Nobody Compares (Niall Horan fan fiction)

Liz moves to Mullingar, Ireland after her parents' divorce. It's just her and her dad, who's constantly at work so her neighbor, Maura, decides Liz needs some looking after. Things start to feel pretty normal, just like her life back home, until Maura's son Niall comes home.


7. Movie Day

Liz's P.O.V. 


My dad had already gone to work when I got home, much to my relief. I quickly got showered, pulled my hair up into a tight bun, and then picked out a more lazy outfit. I had on my black capri length leggings, a large grey Ohio State hoodie, and my black Converse. It had already been about an hour since I had gotten home and not wanting to waste a minute of time spent with Niall, I rushed over to his house. I knocked on the door and almost immediately he had opened it with a huge smile on his face. 

"Hey!" He said, a bit too excited. He stood there and looked me over twice. 

"Hi, can I come in?" I said smiling at him.

"Oh right, yeah." He let me into the house and as I was about to walk towards the living room when he stopped me. "Were gonna watch movies up in my room, if you don't mind. My bed's comfier than the couch and all my movies are up there." 

"Oh, yeah that's fine." I said, a bit nervous. We walked up to his room, there was a big bed in the middle of the room and the telly was actually bigger than the one in the living room. I jumped into the middle of the bed, settling myself in the soft blue duvet..

"Yeah, it is comfier than the couch." I said giggling.

"Yeah," He replied with a small laugh, reaching his arm up to scratch the back of his neck. He was nervous. 

"Well come on and join me then, what movie are we watching?" I tried to make it seem like I wasn't nervous to try and make him a bit more comfortable. 

"Pick a number, one through, uhm, eighty-four I think." He called over his shoulder as he walked over to the shelves in the corner. 

"Eleven, my favorite number."

"Good choice!" He said, holding up the case for me to see. Final Destination 5. I absolutely hated scary movies, they made me afraid of the smallest things for days. I just nodded my head and smiled a bit, to not seem too much of a child. He put the DVD in and pressed play, then jumped on the bed to join me. I sat cross legged while he laid on his stomach next to me. The movie started and was about 10 or 15 minutes in, I thought I would be fine watching it, I could definitely put on a brave face for Niall. And then the first person died. I tried my best to ignore it but the people just kept dying, with the blood flying everywhere, I cringed back. I heard Niall laugh, 'Why is he laughing, that's just sick', I thought but then I looked at him and realized that he was just laughing at me. He rolled around and pulled me down so that I was laying beside him with my head on his chest. 

"We could watch something else." He said, I could feel the rumble of his chest when he spoke and I could feel his arm around me. I felt safe with him. 

"No, I'm fine." I said. He pulled me in tighter just to be sure and then we watched the rest of the movie, with me closing my eyes and him squeezing me tighter into his chest during every scary part. The movie finally ended and Niall was about to sit up to pick out another movie when I pushed him back down. I got up and walked over to his shelves, I could feel his eyes on my back. As payback for the scary one I pulled out the girliest movie he owned, The Notebook, and showed him the case. He pulled a face at me, making me laugh, as I turned to put it in. I pressed play and sat back in the middle of the bed. Once again, Niall pulled me close to his side, this time kissing me on the cheek, making me blush. We watched the whole movie laughing and smiling, and at the end, I tried to stop the tears but they just kept coming. It was one of my favorite movies and it made me cry every time. I turned my head so that I could wipe away the tears without Niall seeing but I was too late. He grabbed my chin and pulled my face up to look at him. He reached up with his other hand and gently wiped off the tears, kissing me on the cheek again. I turned me head slightly to press my lips to his soft ones, and he quickly deepened the kiss. He turned slightly and leaned on one elbow so that he was hovering over my body, lips still moving against mine. My hands moved up, one resting on his chest and the other sliding around his neck pulling his closer to me. I could feel his other hand travel up and down my body, and finally sliding underneath my hoodie, but just sliding over my stomach and around to my back before pulling away. 

"My turn to pick." He mumbled against my lips with a smile, getting up off the bed. 

"Nooooo" I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him back down. 

"Yeeeessss" He whined, imitating me. "How about we order a pizza first though? I'm starving." 

"Sure, with bacon!" I said, he just smiled at me and picked up his phone, ordering two medium pizzas. While he was on the phone he popped in another scary movie. The pizza came about a half an hour later and we ate it quickly, Niall eating a whole pizza by himself. We spent the rest of the day laying around and laughing, barely paying attention to the movies we kept playing, between the kisses and the conversation. We never went farther than second base but each little touch had my body screaming out for him. I hadn't been paying attention to the time, but soon enough, my dad texted saying he was on his way home with dinner. I didn't want to leave, but I got up anyway, putting on my shoes and trying to squeeze in a few more kisses before I left. 


Niall's P.O.V. 


As she was trying to get ready to leave, I got a text from Paul. Recording was going to start for the new album next week, I had to fly back to London. But I didn't want to leave Liz, just as things were getting good. We had spent the whole day together, cuddling and watching movies. I got a crazy Idea. I walked her to her door.

"So, uhm, what are you doing in the next few weeks maybe?" I asked her, unable to stop myself. 

"Nothing I don't think, why?" 

"Do you want to go to London with me? I've got to go back for a few weeks to start recording but I want to spend more time with you. You could come meet the boys."

"Yeah," she said, blushing like mad. "I'd like that." She leaned up on her tippy toes to kiss me. Every time our lips touched, I could feel like an electric current running through my body. It surprised me, how much strength I had today, resisting her. She pulled away, only to be pulled back again into what was turning into another make-out session like earlier. 

"Ahem, excuse me." A voice said from behind us, causing us to pull away fast. 

"Oh, uhm, Dad, this is Niall." She said, introducing us. I reached out and shook his hand.

"Hello, sir." I tried to sound polite, I think I just sounded scared. 

"Nice to meet you, Niall." He replied, sounding honest enough. "Excuse me." he said, walking between us and into the house. 

"He was really calm, that was weird." Liz muttered beside me. 

"Alright well, you should probably tell your Dad about London, we could leave on Thursday? That gives us, uhm four days right?" 

"Yeah, I'll text you later tonight." She said, and with one last kiss she was gone. 

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