My Weakness
Birthdays! Part 1
*Niall’s birthday*
(Tigerlily’s POV)
Niall is away in Brazil, on his birthday. Fun, right? Yeah, no, not for me. Maybe it’s fun for him, but it’s miserable for me.
It was not fun going to school today either. I miss him so much, but I guess now, when he comes back, he can actually purchase alcohol. Again, I guess that is good for him.
I got a text making me pause my homework. It was from Niall. Just that could make me smile.
‘Get on skype, please?
Xx your birthday boy man’ It read.
I opened my laptop and got on skype. A request from Niall popped up almost instantly. Clicking ‘accept’, Niall soon appeared on the screen.
“Happy birthday, Ni. How’s it been so far?” I asked with anticipation.
“Good, it’s better now that I can see you, and talk to you.”
“How’s Brazil?” I smiled at him.
“It’s okay, I guess, not much different from the last time I was here…” There was sadness hidden within all parts of that sentence.
“What’s wrong? You sound sad.” I frowned.
“Well, yeah, I am, I’m halfway across the world and away from my girl on my birthday. It’s depressing…”
“Well, at least you will be coming back in a few weeks, but you should go see your family first, there are more important than I am.” I smiled weakly.
“No, when we go on break, I am coming straight to see you. I am flying back to Portland. They’re not as important as you are. My gran used to say ‘put your girl first, and your family second. You two will always come first, especially around the holidays.’ and you are more important than anything else. Not to mention your birthday is soon after I get there.”
“Babe…” I whined. He shook his head. “Please, go visit your family first?” I asked raising my eyebrows at him.
“No, I’m going there to see you, after that I can see them, but in my life, you always come first.”
“Why do you have to be so goddamn sweet to where I couldn’t be mad at you, even if my life depended on it?” I groaned.
“I don’t know, I guess I was born this way… Not a whole lot I can do about it.” Niall smirked.
I sighed and plopped backwards on to my bed, causing the laptop to bounce.
“What’s wrong, princess?” Niall frowned.
“I miss you! It’s your twenty-first birthday and I’m not with you.” I said still half-lying down—my legs were crossed in front of my laptop—so he could really only see my knees and thighs.
“I miss you too, and we’ll be together soon, but will you please sit up, the view is kind of awkward.” He laughed.
I sat up, not wanting to let the conversation go any farther. “Sorry about that, Ni…”
His face turned bright red. He was about to say something when I cut him off.
“Don’t even, Niall. I am not even seventeen yet. You know that. Nothing until I’m eighteen and out of my mom’s house.”
Niall scoffed. “I know, I know. I’m not going to do that to you. You don’t have to worry about it, babe.”
“I was just warning you because it seemed like you were going that way with it.”
“I wouldn’t do that to you. So change of subject; what do you want for your birthday?” Niall asked, raising his eyebrows.
“You,” I said smirking.
“You’ll have me, but seriously, what do you want?” He asked in a more serious tone.
“I don’t know…” I muttered looking down.
“I already know that you want a camera, anything else?”
“No, nothing really in particular. You know what I like, you can figure it out.”
Niall nodded. “So, what are you doing?”
“I was doing homework, but I don’t mind taking a break to talk to the best boyfriend in the world.”
“Thanks princess, it’s nice to see you on my birthday. I can’t wait to see you soon. Geez, twenty days and you will be seventeen.” Niall smiled softy.
“I know, but it’s not like I’m going to change much, I’ll still be your princess. Wow that sounded like I was talking to my parents when they say I’m growing up.” I laughed silently.
“Yeah, so are you excited?” he wiggled his eyebrows at me.
I tried to hold in a laugh by failed miserably. “For what? Nothing special happens when you turn seventeen.”
“Not for everyone else, but you get to have me… That should be special.”
“It is and always will be. I love spending time with you. If I could do that for the rest of my life, it would be perfect.”
“I agree. Oh, and I guess you’ll be Seventeen Forever, or is it that won’t be?”
“It’s won’t be Seventeen Forever. The song goes
‘We’re one mistake from being together
But let’s not ask why it’s not right
You won’t be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight.’” I quoted Metro Station.
“Geez, you have that memorized?”
“They used to be my favorite band, well one of them.” I shook my head. “I had a phase, actually I had a lot of phases. They were just one of them. I honestly have no clue how many times I watched the ‘Shake It’ video on YouTube.”
“What other kind of phases?” Niall asked raising his brow.
“I went through a scene phase, I listened to only Paramore, Metro Station, My Chemical Romance, and Mindless Self Indulgence. I was like eleven. Not really the most appropriate age for that music, but I never listened to what the lyrics were, I just liked the beat. In seventh grade, I didn’t care that much about what I wore, my hair was cut really short, I also didn’t have much control of my weight or eating habits, before that when I was homeschooled, my parents had gotten divorced, and when my dad left and I didn’t talk to him for three months, I went through depressive eating. Eighth grade, I put more effort into my looks, my hair got longer, god I have done so many things with my hair.
“I still enjoy listening to emo pop music, but the summer of 2011, I found out about you guys, and it pretty much changed my life forever. Listening to your music was different than listening to any other music. I can’t explain it…. But you probably don’t want me talking your ear off about how I fell in love with you, now do you?”
“Wow, holy shit. That’s a lot of phases, guess it took you a while to figure out who you were… but that okay, sometimes it takes people longer than it does others. Um, actually, I’ve never really heard a story about it, well, that wasn’t rushed, so go ahead, babe. I don’t mind.”
“Are you sure? You should go do something with the guys. It’s your birthday. I’ll tell you after you get here sometime, okay? I’m not going to talk about my fandom and fan fiction times.” I said shamefully and his eyes widened.
“Okay, wait, did you say fan fiction?”
“Yeah, I wrote fan fiction, but I’m not really up to talking about it right now, okay? Some other time. Go have fun.” I told him encouragingly.
“Fine, but I’ll hold you to it. You know I will.”
“I know, I know. Now go. Tell the guys I said hi.”
“Hi, Tigerlily,” They hollered.
“Okay, I have to go. Talk to you tomorrow. Night, Ni; Love you.” I said blowing him a kiss. “And don’t you go and get drunk because Liam knows to call me if that happens, and if he does end up calling me tonight, you’ll be in trouble. Got it?” I asked sternly. I actually didn’t have a punishment, besides you can’t really punish someone who’s older than you, especially your boyfriend. I just hope he takes the not-so-subtle hint and not get drunk tonight.
“Fine, I’ll only have a few beers. I won’t get drunk. Love you, babe.” He smiled before waving at me, and then signing off.
I sighed before shutting my laptop and putting it back on my desk, I stood up and put one of Niall’s hoodies—that he let me borrow so I could still have his scent—on, before turning the light off and flopping down on to my bed. I plugged in my phone and made sure my alarm was set. A few minutes later, I drifted off to sleep.
* * *
I wake up to my alarm going off to my favorite song. My Weakness by Kris Allen. I let out a slight groan before turning it off and sitting up. I picked up my phone and sent Niall a text.
‘Morning, babe. Hope you had a great birthday.
Xx Forever your Princess’
I didn’t bother wait for a response because I had to get ready for school. I get out of bed and head to the bathroom to wash my face. I picked out my outfit, feeling abnormally girly today. I picked out a dress. Thank god, I shaved my legs last night.
I picked out my outfit and then get dressed. I looked at the time. 7:40am, time to wake up my brother.
I opened his door, looked into the dark room, and saw a bundle of blankets on the mattress, a sign that he wasn’t awake yet. I hollered into his room, “Luke, get up, it’s 7:40!”
He shifted on the bed and propped himself on his elbow. “Ok, ok, I’m up.” He groaned. The then let out a loud yawned as I left the room, leaving his door open on purpose. If he wanted it closed, he would have to get up and close it himself.
I went back into my room and turned on some music to listen to while I put on my makeup. I scrolled through my Spotify playlist on my phone until I found the perfect song; Wings by Little Mix. It has always been one of my favorite songs of theirs. I danced a bit as I put on light eye shadow and then mascara. By the time I had gotten done with my makeup, it was almost time to leave, and the song had changed to Thick As Thieves by The Summerset, yet another one of my favorites.
I grabbed my sweater and bag, heading out of the house.
* * *
By now, I was used to the popularity, everyone fighting for me to sit with them at lunch, or by me in class. At times, it got annoying; my friends would get pissed because I sat with another group at lunch instead of them, but I sat with them most of the time.
I sat in front of my locker and waited for the people to come to me so I wouldn’t have to choose who to sit by. A few minutes pass by before a body sat next to me. I looked up from my phone to see Dylan sitting by my side. “Hey, thought you might want some company.” He said giving me a small smile.
I rolled my eyes. “What do you want?” I groaned. I didn’t want to deal with him today, if ever.
“Is it such a bad thing to sit by you? I’m the only person that you haven’t sat by or even talked to since I pulled you out of that crowd a few weeks ago. The only time you have talked to me is in math when you have to.
“I feel like we’re not friends anymore…” He trailed off as my blood started to boil.
“No, we’re not. Last time we were friends was before we dated. What made you come to that conclusion?” I asked cocking a brow at him. Why did he think we were still friends?
“Why not?” He asked. Wow, he was really trying to push my buttons.
I sent him a glare. “Because I broke up with you, and if we try to be friends, it’ll just be awkward. Now, I would rather not talk about this right now. Thanks,” I murmured starting to eat my lunch.
“Sorry, I guess I’m just a little jealous of your boyfriend.” Dylan let out a huff before rubbing his brow.
“Why are you jealous?” I asked looking at him.
“Because I-I love you, Tigerlily.” He said and my jaw dropped. Did he really just say that?
“I-I… Go away.” I said. I didn’t want him to be near me anymore.
He sat up. “Fine, but I want to do something first.” Before I could say anything his lips we pressed again. They were off before I had even time to react. They were only on mine for a second or two, but it didn’t matter. He kissed me. He grabbed his things and left, ignoring the hateful comments towards him that we defending me. Everyone knew that Niall was my boyfriend, even him, yet he kissed me anyway.
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. As I went to look up, another body sat next to me. It was Shelby.
“Hey, what the hell was that? Pretty much everyone saw it. Almost as if it was on the jumbo-tron.” She asked with a somewhat-worried voice.
“Dylan, he kissed me, right after he told me that he loved me.” I told her still shocked about it.
“What is Niall going to say about this?” Shelby asked raising an eyebrow at me.
“I don’t know, probably kick his ass.” I let out a soft laugh shaking my head. “He’s really understanding and trusting about everything, besides I didn’t kiss him back.”
“Well don’t keep this a secret, that’s how people get hurt.” She said taking a bite out of a pink apple.
“I didn’t plan on keeping it from him; I was actually planning on calling him on my way home.” I informed her.
* * *
(Niall’s POV)
Ring, ring.
“Hey, princess, what’s up?” I answer, kind of surprised she called me right after school.
“Ni, I have to tell you something…” Tigerlily said sadly.
“Anything,” I said taking a breath, preparing myself for whatever she had to say.
“D-Dylan told me he loved me and then kissed me at lunch. But I didn’t kiss back, I could never kiss him. And the kiss wasn’t that long, it was only liked a second or two, I was going to shove him off, but he was already walking away.” She said quickly and I clenched my fist absentmindedly. I looked down and my knuckles were white from the anger that was arising in my blood.
(Tigerlily’s POV)
Niall is away in Brazil, on his birthday. Fun, right? Yeah, no, not for me. Maybe it’s fun for him, but it’s miserable for me.
It was not fun going to school today either. I miss him so much, but I guess now, when he comes back, he can actually purchase alcohol. Again, I guess that is good for him.
I got a text making me pause my homework. It was from Niall. Just that could make me smile.
‘Get on skype, please?
Xx your birthday boy man’ It read.
I opened my laptop and got on skype. A request from Niall popped up almost instantly. Clicking ‘accept’, Niall soon appeared on the screen.
“Happy birthday, Ni. How’s it been so far?” I asked with anticipation.
“Good, it’s better now that I can see you, and talk to you.”
“How’s Brazil?” I smiled at him.
“It’s okay, I guess, not much different from the last time I was here…” There was sadness hidden within all parts of that sentence.
“What’s wrong? You sound sad.” I frowned.
“Well, yeah, I am, I’m halfway across the world and away from my girl on my birthday. It’s depressing…”
“Well, at least you will be coming back in a few weeks, but you should go see your family first, there are more important than I am.” I smiled weakly.
“No, when we go on break, I am coming straight to see you. I am flying back to Portland. They’re not as important as you are. My gran used to say ‘put your girl first, and your family second. You two will always come first, especially around the holidays.’ and you are more important than anything else. Not to mention your birthday is soon after I get there.”
“Babe…” I whined. He shook his head. “Please, go visit your family first?” I asked raising my eyebrows at him.
“No, I’m going there to see you, after that I can see them, but in my life, you always come first.”
“Why do you have to be so goddamn sweet to where I couldn’t be mad at you, even if my life depended on it?” I groaned.
“I don’t know, I guess I was born this way… Not a whole lot I can do about it.” Niall smirked.
I sighed and plopped backwards on to my bed, causing the laptop to bounce.
“What’s wrong, princess?” Niall frowned.
“I miss you! It’s your twenty-first birthday and I’m not with you.” I said still half-lying down—my legs were crossed in front of my laptop—so he could really only see my knees and thighs.
“I miss you too, and we’ll be together soon, but will you please sit up, the view is kind of awkward.” He laughed.
I sat up, not wanting to let the conversation go any farther. “Sorry about that, Ni…”
His face turned bright red. He was about to say something when I cut him off.
“Don’t even, Niall. I am not even seventeen yet. You know that. Nothing until I’m eighteen and out of my mom’s house.”
Niall scoffed. “I know, I know. I’m not going to do that to you. You don’t have to worry about it, babe.”
“I was just warning you because it seemed like you were going that way with it.”
“I wouldn’t do that to you. So change of subject; what do you want for your birthday?” Niall asked, raising his eyebrows.
“You,” I said smirking.
“You’ll have me, but seriously, what do you want?” He asked in a more serious tone.
“I don’t know…” I muttered looking down.
“I already know that you want a camera, anything else?”
“No, nothing really in particular. You know what I like, you can figure it out.”
Niall nodded. “So, what are you doing?”
“I was doing homework, but I don’t mind taking a break to talk to the best boyfriend in the world.”
“Thanks princess, it’s nice to see you on my birthday. I can’t wait to see you soon. Geez, twenty days and you will be seventeen.” Niall smiled softy.
“I know, but it’s not like I’m going to change much, I’ll still be your princess. Wow that sounded like I was talking to my parents when they say I’m growing up.” I laughed silently.
“Yeah, so are you excited?” he wiggled his eyebrows at me.
I tried to hold in a laugh by failed miserably. “For what? Nothing special happens when you turn seventeen.”
“Not for everyone else, but you get to have me… That should be special.”
“It is and always will be. I love spending time with you. If I could do that for the rest of my life, it would be perfect.”
“I agree. Oh, and I guess you’ll be Seventeen Forever, or is it that won’t be?”
“It’s won’t be Seventeen Forever. The song goes
‘We’re one mistake from being together
But let’s not ask why it’s not right
You won’t be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight.’” I quoted Metro Station.
“Geez, you have that memorized?”
“They used to be my favorite band, well one of them.” I shook my head. “I had a phase, actually I had a lot of phases. They were just one of them. I honestly have no clue how many times I watched the ‘Shake It’ video on YouTube.”
“What other kind of phases?” Niall asked raising his brow.
“I went through a scene phase, I listened to only Paramore, Metro Station, My Chemical Romance, and Mindless Self Indulgence. I was like eleven. Not really the most appropriate age for that music, but I never listened to what the lyrics were, I just liked the beat. In seventh grade, I didn’t care that much about what I wore, my hair was cut really short, I also didn’t have much control of my weight or eating habits, before that when I was homeschooled, my parents had gotten divorced, and when my dad left and I didn’t talk to him for three months, I went through depressive eating. Eighth grade, I put more effort into my looks, my hair got longer, god I have done so many things with my hair.
“I still enjoy listening to emo pop music, but the summer of 2011, I found out about you guys, and it pretty much changed my life forever. Listening to your music was different than listening to any other music. I can’t explain it…. But you probably don’t want me talking your ear off about how I fell in love with you, now do you?”
“Wow, holy shit. That’s a lot of phases, guess it took you a while to figure out who you were… but that okay, sometimes it takes people longer than it does others. Um, actually, I’ve never really heard a story about it, well, that wasn’t rushed, so go ahead, babe. I don’t mind.”
“Are you sure? You should go do something with the guys. It’s your birthday. I’ll tell you after you get here sometime, okay? I’m not going to talk about my fandom and fan fiction times.” I said shamefully and his eyes widened.
“Okay, wait, did you say fan fiction?”
“Yeah, I wrote fan fiction, but I’m not really up to talking about it right now, okay? Some other time. Go have fun.” I told him encouragingly.
“Fine, but I’ll hold you to it. You know I will.”
“I know, I know. Now go. Tell the guys I said hi.”
“Hi, Tigerlily,” They hollered.
“Okay, I have to go. Talk to you tomorrow. Night, Ni; Love you.” I said blowing him a kiss. “And don’t you go and get drunk because Liam knows to call me if that happens, and if he does end up calling me tonight, you’ll be in trouble. Got it?” I asked sternly. I actually didn’t have a punishment, besides you can’t really punish someone who’s older than you, especially your boyfriend. I just hope he takes the not-so-subtle hint and not get drunk tonight.
“Fine, I’ll only have a few beers. I won’t get drunk. Love you, babe.” He smiled before waving at me, and then signing off.
I sighed before shutting my laptop and putting it back on my desk, I stood up and put one of Niall’s hoodies—that he let me borrow so I could still have his scent—on, before turning the light off and flopping down on to my bed. I plugged in my phone and made sure my alarm was set. A few minutes later, I drifted off to sleep.
* * *
I wake up to my alarm going off to my favorite song. My Weakness by Kris Allen. I let out a slight groan before turning it off and sitting up. I picked up my phone and sent Niall a text.
‘Morning, babe. Hope you had a great birthday.
Xx Forever your Princess’
I didn’t bother wait for a response because I had to get ready for school. I get out of bed and head to the bathroom to wash my face. I picked out my outfit, feeling abnormally girly today. I picked out a dress. Thank god, I shaved my legs last night.
I picked out my outfit and then get dressed. I looked at the time. 7:40am, time to wake up my brother.
I opened his door, looked into the dark room, and saw a bundle of blankets on the mattress, a sign that he wasn’t awake yet. I hollered into his room, “Luke, get up, it’s 7:40!”
He shifted on the bed and propped himself on his elbow. “Ok, ok, I’m up.” He groaned. The then let out a loud yawned as I left the room, leaving his door open on purpose. If he wanted it closed, he would have to get up and close it himself.
I went back into my room and turned on some music to listen to while I put on my makeup. I scrolled through my Spotify playlist on my phone until I found the perfect song; Wings by Little Mix. It has always been one of my favorite songs of theirs. I danced a bit as I put on light eye shadow and then mascara. By the time I had gotten done with my makeup, it was almost time to leave, and the song had changed to Thick As Thieves by The Summerset, yet another one of my favorites.
I grabbed my sweater and bag, heading out of the house.
* * *
By now, I was used to the popularity, everyone fighting for me to sit with them at lunch, or by me in class. At times, it got annoying; my friends would get pissed because I sat with another group at lunch instead of them, but I sat with them most of the time.
I sat in front of my locker and waited for the people to come to me so I wouldn’t have to choose who to sit by. A few minutes pass by before a body sat next to me. I looked up from my phone to see Dylan sitting by my side. “Hey, thought you might want some company.” He said giving me a small smile.
I rolled my eyes. “What do you want?” I groaned. I didn’t want to deal with him today, if ever.
“Is it such a bad thing to sit by you? I’m the only person that you haven’t sat by or even talked to since I pulled you out of that crowd a few weeks ago. The only time you have talked to me is in math when you have to.
“I feel like we’re not friends anymore…” He trailed off as my blood started to boil.
“No, we’re not. Last time we were friends was before we dated. What made you come to that conclusion?” I asked cocking a brow at him. Why did he think we were still friends?
“Why not?” He asked. Wow, he was really trying to push my buttons.
I sent him a glare. “Because I broke up with you, and if we try to be friends, it’ll just be awkward. Now, I would rather not talk about this right now. Thanks,” I murmured starting to eat my lunch.
“Sorry, I guess I’m just a little jealous of your boyfriend.” Dylan let out a huff before rubbing his brow.
“Why are you jealous?” I asked looking at him.
“Because I-I love you, Tigerlily.” He said and my jaw dropped. Did he really just say that?
“I-I… Go away.” I said. I didn’t want him to be near me anymore.
He sat up. “Fine, but I want to do something first.” Before I could say anything his lips we pressed again. They were off before I had even time to react. They were only on mine for a second or two, but it didn’t matter. He kissed me. He grabbed his things and left, ignoring the hateful comments towards him that we defending me. Everyone knew that Niall was my boyfriend, even him, yet he kissed me anyway.
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. As I went to look up, another body sat next to me. It was Shelby.
“Hey, what the hell was that? Pretty much everyone saw it. Almost as if it was on the jumbo-tron.” She asked with a somewhat-worried voice.
“Dylan, he kissed me, right after he told me that he loved me.” I told her still shocked about it.
“What is Niall going to say about this?” Shelby asked raising an eyebrow at me.
“I don’t know, probably kick his ass.” I let out a soft laugh shaking my head. “He’s really understanding and trusting about everything, besides I didn’t kiss him back.”
“Well don’t keep this a secret, that’s how people get hurt.” She said taking a bite out of a pink apple.
“I didn’t plan on keeping it from him; I was actually planning on calling him on my way home.” I informed her.
* * *
(Niall’s POV)
Ring, ring.
“Hey, princess, what’s up?” I answer, kind of surprised she called me right after school.
“Ni, I have to tell you something…” Tigerlily said sadly.
“Anything,” I said taking a breath, preparing myself for whatever she had to say.
“D-Dylan told me he loved me and then kissed me at lunch. But I didn’t kiss back, I could never kiss him. And the kiss wasn’t that long, it was only liked a second or two, I was going to shove him off, but he was already walking away.” She said quickly and I clenched my fist absentmindedly. I looked down and my knuckles were white from the anger that was arising in my blood.
Notes
Haha! Two parter! Sorry it's been a while! I will try to update more often. So, what do you think Niall will do about Dylan? Let me know in the comments.
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12/21/13