Little Steps
Choosing
Eleanor and Danielle left Paris two days before we did. It was now exactly two days before we left Paris, and the boys and I were sitting in the living room arguing about where I would go.
“She’s coming home with me!” Harry said, slamming his fist on his knee. He winced at the pain he’d caused to himself.
“But, I’m more responsible, and you all know it!” Liam yelled, his Daddy Direction side completely gone. Niall sat beside me with his head in his hands, not saying a word. I saw him smirking though, shaking his head once in a while.
“I bet if she came home with me, she’d totally love my sisters! They could become her sisters!” Zayn argued, glaring at the others.
“Hey, I’ve got sisters too, you know!” Louis shouted, smacking Zayn’s head.
“Well, I think Gemma would be a great influence on Aria. She should definitely come home with me.” Harry scoffed, glancing at me. I sighed, watching as they fought about where I would go.
“No. Aria likes me the most. Aria, please come home with me?” Liam begged, sticking out his bottom lip. I groaned, throwing a pillow at him. He stared at me with his mouth wide open.
“Rude.” He muttered jokingly, shooting me a wink.
“I swear, Aria, Lottie and you will get along so well-“
“Not as great as you will with Doniya!”
“My mum would totally pamper you the most. And Gemma would take you shopping all the time!”
“Please, Aria. I mean really, my dog, Brit, would love you.” Liam bribed. I perked up at the mention of a dog. I loved dogs, but I never got one of my own.
“Lad! You can’t just bribe her with your pet We don’t even have pets!” Harry groaned.
“Exactly.” Liam smirked, looking at me with hopeful eyes, adding, "I've got turtles, too."
“Aria, trust me, you won’t regret coming home with me. We can have so much fun.”
“That sounds perverted.” Harry giggled suddenly, causing Liam to roll his eyes.
“Guys,” a new voice that I hadn’t heard in the entire conversation, spoke up. “I think we all know who Aria wants to go home with.”
“Oh come on, Niall. You can’t have her all to yourself.” Zayn argued, though he was smiling wider now.
“Fine. Aria will choose.” Louis said, eyeing me carefully. “Who do you want to go home with?”
Honestly, and obviously, I wanted to be with Niall as much as possible. Which meant I would definitely want to go home with him. Niall was watching me carefully as well, his fingers slowly sliding towards mine and squeezing my hand.
“Oh my god, Niall! Just because she likes you and just because you guys are perfect for each other, does not mean you can tempt her by touching her!” Liam yelled, cracking up right after.
I shot Liam an “I will kill you later” glare, looking at each of the other boys.
They looked dead serious when they said they wanted me to come home with them after tour. I knew that even though they were my friends, Eleanor and Danielle would be jealous. Also, if I went home with Zayn and Perrie found out, there would be at least a tiny fiasco, as she didn’t even know me. Harry was way too much of a flirt, and that scared me sometimes. I never knew if he was being serious or not. The only person I really felt completely comfortable with was Niall when it came to others watching me and my actions. I always felt like I was a traitor to Danielle when I talked to Liam, even though I had no feelings for him whatsoever. So I said what I knew would be the right choice in the end.
“I choose Niall, obviously.” I blushed, too embarrassed to look at him.
“Victory, once again!” Niall cheered, tackling me with a hug.
“No fair!” Harry shouted immaturely. “He won last time too, when we were arguing over whose lap Aria would sit in during the car ride. It’s because he’s Irish, isn’t it?”
I shrugged, pulling away from Niall.
“Do you guys hate me for this?” I asked quietly, though I already knew their answer.
“Of course not! We love you Aria!” Louis grinned, hopping off from his seat and running towards me, pecking my cheek and squeezing me tightly.
“Hey, she’s mine, suckers!” Niall cackled, pulling me back into his arms.
“You got to admit, they are cute together.” Liam murmured to Zayn, who nodded in response. I smiled, resting against Niall.
“I’m out of here.” Zayn grumbled, heading towards the deck. Harry and Louis soon followed, shooting Niall glares, and me, pleading smiles. Liam followed them out last, making a deformed heart with his hands. Once he had closed the door to the deck, Niall turned towards me.
“I am so glad you chose me. Want to know why?” he asked. I nodded.
“It’s because I’ve got this amazing date planned in Ireland, and if you had chosen one of the boys, I would’ve forced you to come with me anyway.” He chuckled, kissing my cheek softly.
“Wait, a date?” I squeaked. “Maybe I should go with Zayn, instead.” I teased.
“No!” Niall protested immediately, tightening his grip around me.
“Don’t worry. Niall. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Hope not.”
Geez. Sometimes he was so unconfident, it drove me nuts.
We sat silently, not saying a word, just holding onto each other. Until, of course, Niall complained of his hunger.
That boy.
“She’s coming home with me!” Harry said, slamming his fist on his knee. He winced at the pain he’d caused to himself.
“But, I’m more responsible, and you all know it!” Liam yelled, his Daddy Direction side completely gone. Niall sat beside me with his head in his hands, not saying a word. I saw him smirking though, shaking his head once in a while.
“I bet if she came home with me, she’d totally love my sisters! They could become her sisters!” Zayn argued, glaring at the others.
“Hey, I’ve got sisters too, you know!” Louis shouted, smacking Zayn’s head.
“Well, I think Gemma would be a great influence on Aria. She should definitely come home with me.” Harry scoffed, glancing at me. I sighed, watching as they fought about where I would go.
“No. Aria likes me the most. Aria, please come home with me?” Liam begged, sticking out his bottom lip. I groaned, throwing a pillow at him. He stared at me with his mouth wide open.
“Rude.” He muttered jokingly, shooting me a wink.
“I swear, Aria, Lottie and you will get along so well-“
“Not as great as you will with Doniya!”
“My mum would totally pamper you the most. And Gemma would take you shopping all the time!”
“Please, Aria. I mean really, my dog, Brit, would love you.” Liam bribed. I perked up at the mention of a dog. I loved dogs, but I never got one of my own.
“Lad! You can’t just bribe her with your pet We don’t even have pets!” Harry groaned.
“Exactly.” Liam smirked, looking at me with hopeful eyes, adding, "I've got turtles, too."
“Aria, trust me, you won’t regret coming home with me. We can have so much fun.”
“That sounds perverted.” Harry giggled suddenly, causing Liam to roll his eyes.
“Guys,” a new voice that I hadn’t heard in the entire conversation, spoke up. “I think we all know who Aria wants to go home with.”
“Oh come on, Niall. You can’t have her all to yourself.” Zayn argued, though he was smiling wider now.
“Fine. Aria will choose.” Louis said, eyeing me carefully. “Who do you want to go home with?”
Honestly, and obviously, I wanted to be with Niall as much as possible. Which meant I would definitely want to go home with him. Niall was watching me carefully as well, his fingers slowly sliding towards mine and squeezing my hand.
“Oh my god, Niall! Just because she likes you and just because you guys are perfect for each other, does not mean you can tempt her by touching her!” Liam yelled, cracking up right after.
I shot Liam an “I will kill you later” glare, looking at each of the other boys.
They looked dead serious when they said they wanted me to come home with them after tour. I knew that even though they were my friends, Eleanor and Danielle would be jealous. Also, if I went home with Zayn and Perrie found out, there would be at least a tiny fiasco, as she didn’t even know me. Harry was way too much of a flirt, and that scared me sometimes. I never knew if he was being serious or not. The only person I really felt completely comfortable with was Niall when it came to others watching me and my actions. I always felt like I was a traitor to Danielle when I talked to Liam, even though I had no feelings for him whatsoever. So I said what I knew would be the right choice in the end.
“I choose Niall, obviously.” I blushed, too embarrassed to look at him.
“Victory, once again!” Niall cheered, tackling me with a hug.
“No fair!” Harry shouted immaturely. “He won last time too, when we were arguing over whose lap Aria would sit in during the car ride. It’s because he’s Irish, isn’t it?”
I shrugged, pulling away from Niall.
“Do you guys hate me for this?” I asked quietly, though I already knew their answer.
“Of course not! We love you Aria!” Louis grinned, hopping off from his seat and running towards me, pecking my cheek and squeezing me tightly.
“Hey, she’s mine, suckers!” Niall cackled, pulling me back into his arms.
“You got to admit, they are cute together.” Liam murmured to Zayn, who nodded in response. I smiled, resting against Niall.
“I’m out of here.” Zayn grumbled, heading towards the deck. Harry and Louis soon followed, shooting Niall glares, and me, pleading smiles. Liam followed them out last, making a deformed heart with his hands. Once he had closed the door to the deck, Niall turned towards me.
“I am so glad you chose me. Want to know why?” he asked. I nodded.
“It’s because I’ve got this amazing date planned in Ireland, and if you had chosen one of the boys, I would’ve forced you to come with me anyway.” He chuckled, kissing my cheek softly.
“Wait, a date?” I squeaked. “Maybe I should go with Zayn, instead.” I teased.
“No!” Niall protested immediately, tightening his grip around me.
“Don’t worry. Niall. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Hope not.”
Geez. Sometimes he was so unconfident, it drove me nuts.
We sat silently, not saying a word, just holding onto each other. Until, of course, Niall complained of his hunger.
That boy.
@lalaladoo
oooooh! Now I understand! hahahahahahahahahha :') yeah you did well with that chapter! YEAH :D IT'S HIS BIRTHDAY TOMORROW! I can't believe he will be 22... he looks like 22, but mentally... I think we can all agreed he's not 22 in his head xD
12/23/13