Unpredictable (A Niam Horayne Fanfiction)

Chapter 18

Niall’s POV

I jumped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist; I looked down at the clock. 8:06pm, I was late again. I rolled my eyes and quickly dried my hair with my spare towel; I dashed into my bedroom and chucked a load of overnight things into my bag. I grabbed my gel and comb and slotted them in neatly before changing into some clothes and shoving my shoes on. I ran my fingers through my damp hair, there was a knock on my door and I sighed before pulling it open.

“Where are you going at this time?” My mum asked, looking down at her watch.

“I’m sleeping at Louis’” I snapped, flinging my bag onto my back.

“But I thought Lia-“

“No.” I said, not allowing her to finish her sentence.

“But Niall Lia-“

“NO.” I said louder, I ran down the stairs and grabbed my house key.

“I’ll be back tomorrow.” I slammed the door and began my walk to Louis’ house. I passed the Payne household and frowned when I saw that Liam’s room was pitch black, had he really gone to bed? Loser. I finally reached Louis house at around 8:15, I knew I’d have to apologise to him. The door swung open and I laughed when I saw Louis’ in his superman pyjamas,

“Hello Mr Fifteen minutes late Horan.” He said with a grin,

“Sorry! I was in the shower and I didn’t notice the time, then I had to escape my mum.” I said as I followed him into the house,

“Why?”

“Because she tried telling me something about Liam but I really didn’t care.” I laughed; I noticed a change in Louis’ emotions.

“What?” I asked confused, he shook his head.

“Oh, well anyway I didn’t let her finish her sentence so whatever it was it mustn’t have been important.”

“Nothing that involves me is ever important to you.” I heard a familiar voice say, my eyes widened as I turned and saw Liam stood in his batman onesie. Without thinking I screamed,

“WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE?” He lowered his head and Harry shoved me back,

“IF YOU LISTENED TO YOUR MUM THEN YOU WOULD HAVE KNOWN.” I shoved him back and stepped towards him,

“I CAN DO WHAT THE FUCK I WANT.” I screamed in his face, he rolled his eyes before shaking his head and moving away from me. I turned to Louis and frowned,

“Well?”

“We invited him. Well I did.” I sighed deeply.

“Why? He’s not even one of us.”

“You know what, you’re right.” Liam said grabbing his bag,

“I never was and I never will be, just fuck off out of my life Niall.” Liam snapped before leaving the house in a hurry,

“HE TOLD YOU TO FUCK OFF OH MY GOD!” Zayn roared with laughter, I grunted and slammed the front door.

“Niall I don’t see what your problem with him is.” Harry said, ruffling his curls.

“You don’t need to.” Louis clapped loudly,

“Anyway, back to the sleepover. Come on.” I peered outside the window; Liam was nowhere to be seen. I felt a little bit bad for making him leave, but he thinks he has the right to swear at me? I don’t think so. He's some little Brummy boy who thinks he can just travel up here to Ireland and join me and my friends, two words, crazy mofo.