Stubborn Love.

Chapter 173

Chapter 173

Niall POV

I knew we wouldn't end up skyping. I just knew it, but hearing her voice, or her laughter for that matter, that was enough. At least for tonight. I didn't want to hang up, and neither did she but when the watch on my phone told me that it was already past midnight, I knew that we eventually had to end our call.

"Sleep well, Kels. Just call me whenever you want to call me." I grab the sheets and pull them over me, snuggling up in my massive bed (it is definitely too big for a single person).

"How about we talk every other night. You could help me with Geography and Maths. And maybe English." That is a .. horrible idea. Worst idea I have ever heard. Not the calling part but more the "Please help me with school" part.

"You do know I suck. Like I dropped out of school for a reason." Actually I didn't exactly drop out of school.

"You left school because of One Direction and not because you sucked, Niall."

"Okay, I'm gonna help you as much as I can but don't expect too much."

"To be honest, I don't expect anything at all." Good. That makes it a hell lot easier.

"You're a smart girl.", I admit and look up to the ceiling.

"I am talking to you, I can't be that smart. I'm going to bed now. Text me when you wake up."

"Will do. And you're right. But I'm pretty amazing so don't downgrade yourself young lady." I roll further to the side until I'm able to reach the light so I can turn it off.

"Talk to you in two days. And don't forget to text me." She doesn't have to remind me. I wouldn't forget. I'd probably forget everything but not messaging Kels. And she should know that.

"I won't text you. On purpose. Goodnight idiot."

"Idiot? That I call the best compliment in history. Sleep tight. Or not. I wish you bad dreams. Like really bad ones." Before I can say anything, she hangs up. Like I said, she's a pretty smartarse. Nate has probably taught her how to be extremely mean. That boy. I really have to scold him the next time we meet.

Putting me phone on the nightstand, I turn around so I face the wall. Closing my eyes, I'm hoping sleep will take me over soon. Which must have happened quicker than I thought. The next thing I know, is waking up to my alarm. God, how I hate that noise. Very cruel and very annoying. It's just too fucking early to have to get up and get ready for the day. I groan and somehow manage to crawl out of my bed. There's no sound coming from outside my room and when I open the door, it's still pitch dark and thick curtains cover the massive windows. I am the first one to be awake. How did that happen? Wait. Something doesn't feel right. I didn't have to turn off my alarm, it just stopped. What if it wasn't my alarm but an actual call? Fuck.

I hurry back inside my room, carefully closing the door behind me, not wanting to wake up the others. When I reach my bed, I grab my phone. 4 fucking am. One missed call. Blocked number. I'm still holding my phone in my hand when it starts going off again. Buzzing and making a sound. Too surprised of what is happening, I let it drop to the floor.

"Nialler? How are you.. Darragh he picked up. I knew he wouldn't be asleep." Sean. Freaking Sean is calling me from a blocked number, sounding extremely drunk. I must have touched the answer button. Now there's no way going back. I eventually have to deal with my fucked up friends.

"Niall.. still there?" Oh yeah I am.

"Have you lost your mind? It's in the middle of the night." I sound angrier than I actually am but still.. it is not okay. A few months ago, I wouldn't have minded any drunk calls or texts. I actually would have been happy. I still miss my friends back in Ireland but I have a different life now, being busy and working all day. I need my sleep, at least during the night.