Try Not To Fall For Any Of The Boys. Alright?

"There is one rule, baby sister."

"And what would that be, big brother?"

"Try not to fall for any of the boys. Alright?"


27. Chapter 17

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Just my luck I crashed right into James, spilling his drink everywhere on him.

“Oh…I’m…I’m sorry…let me get you a towel.” I said turning around to find a towel in a closet.

He grabbed my wrist and spun me towards him. “No, it’s alright. I’ll get one just stay here.”

His blue/grey eyes held onto mine longer than they should’ve and I felt myself blush a bit before stuttering, “Erm, al-alright.”

He nodded and went off to find a towel. I stood there until he returned a minute later without a shirt. I mean I had spilled it on him but did he really feel the need to take off his shirt?

I watched him blot at the coca-cola on the floor. He got it all off and threw it in the sink from upstairs.

We stood there not looking or saying anything to each other. It was rather awkward. The no shirt thing really wasn’t helping either.

He grabbed at his hair, “Listen, I’m sorry I’ve done you wrong before Addie. You know it. You still love me and I still love you.” He grabbed my waist. Images of Niall instantly popped into my head.

“No, I don’t. I don’t love anyone because of you. I trusted you and then you go and cheat on me for a second time?” I raised my voice.

He shh’d me, “Addie, quiet down. Everyone’s sleeping.”

“Don’t tell me to quiet down. Just let me have a peaceful holiday with my boyfriend.” I snapped at him.

His eyes burned, “You call that irish bloke your boyfriend?”

I laughed without humour, “He’s been twice the boyfriend you ever were. He isn’t cheating on me either.”

He rolled his big eyes, “Don’t make me laugh, Addie. That lad in there could have ANY girl he wants because he’s in a popular band. Don’t come crying to me when you find out the hard way.”

Niall had tons of fans adoring him. He could have practically any girl he wants. Why me? I’m plain, boring Addie. We never would have met if Harry wasn’t in the band and I’d probably still be chasing after James. Thank God Harry is in One Direction.

“Just go to sleep, James. I’ll see you in the morning.”

He knew I was upset and his face softened. “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean it…you two look…happy together.”

I nodded, “We are.”

I guess he didn’t understand what happy together meant because his plump, red lips came crashing down on mine.

I tried pushing him away but his hands tightened around my wrists. He grabbed them and led them to his neck as his hands dropped to my waist. I wasn’t kissing back but he still kept going.

I heard a door open behind me, “What the actual fuck is happening…” The american accent rang. James lips parted from mine so we could look at Jaime.

“No…JAIME! This is not what it looks like.” I ran over to her. James walked downstairs.

Jaime pulled my arm into her room. “What happened…”

The tears poured out as I explained to her everything that had happened. Jaime told me that I should tell Niall in the morning about this and sent me back to my room.

I walked in, Niall was still sleeping under the sheets. He looked so adorable lying there. I gently slid over him and cuddled closer to him.

His eyes fluttered open as he realized I was there. He yawned, “Hello Addie.”

I smiled, “Hi Niall.” I croaked, my voice was a bit raspy from crying to Jaime.

His eyes looked questioning, “What’s wrong, love?” He sat up and pulled me into his lap, turning on the desk light beside us. “Why have you been crying?”

I wiped my eyes again, “Please do not get mad…let me finish the story before you say anything, alright?”

He looked worried, “Why would I get mad? Addie…”

I told him about James and how he held me hostage, practically, kissing me until Jaime interrupted.

He sat quiet for a while. His hands had dropped from around my waist and were now folded around his stomach. “It’s not your fault.”

I sighed, “But?”

“But I think I’m going to kill James.” He pushed me off of him and strode for the door. I jumped up quickly closing the door, standing in front of it.

“Addie…move now.” Niall said, angrily.

“Nope, kiss me.” I said.

He sighed, “Nope.”

“Guess I’m not moving then.” I shrugged my shoulders.

He rolled his eyes and picked me up, kicking and screaming, then set me on the other side of him. “No… didn’t anyone ever tell you that happiness is the best revenge?”

That struck a chord with him. He turned to me, “Like be super in love whenever he’s around?”

I smirked, “You pick up fast, Nialler.”

He smirked back, sexily. “Well, there’s always time for practice. I’m sure you heard the saying practice makes perfect.”

He backed me up against the door and put his hand on the door for balance. He put his other hand on the other side. His lips melted into mine. I couldn’t help but compare this kiss to James’. Niall took it so much more seriously than James’ little flings. Niall was so gentle with me and I absolutely loved it. James kisses were disgusting and I didn’t enjoy it at all.

Niall sucked on my neck. I fought back a small moan. He laughed into me and then looked me in the eyes. “I guess I found your spot.”

I blushed, sheepishly, “Maybe it’s time for some shut eye, ey?”

He swung me bridal style into his arms in one swift moment and tucked us both into bed.

We woke up in the afternoon and we both got showers, quickly before seeing what everyone else was doing. I put on a green sequence bandeau top that had matching gold bottoms. They looked really good on my tan body. I slid on a summer dress that was white cotton and stopped mid-thigh. I put my curls into a messy bun and tweaked it around so it looked good. I put my gold sunglasses on top of my head as Niall walked out of the bathroom in his blue trunks. “Ready?” He asked, getting my hand in his.

I nodded and we walked down stairs, hand-in-hand.

James scowled at me which brightened my smile. I looked at Niall who was glowering at James. I nudged him in the ribs and mouthed revenge, remember?

He sighed, “What are we doing today?”

Jaime stood up from the couch, “I think we should go to the beach.”

They all nodded and started to head for the door. I was hungry and so was Niall so we told them we’d meet with them later. I grabbed my phone and Niall grabbed his as we made our way to a little diner on the boardwalk.

I had two texts. One from Zayn and another from Louisthegreatest.

I opened Lou’s: gah, how’s the beach? I wish I was there… But I’m at Hannah’s which is the second best place and she told me to tell you that she misses you. Have fun, stay safe. ;) xx

I showed Niall the text and he put his arm around my shoulder in the booth. “Well, I can ensure you that it will be safe.”

I rolled my eyes and laughed. I texted back tell Hannah I miss her too! I don’t think we need to worry about me being safe as much as YOU being safe;) The beach is great, miss you boys.

I opened Zayn’s message: Dear God! Caroline stayed the night. Liam and I couldn’t sleep. This is very frustrating…call me when you get this. I’ve got some news for you. But I’ll probably be sleeping due to my lack of from last night. I’ll call you back though. Hope Niall’s being a good boy ;) x love zayn

I rang his phone and as predicted, he didn’t answer. Niall and I ordered sandwiches and sodas.

Niall rang home to check in with his mum.

“Okay….OKAY MUM. I’ll tell her. Love you too, bye.” Niall sighed and hung up.

I laughed, “Tell me what?”

He took a sip of his drink, “Nothing.”

I stared at him with an oh, please look. He sighed; it wasn’t hard to break him down. “It’s just that my Mum kind of wants to meet you.”

I smiled, “Nialler’s Mummy wants to meet his girlfriend!”

“This is why I didn’t want to tell you.”

“No! I want to meet her.” I held his hand under the table, “It’d be nice to get to know her.”

“Well, alright. I’ll call her later and tell her.” He gave me a quick peck before going to the loo.

I sat at the table for a minute then my phone started ringing. I looked at the i.d, it was a picture of Zayn and I showing our abs in the mirror. I answered, “Hello?”

“Vas Happenin?”

I chuckled, “Nothing, what are you up to? No details about the underage sex that occurred last night, please.”

He laughed, “Alright, I’ll get straight to it then. Erm, Simon called me and told me that I should come with you to the states next week…”

I practically choked on air, “Why?”

“He says that we sounded good together and if we record anything then he wants me to do some back vocals with you. Plus, I know my way around over there better than you do at least. He wants someone from the band and since he doesn’t know about Niall he asked me because Harry said no.”

Niall was coming back, “Erm, call me tonight, alright? I have to go. Bye.”

“By-“ I hunge up before he could finish. Niall slid into the booth.

“Who was on the phone?” He asked, curiously.

“Jaime. She wanted to know when we were coming. I told her right after we ate.”

He nodded, subconsciously and ate a part of his sandwich as did I.

Niall and I spent a good three hours at the beach and then we went on a nice walk with Ember. Niall said he really liked my friend’s personalities and he definitely saw why we were all friends. I would take that as a good thing.

My phone vibrated in my pocket all day. I knew it was Zayn, I just didn’t want to answer. I was pretty mad with him. Why would he just willingly accept this? Why didn’t he just ask Simon if Niall could go? Oh god, Niall will kill someone if Zayn goes with me and quite frankly, I wanted to live.

Niall finally went to go take a shower before we were going out to dinner so I got on my computer, opening facebook and twitter. My skype had me logged in and instantly Zayn was video chatting me.

“What?” I asked, angry with him.

“Calm down. You didn’t even let me finish.” Zayn said. Harry and Liam were sitting behind him.

“I already talked it through with these boys. They think if anyone should take you it’s me because I’ve been there more than any of them and Niall.”

He made a valid point. He knew his way round better than I did. “Okay… and?”

“And I think that Simon said he WANTED me to go.”

“I think he asked Harry to go first.” I corrected.

“Harry is going on a vacation with Caroline next week.” Zayn said.

I sighed, “Well, good luck telling Niall that it’s you.”

“Tell me what?” Niall asked, barging in the room with a towel in his hand, drying his hair. He had a pair of burgundy chinos on with a nice navy blazer and a white polo on underneath it. I bit my lip and he smiled.

I hung up the call with whoever I was talking to and shut my laptop. Niall looked really enticing.

“You look really good…” I dragged out the e in really.

He nodded, “So I’ve been told, girl.” He said in a posh voice.

He hitched my legs around his waist and I buckled my arms around his neck. He spun me around and then he got dizzy so he set me on the bed.

“What do you have to tell me?” He whined as he dried his hair.

“Oh…it’s about my trip next week.”

“Oh good. I’m very excited for you.”

I nodded, “Well I guess Simon called Zayn and told him that he wanted someone to come with me to LA.”

He looked, confused, “Are you asking me to go with you…?”

I shook my head, “He told Zayn that he wanted him to go with me.”

Niall shook his head quickly, “Absolutely not.”

“Don’t you trust me?” I asked, offended.

“I trust you entirely. It’s him I’m not sure about.” He shook his hair out like a dog.

“If you trust me then you’d let me go and NOT worry about it. I know how to handle myself. I have for almost 18 years.”

“I trust you! I just…” He ran a hand through his blonde, shaggy hair, “I need to talk to Zayn. Hand me your phone.”

I fumbled with my phone in my hand as he impatiently shook his waiting for it. He grabbed it and dialed Zayn’s number whilst leaving the room.

He came back in fifteen minutes later. He threw the phone beside me on the bed and stared out the window. His hair was pulled in every direction and his face was flushed. I can only imagine how the actual conversation went.

“You can go with him.” He mumbled, still looking out the window.

I wasn’t sure I heard him right. “What?”

He turned around, “I said, you can go with him. I made sure nothing is going to happen. Go with him. It’ll be fine.”

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