Forever Young Chapter 11
It had been a very lazy morning. Louis left the table soon after I finished eating to call his mother whom he missed, and we settled around the living room, some watching the TV while others browsed the tumblr and twitter. No one had bothered changing out of their sleepwear and so when Liam suggested making a random video in our pajamas, I laughed loudly and declined his offer.
"Why not? You look fine," Harry said, flopping down heavily on the couch next to me.
"Nope, I won't do it. I'll record you guys though,"
"But what's the point of making the video?" Melanie asked, moving from her seat on the floor to the other couch.
"We'll put it online, you know, show our fans what we're doing in Canada. Just tell them about random stuff. Niall will want to tell them about all the Canadian foods we've been trying, right Niall?" Liam said. Niall laughed.
"Well then you can count me out. I'll be honest with you. Your fans are vicious," Melanie said.
"Oh," Liam said with a frown. Then his face lit up. "We should do the Cinnamon Challenge!"
"Mate, people have died doing that," Niall pointed out.
"I've seen loads of people throw up because of it," I added, wrinkling my nose in disgust.
"Well, I'm on Melissa's tumblr right now and she's got loads of messages from her inbox, and that picture you guys," Melanie said, pointing to Harry and I, "Has a couple thousand views. Plus, loads of fans have left her questions, asking Melissa if she can answer them, so why not go through them and answer a few?" Melanie suggested.
"Instead of doing something stupid," I threw in.
"But Zayn isn't here," Liam pouted.
"Then we'll check some of the questions and prepare some. We'll do it tonight. But maybe someone should call first and ask. I don't know if we're allowed to do something like that," Harry said, lifting himself from the couch. I turned back to temple run while Harry left to go find Louis.
"Mel, look," Melanie said. With my laptop in her hands, she crossed the room and plopped down next to me, showing me the screen. It was an article from Sugarscape's website with the headline 'Niall's Canadian Lady Friend?'
A rumor rose a few weeks ago about the boys taking a vacation to visit one of the member's family, and the pictures below prove just this; One Direction is in Canada. As we know, the 5 boys have captured the hearts of girls all over the world, and so when they were spotted downtown Montreal, QC without Zayn, we couldn't help but wonder who the two lovely ladies accompanying them were. We noticed that our favorite little leprechaun seemed a little too close to one of the girls to our liking. The small group spent the afternoon shopping and were reportedly seen going into a movie theater later that evening. The pictures below show a young lady hand-in-hand with Niall. Who is she? And does this mean that Niall Horan is off the market?
I scrolled down and stared dumbly at the pictures below. There were several of the entire group, but there was indeed one where Niall and I could be seen sharing a laugh while holding hands.
"Louis punched me!" Harry wailed, sprinting into the living room. "What's that?" He asked, stopping abruptly behind me. He leaned against the back of the sofa and read the article on the screen.
"Oh…" He said, "That's certainly interesting,"
"What is it?" Liam asked, muting the television to which Nicolas and Michael protested to and finally retreated to Michael's room to continue watching the movie.
"Sugarscape posted an article about us being in Canada, but they went and wrote in that Melissa was Niall's… what was it? Canadian lady friend or something like that?"
"Did they really?" Louis asked, walking into the living room and tucking his phone into his pajama pocket.
Everyone was either looking at me or Niall. I suppose it was inevitable. No one thought that we were going to be spotted, but they obviously had. There was no point in getting upset over it. The only thing that bothered me was the fan's possible reaction. I looked at Niall and shrugged.
"Nothing to do about it now, is there? Just ignore it," I said, turning back to my game of temple run. I was close to beating my record.
"Niall mate, fans are going to ask you if you're single. What are you going to say?" Louis winked.
"Louis, you're putting Niall on the spot," Liam cooed.
Louis leaped onto Niall and pinned him into the couch, which resulted in the others pouncing onto the pile. Melanie and I retreated up to my room when the boys began throwing pillows.
"Don't break anything," I hollered to them, already half way up the stairs.
"Does it seriously not bother you?" Melanie asked, closing the door behind her. "I thought you'd get mad or something,"
"Well, I suppose it was bound to happen," I said, collapsing on my bed.
Melanie and I spent a few hours on my room talking about gossip, clothes, and the boys. We had gone downstairs to retrieve a bag of chips and some drinks. The 4 boys had set up the x-box and were too busy playing to really notice us. We had been in the middle of gushing over Ryan Gosling when I remembered something.
"So, I have something to tell you," I said, popping a chip in my mouth.
"You're moving back to London with Niall?" Melanie guessed.
"Close," I said.
"What?" She asked, sitting up.
"I applied for the Royal Academy of Music," I told her casually.
"WHAT?" She shrieked. She launched forward and pulled me into a hug.
"Mel, I'm so proud of you!" She said, hugging me tightly.
"Thanks," I smiled back. I was beginning to really feel excited about the whole thing.
"Do the others know?" She asked, pulling away.
"No, why would they?" I asked.
"Well, then it means that you'll be on the same continent as Niall. Problem solv-"
Just then, my door flew open and Liam popped his head in.
"What's going on? Why are you girls yelling?" He asked, coming in the room followed by Niall, Louis and Harry who sat next to me and took the bag of chips form my hands.
"Harry!" I scolded, snatching the bag back. "I was just telling Melanie something," The boys seemed to be unfazed about our girl talk and they all settled comfortably in my room.
"Well we want to know!" Louis said in a girly tone. He batted his eyelashes and Niall laughed loudly. That was another thing I liked about Niall; He was always laughing.
"Are you sure?" I asked slowly.
"Yes!" They chorused.
"Alright… well… my period is finally over!" I said, clapping my hands together happily.
Harry who had been taking a large gulp straight from the carton of grape juice choked loudly while Liam and Niall grimaced in disgust. Louis rolled over and pretended to retch loudly onto my carpet.
"Harry!" I scolded again; reaching for the box of Kleenex to wipe away the purple juice that had ran down his front and onto my white blankets. Too late. Now I was stuck with a large purple stain.
"Well it's not my fault! I didn't need to know that!" He protested.
"I was only kidding! I told Melissa that I had sent an application to University," I laughed.
"Oh really? What University?" Liam asked politely.
I hesitated.
"She applied to the Royal Academy of Music," Melanie answered.
"That's in London!" Niall said with a wide smile.
"Yeah, and it's really hard to get into," Liam said.
"Now I really want to hear you play piano," said Harry, reaching for my cat at the end of my bed. She curled up onto his chest.
"That's no fair!" Melanie complained.
"What?" Louis said.
"Melissa's cat hates everyone! She bites me all the time! Look, I've got battle scars to prove it!" She shoved her scratched hands into Harry's face.
"Well she loves me, don't you?" Harry cooed, petting Cookie's head.
A knock rang through the house and the dogs barked loudly, signaling someone at the front door. I tossed the bag of chips at Melanie and maneuvered by Louis, Liam and Niall and out of my room.
"Lukas!" I exclaimed, throwing open the front door.
Lukas and Zayn were both at the front door, grinning down at me while Lukas' parents pulled out of the driveway.
"Come in!" I said, pulling Lukas forward.
"You guys are back early," I commented, taking their jackets from them and tossing them in the closet instead of hanging them.
"Yeah, we left a bit earlier this morning," Zayn told me. They followed me up the stairs and at the site of Zayn, Liam leaped up off the couch, astonished.
"Leeyum!" Zayn cried, pushing Louis (who had come forward to hug Zayn) out of the way to hug Liam tightly. I frowned and helped Louis off the ground while the others all laughed.
"Liam is Zayn's boyfriend," Louis pouted playfully and I laughed.
With both Zayn and Lukas back, the atmosphere brightened. I could easily see the difference in the boy's behavior now that all 5 were together again. Much like the other day, we collected blankets and gathered in my room. It was definitely smaller than Lukas' but larger than most. Lukas's house was just enormous. Harry stayed curled up on my bed with the cat and Louis joined him claiming he was being replaced by the cat. Halfway through Finding Nemo I left the room and decided that I should start cleaning the house now for it to be even semi decent for when my parents finally came home. I started with the living room, picking up empty cups and dishes and then I straightened the cushions and pillows that the boys had fun destroying. Other than that, I decided that the house was clean enough that my mother wouldn't notice and I began cooking supper. I knew my mum liked spaghetti and with 3 hours before they arrived I had enough time to make sauce for 11 people. As I was cutting up some vegetables, Niall sauntered into the kitchen, much like this morning.
"Hey," He said, coming up beside me.
"Hey," I smiled back.
"What are you making?" He asked, leaning on the counter facing me.
"Spaghetti. You guys all like spaghetti, right?" I asked, meeting his blue eyes.
"Yeah, spaghetti is great," He answered, staring at me.
I turned away shyly and remembered this morning, where we had, as Louis put it, got naughty on the kitchen counter. Niall had proved to be an extremely good kisser and I briefly wondered how many girls he had kissed before he disrupted my train of thought.
"So, University in London, ey?" He asked, nudging me gently with his hip.
"Yeah. Just a childhood dream," I shrugged.
"You've got some pretty big dreams. Are you ready to move away from home? London is far," he said.
"I never really thought much about that part. Melanie always said she'd come with me but we were like 13 and it's been years since we've spoken about it. I do think that if I get accepted, I would go. It's a big opportunity to pass up," I said, chopping up some carrots.
"You know, I recently bought a flat in London?"
"Really? That's great. At least I'll know someone there. I think I'll be living in the dorms. Too expensive to be on my own," I decided.
"Maybe I could give you a tour," Niall offered, popping a carrot slice into his mouth.
"That sounds lovely,"
I finished the carrots and moved onto the onions.
"Louis spoke to our manager earlier and he told us that we're going to be on television," Niall said, lifting himself onto the counter. I stopped chopping the onion and looked up at him.
"What? That's amazing! You know, my life in comparison to yours is boring," I grumbled.
"That's not true. I wouldn't mind swapping lives with you," He frowned, "You know, fame has is downsides too,"
"Do they beat the positive things?" I asked.
"No, I suppose they don't. But I do wish sometimes that I could walk down the street without anyone knowing who I am. Don't get me wrong, I love the fans, but they are a little overwhelming. And not just them, all of it. It's not quite something you ever get used to,"
I nodded thoughtfully.
"What are you guys going to be doing on television?"
"Oh, yeah, we're going to be doing an episode of iCarly," He grinned.
"And once again, proof that my life sucks. I'll definitely watch it though. I love iCarly! You guys are so successful! It's insane. Aren't you working on a new album at the moment too?"
"Yeah, but not yet. The boys and I are trying to get permission to each write a song on the album. It'd be really neat. I haven't had any inspiration my song yet if we do it,"
"Write about food. Everyone loves food. You can make it sound like a romantic song, and then reveal months after it's been out that it's actually about food. People would probably expect it from you," I laughed.
"I'll keep that in mind," He said, laughing along with me.
The sky outside soon got dark and Niall helped me with the sauce. Niall proved to be awful in the kitchen. He nearly burnt the pot that was for the pasta, which until then I thought was impossible. So instead, he took his usual seat on the counter and seemed to make it his goal to make me laugh as much as possible. My stomach eventually started hurting and I begged him to stop. Instead, he told me about London. He said he didn't know as much as the other boys but he knew all the good restaurants.
"Of course you do! You never stop eating," I laughed.
Suddenly, he dunked a finger in the sauce and brought it up to his mouth.
"Niall! I hope you washed your hands!" I gasped, swatting him away.
"Let me have some more! I didn't get a good taste!" He protested, laughing.
"Fine, but let me do it. You're not putting your fingers in my sauce again," I said, reaching for a clean spoon.
"That's what she said,"
I let out an embarrassed laugh when I thought of what I had said and I shook my head at him. I filled the spoon with the bubbling sauce and brought it to his mouth, holding my hand under it in case I spilled some. He opened his mouth and I placed the spoon in his mouth.
"That's good," He said after he had swallowed, nodding in approval. "Now it's my turn to spoon feed you," He said, taking the spoon from my grasp.
"No!" I moaned as he filled the spoon. His face cracked into a grin.
"Open up!" he instructed, bringing the spoon to my mouth.
"Niall! It's falling on the floor!"
"Well if you'd open your mouth and let me feed you we wouldn't be having this problem!" He retorted.
"Fine!" I huffed, taking a step closer to him and opening my mouth. He placed the spoon in my mouth and I swallowed.
"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" He said. Then he reached over with his thumb and wiped sauce from the corner of my mouth. I met his eyes and blushed at his intense gaze. I had just realized how close we were standing; he was sitting on the counter next to the stove and I had been standing between his legs.
"Say, what would you do if I kissed you right now?" He asked, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face.
"Shall we see?" I whispered back.
I rose on the tip of my toes, reaching for his lips. He brought his head down and connected his lips with mine. Somewhere in the background I heard the spoon clatter to the ground, but I paid no attention to it. Instead, I kissed Niall. It was soft, sweet and cute.
"I'm hungry!" Louis' voice called from the living room and the pair of us sprang apart.
"Every single time," I said, amazed, as I bent down to pick up the spoon. When I stood again I was met with Niall's pink cheeks. As Louis bounded into the kitchen, I casually turned back to the sauce as though Niall and I not been kissing on the counters… again. It was weird. It seemed like every time we kissed, it became more natural, as though it wasn't something forbidden. I didn't feel confused at the moment. It had felt right.
"Hello lovebirds," Louis greeted. "I see Niall is sitting on the counters. Interesting choice you chose to sit. If I remember correctly, Miss Melissa was seated on that exact spot just earlier this morning," He said, waggling his eyebrows.
"Oh, bugger off Lou," Niall said, chucking the spoon at Louis.
A/N; HELLO ALL! Thanks loads for those of you amazing people who took the time to review! Virtual High-Fives to you all! (: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! It might not be as good as the others because while I wrote it, I was bored out of my mind, so I didn't put that much effort into it. Does that make any sense…? ANYWHOO! Review!
~GiveMeLovee