fighting for what we want
Chapter 17
**Ruby POV**
I. Am. So. Fricking. Hungry. You have no idea. I. Want. Pickles. Ugh. Pickles and Ice cream. I know, sounds yuck but I swear that's what I want. "Niall?", I called out. There was a pause. I heard the front door close quietly. "Niall? Honey? Is that you?", I called out again. Another pause. "Yes?", a voice said. "Niall!", I squealed. I jumped up and ran to him. "I missed you babe", he said quietly. He bent down and gave me a soft kiss, which eventually turn desperate. He pulled me closer and I felt something square dig into my hip. I pulled away and rested my hands on his chest. "Ouch! Babe, what's in your pocket?", I asked him. he pulled away quickly. "Nothing, nothing", he muttered. "Niall? Sweetie....?", I started. "Yessss?", he said. "I'm hungryyyyyyyyyyy", I whined. He smiled. "We should organise a thing", he said, smiling broadly. "A.... thing", I said flatly. "Yeah. A thing. Where we invite all our friends and eat. A lot. Barbeque and everything", he said excitedly. "Ohhhh you mean like a lunch... thing?", I asked. "Yeah that!!", he practically squealed. He ran to the kitchen and picked up the phone and handed it to me. "Start calling people, I'll prepare some stuff to cook", he said. "Look, babe. Why don't we just have it tomorrow. It's to late now, and tomorrow we'll have more time", I said gently. He looked very disappointed, but he agreed.
Besides..... if we invite them round now... we won't have any along time now...", I whispered cheekily. His face went blank and he smiled slyly. "In that case....", he said quickly. He picked me up bridal style and carried me upstairs.
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I woke the next morning in Niall's bed. I was stretched out, half of my body resting on his chest. I sighed deeply. I felt more relaxed than I had ever felt. That is, until I felt something forcing it's way up my throat. I rushed out of bed and ran to his bathroom, where I hurled whatever I had for dinner last night into the toilet. Yuck! I heard someone walk into the bathroom and they gathered my hair and held it from my face. "Shhhhhhh", they soothed. It was Niall. He gently rubbed my back and tried to calm me. When I finished, I had tears in my eyes, I looked up at him. "I'm going to make some phone calls, you know, for the lunch thing", I giggled. I walked down to the kitchen and grabbed my mobile, where I left it last night. I dialled Sally's number and told her about the lunch, then I told her to tell Angle and that her sister was welcome as well. I heard someone walking down the stairs and I turned. It was Harry, he was tired and grumpy. "God, can you guys keep it down? Other people live in this house too, you know", he grumbled. I was confused for a second but then it hit me, and the colour drained from my face. I decided to change the subject. "Barbeque?", I simply said.
I. Am. So. Fricking. Hungry. You have no idea. I. Want. Pickles. Ugh. Pickles and Ice cream. I know, sounds yuck but I swear that's what I want. "Niall?", I called out. There was a pause. I heard the front door close quietly. "Niall? Honey? Is that you?", I called out again. Another pause. "Yes?", a voice said. "Niall!", I squealed. I jumped up and ran to him. "I missed you babe", he said quietly. He bent down and gave me a soft kiss, which eventually turn desperate. He pulled me closer and I felt something square dig into my hip. I pulled away and rested my hands on his chest. "Ouch! Babe, what's in your pocket?", I asked him. he pulled away quickly. "Nothing, nothing", he muttered. "Niall? Sweetie....?", I started. "Yessss?", he said. "I'm hungryyyyyyyyyyy", I whined. He smiled. "We should organise a thing", he said, smiling broadly. "A.... thing", I said flatly. "Yeah. A thing. Where we invite all our friends and eat. A lot. Barbeque and everything", he said excitedly. "Ohhhh you mean like a lunch... thing?", I asked. "Yeah that!!", he practically squealed. He ran to the kitchen and picked up the phone and handed it to me. "Start calling people, I'll prepare some stuff to cook", he said. "Look, babe. Why don't we just have it tomorrow. It's to late now, and tomorrow we'll have more time", I said gently. He looked very disappointed, but he agreed.
Besides..... if we invite them round now... we won't have any along time now...", I whispered cheekily. His face went blank and he smiled slyly. "In that case....", he said quickly. He picked me up bridal style and carried me upstairs.
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I woke the next morning in Niall's bed. I was stretched out, half of my body resting on his chest. I sighed deeply. I felt more relaxed than I had ever felt. That is, until I felt something forcing it's way up my throat. I rushed out of bed and ran to his bathroom, where I hurled whatever I had for dinner last night into the toilet. Yuck! I heard someone walk into the bathroom and they gathered my hair and held it from my face. "Shhhhhhh", they soothed. It was Niall. He gently rubbed my back and tried to calm me. When I finished, I had tears in my eyes, I looked up at him. "I'm going to make some phone calls, you know, for the lunch thing", I giggled. I walked down to the kitchen and grabbed my mobile, where I left it last night. I dialled Sally's number and told her about the lunch, then I told her to tell Angle and that her sister was welcome as well. I heard someone walking down the stairs and I turned. It was Harry, he was tired and grumpy. "God, can you guys keep it down? Other people live in this house too, you know", he grumbled. I was confused for a second but then it hit me, and the colour drained from my face. I decided to change the subject. "Barbeque?", I simply said.
Notes
Guys I am so sorry I left it there. I not meant to be on the computer and I just got caught. lol who cares(0v0)
penquin
9/24/13