Tattooed Memories *n.h.*
Chapter 7: Takeout and Thoughts
"Niall! Stop!" I squealed as his fingers danced around on my sides. I tried to push him off of me but he was too strong. His contagious laugh filled the room. His lips pulled back to show his pearly white teeth while his eyes were crinkled. "Stop! I can't breathe!"
He finally pulled away and sat down next to me with a chuckle. "You suck!" I pouted and playfully punched his arm.
"But you still love me anyways," his Irish voice teased as he grabbed his beer off my coffee table and took a sip.
It's been almost three months since Niall agreed to just be friends and I've got to say, he is pretty much my best friend now. We hang out almost everyday and he's actually stayed in my dorm a few times when Perrie is with Zayn.
"Can we order some takeout?" I asked him as I looked through the tv channels for something to watch. I saw a football match on so I just clicked on that since I knew he liked it.
"Are you really asking me if we can get food?" Niall looked at me with a raised eyebrow, making me giggle.
"You're right. Chinese sound good?" He nodded before he turned his attention back to the match the telly while I went into the kitchen to order our food. I went back into the living room a few minutes later and plopped down on the couch next to him.
"They said it should take about 20 minutes," I told him as I pulled out my phone to look at my Instagram.
Most of my news feed contained people partying , since I followed a bunch of people from school. But one stuck out to me the most. It was a picture of Niall and I that he posted last night. It was when we just got done playing a game of football with the lads and girls and our team had won. He had picked me up from behind and spun me around with the biggest grin on his lips while I was giggling. It was captioned "The best teammate I could ever ask for."
"Aw Ni," I teased lightly and kissed his cheek. He turned to me confused as to why I did that and I showed him my phone. His cheeks turned a light pink before he looked back at the game that was on the television. "It's alright. You don't need to be embarrassed. Who even took that picture anyways?"
"I think Louis did. Then he sent it to me," Niall replied before he took a sip of his beer. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Before I could even get to my feet, Niall was already opening it. He handed the delivery guy a few bills before closing it and carrying the bag over to the coffee table.
The smell of Chinese food filled the room as he took out the small boxes of rice and the small tins of chicken. I went into the kitchen to grab some forks and plates for the two of us. I started to put some food on my plate while Niall filled his up as much as possible.
I couldn't help but stare at her as she watched the footie match while eating takeout. She was just so gorgeous in every way shape and form. I found it attractive how she wasn't afraid to eat around me or go without makeup. She was just perfect all over. She could make anything look amazing. Whether it'd be a pair of old sweatpants or a sweatshirt.
I couldn't help the feelings I had started to get for her the past few months. But I couldn't tell her how I felt since she'd probably think I'm saying it to get a shag and because she had told me all she wanted was to be friends.
All the lads have realized it cause I've been acting a bit different lately. I haven't been taking a girl home every night to hook up with, I don't even make out with a random girl like I did when we went out. Most of my time was spent hanging out with Rose and the boys. I was having more fun it seemed like, cause I was actually paying attention to my surrounds other than the girl I was sucking faces with.
"Just tell her. I know it's bugging you," Liam said a few days before at a party while I watched Rose dancing with Perrie. She had the most amazing smile on her face as she let loose with her friends. She just gave me butterflies and always made me happy. Something a girl has never done for me before. So it was different for me. But in a good way.
The past four months, she has helped me better myself and be comfortable in my own skin. Yeah girls always told me how hot and sexy I was. But she told me that I was handsome, which made me feel better about myself.
I haven't had feelings for a girl like this since I was 16. After that ended, I swore I would never go through a heartbreak again. Rose made me feel different. Like she would never hurt me or break my heart. Other than her not being with me, that is. But as long as she didn't start seeing someone then I was fine. I was okay with her being my best friend, if she was happy. As long as she is happy, then I am happy.
But all this thinking made me realize. I was in love with Rose Collins. And I think I was completely okay with that. And hopefully she feels the same way too..