Chapter 8: Here Comes a Lullaby

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"Niall! Get your sleepy arse up!" Louis called from the seat next to me. Why couldn't I have sat next to Zayn? He wouldn't have done this.

"Why? What?" I said groggily, even though I knew we were in New York City. First Class, comfy seats, and my iPod; great. Sitting next to Louis; not so great.

"WE ARE IN THE BIG APPLE!!!" He shouted, and I'm sure if there were tons of people on the plane, he'd have woken up everyone.

"Louis! SHUT THE HELL UP!" Zayn yelled at him across the aisle. He sat next to Mia, and they were both asleep. Well, not anymore.

"Lou, seriously? Let me sleep!" Mia said, she was always grumpy when she first woke up.

I got up and grabbed my carry-on luggage. And threw Louis's on top of him.

"Hey!" He yelled at me, obviously pissed.

"Don't wake me up next time." I said in a monotone voice.

Once we were off the plane, we went over to the baggage claim. We had to wait just a bit, and so we sat on the chairs. Mia and Liam took a seat next to me. Shortly afterwards, Mia fell asleep on my shoulder. Liam looked at me, smiling.

"Mate, everything will work out fine. I'll take care of her."

"I know, I just wish she would just show an interest in me. That's all." I told him, and then our baggage showed up.

"Liam, what should I do with her?" I asked him.

"Carry her, duh. That's the gentleman thing to do. I'll get the luggage." Liam said, and I grabbed Mia and carried her bridal style over to where the boys were getting the luggage.

"Awwww... "They cooed at me.

I repositioned Mia, and we started walking to the van that was supposed to take us to the hotel. She twitched just a bit, then said, "Thanks, Niall."

We were walking toward the exit, and then we came across a group of people. Instantly, they got out their cameras, and starting flashing them at us.

"Oh, damn, paparazzi! Niall put Mia down!" Liam called over to me.

My brain heard what he said, but didn't comprehend it. I kept carrying her to the van. I knew this would be in the tabloids, but I didn't care. Mia was so cute when she was sleeping. I didn't want to wake her up.

"Niall! PUT HER DOWN! For your own good!" Liam called back towards me. Our security team was just now catching up to us, and lead us the rest of the way safely to the van.

I sat down in a seat, and set Mia in my lap. She was still sleeping, and I guess she could probably take on Zayn for the least easy to wake up. I held her close, as I know it would be hard to do this when she was awake.

"Niall, what the hell was that?" Liam asked me, now that we had driven off. Shit, I had forgotten what Liam had asked.

"Look, Liam, she was still sleeping, and I didn't want to wake her up!" I said, and the rest of the lads just looked at me and Mia just sitting there.

"But, Niall, the Paps! What if they make up stories? What will Mia say to you?" He asked, and Mia slightly stirred.

"I don't care. I love her." I said.

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<Mia's P.O.V>

(Go back in time a tad bit..)

"Thanks, Niall." I whispered, as I felt Niall carry me to the van. It was nice, not having to walk, as I was very tired. And I fell back asleep.

I felt Niall reposition me as we climbed into the car.

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