~ It Never Should've Been...Again? ~ Sequel to It Never Should've Been ~

~ Chapter 1 - Normal Day ~

"You know I like Toy Story!"

"We both know that isn't the whole truth, Liam."

He sighed, "I know."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" I asked.

Liam shook his head.

"Well if you ever do, I'm here to listen. And don't feel like you have to tell me. If you feel more comfortable telling one of the boys, I'm sure they'd listen."

"I know. But I think you'd understand better."

I smiled, "Then just call me up when you want to talk." I stood up and started walking to the door, though as soon as I got there, Liam spoke up.

"It's because I don't know what else to do with my life. I miss Jayda."

I sighed and turned back around, going back to Liam. "I know it's hard, I really do."

"Then why aren't you still mourning?"

"Because I know Jayda wouldn't want me to. I mean, she's on my mind a lot, however, I know she's watching us and she'd want you to have fun and live, instead of moping the whole time."

"How do you know she's with us?" he asked.

I leaned in close, and whispered, "I know this might sound crazy, but it's true. You know how she's with us? 'Cause she told me. She walked up to me and told me."

Liam laughed and hit me lightly on my shoulder, "Nu - uh. You liar."

I laughed, "Okay, okay, okay, maybe that isn't what happened, but she is watching us. The day when you left for tour, my phone went off, the contact calling me, being Jayda. And at that time, I was in her room. So i know it was her. And something else that's crazy? She told me to come here. Well, not verbally. But when I asked her if I made the right desicion not coming, she, or well something, knocked her microphone off her dresser. It happened twice."

"Were'nt you creeped out?" Liam said, a weird look on his face.

I shook my head, "No. Because I knew it was her. Who else would it be?"

"I don't know. But I'm glad she told you to come," he smiled.

"Now, Liam. Don't you be flirting with me."

"Who said I was flirting?"

"Says the spoons that are going to be in your bed if you don't get your arse up and out of this room."

"You wouldn't," Liam said, his face turning pale.

I grinned, "Oh, you know I would."

Liam jumped to his feet and ran out of the viewing room screaming, "Niall! Your girlfriend is mean and harsh!"

I laughed and walked back out of the viewing room to the living room. But Niall wasn't there anymore.

"Niall?" I called.

No answer.

"Niall?" I called again. When there was no answer, I mumbled, "Where did that kid get off to?"

Just as I went to sit down on the couch, someone swooped in behind me and picked me up, throwing me over their shoulder.

I screamed.

"You're gonna wake the whole flat!"

I grinned when I heard the familiar Irish accent. "Well it's your fault. You don't pick up people when they least expect it."

"Well you aren't a person. You're my girlfriend," he pointed out as he ran through the halls, me flopping on his shoulder.

"So?"

"So! So, you're more special!"

"Yet, you still choose to throw me over your shoulder."

"Just because I love you."

"Oh, shut up," I laughed and screamed when my foot hit a door frame. "What-" I started, before I was tossed down on a bed.

I had a quick glance around the room to realize we were in Niall's room before he started tickling me.

"Stop. Stop!" I screamed, a smile on my face.

"Um, how about no," he grinned and kept tickling me as I squealed and kicked at him.

After a few moments, he stopped and I relaxed, my stomache feeling like I had newly aquired a six pack.

I layed back on his bed and sighed, closing my eyes.

I felt the bed move and something touching my shoulders and legs. I opened my eyes again and found Niall leaning down over me. Well, straddling.

My legs were between his and his elbows were just above my shoulders. His body was lightly resting on mine and I smiled.

He put both his hands on the side of my face, pushing loose strands away. When he approved, he leaned down slightly and grazed his lips across mine.

"That was for calling me cheesy."

He placed his lips back on mine again.

"That was for using my last name."

Another kiss.

"For Liam since you're mean and harsh."

He smiled, placing his forehead on mine.

I smiled back and threaded my arms up and around his neck, pulling him to me.

"That was for carrying me around."

I kissed him again.

"That's for tickling me."

"You know you liked it," Niall smiled.

"I hate you," I grinned.

"You love me."

"You're full of yourself," I said.

"You still love me."

"If I have to," I joked.

"I knew it!" Niall cheered.

"Oh, shut up," I smiled.

"Love you, too," he grinned and his lips found mine again.

I pulled Niall closer to me using my arms and he lowered his body slightly lower on top of me.

Suddenly, something started to hit us and Niall and I broke apart.

Louis was standing in the doorway, condoms in his hands. "Condoms," he said simply, "Get some." He chucked the rest at us and Niall sprang off the bed and chased him.

"Louis!" he yelled.

I chuckled and sat up on Niall's bed, leaning against the headboard.

Oh, how I love those boys. And yes, I still love them even if they do throw condoms at me.

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