it's too late. By the time I take two steps towards the door Niall's eyes flutter open and see me in my escape. I give up and walk over to sit down next to him. 

"How did I get in here, Niall?" I ask. He just chuckles. 

"Last night at like 4 you came in and told me you were having a bad dream, so you lied down next to me and cuddled me."

"I did what?" I was shocked at my own behavior. That's when he really started laughing.

"It's okay, I knew you were half asleep so I didn't mind." I blush at the thought of me cuddling practically a stranger. Yet again, we did kiss the day we first met. 

"So, I kind of wanted to talk to you about something. I mean, if you don't mind." Niall speaks softly and pierces me with his bright blue eyes. They suck me in and I just nod  my head yes.

"Yesterday.. did that mean anything to you?" He looked nervous as he spoke.

"Which part?" 

"Well partially I mean the kiss from the day we first met, and also the date." I blush remembering our foodfight. 

"Yeah, it did. I actually really like you Niall." I stare at my feet, hanging off the bed.

"Well that's good because I was about to say the same for you." My heart is skipping beats as he keeps talking. 

"So what does the miraculous Peyton want to do today? Picnic in the park? Dip in the pool?" Both sounded marvelous. Anything would be fine if I was with him.

"I mean both would be fine. My mom left early this morning and won't be home until late so we're free all day. Wait, what day is it?" I frantically check my phone. Thursday. Did we skip school?

"Shit, we forgot about school." I curse, covering my mouth after it comes out. Oops. 

"Oh well, who cares. One day won't hurt." Niall stands up, stretching out his arms and running his fingers through his hair. He then looks at me. "Hey, do you mind? I have to change." His eyes lean towards the door and I walk out. I turn around and face the door, leaning against the opposite wall. 

"So are we swimming then, Niall?" I shout to the door.

"If you want, I brought a swimsuit." 

"Ok, I'll be changing." I open my door and frantically search for the cutest bikini I own. I find my cliche yellow polka-dotted bikini and slip it on, hoping the April weather wouldn't change my mind about this. When I'm done I run a brush through my bed-head and clean my eyes of leftover makeup. 

When I walk out of my room Niall is standing there waiting. And man, was he tone. His bare upper-body revealed tan abs and muscular biceps. I practically stand there for a minute just taking in his pure beauty. Although he seemed to do the same.

"Wow, you look great." He said. We just stand and stare at each other until I open my mouth.

"I could say the same to you." He laughs and moves his head in the direction of the kitchen. I grab some snacks and head out the sliding door to my awaiting pool. Luckily the heater had been running for a while and it shouldn't be too cold. I put the snacks down on the table and grab some towels. All of a sudden Niall gets a smirk on his face, and I know what he's about to do.

"Let's go for a swim." He laughs and picks me up, throwing me into the pool. I scream and wipe the water from my eyes. He's on his knees, tears brimming his eyes while he laughs his head off. 

"I'll get you for that." I get out of the pool and walk to the toybox, grabbing a squirtgun and jumping back into the pool. 

"Please no!" He yells, but its too late. I fill up the squirtgun and aim it right at his bare stomach. He practically falls over and then starts laughing. "I guess I deserved that."

A/N: Sorry this chapter isn't done yet, so don't worry. But I've been up late writing this so I'll finish it in the next day or so. Stay lovely.



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