Rock Me(A One Direction Love Story)

Chapter 22 Coming Home

You wake up with a pounding head and you groan. Suddenly a wave of nausea hits you and you barely make it to the bathroom. Zayn opens the door and walks toward you. He holds you hair back as you throw up. “What happened yesterday,” you ask trying not to pass out. “You got a little crazy with your drinks last night, it wasn’t a big deal.” “Oh,” you say. You get up and lose your balance. “Easy there, love. I think you should lay low today,” he says scooping you up and carrying you back to bed. “It’s just a hangover, Zayn. I’ll live.” “I still thank you should lay low. You feel feverish,” he says touching your forehead. “Just relax today, please, for me,” he says pleading. You sigh, giving in. “Fine, but this is ridiculous,” you say lying down. He smiles at you. “Hungry?” “Not really, just have a headache.” “Yeah I would imagine so,” he says turning on the TV. You are too tired to watch it though and you find yourself drifting off. *4 hours later* Your eyes flutter open and you look around. You check your phone and see you have 8 missed calls from Harry, 2 from Liam, and 1 from a number you don’t recognize. You check your voicemail and see you have 3 messages from Harry. You listen. “Hey, _____, just wondering where you are. Guessing you’re doing something was Zayn. Call me.” Another. “Hey, when are you and Zayn getting home? Where are you guys? Call me.” And the last one. “Are you coming back before Niall is coming home. I know he would want you there. Call me. Okay bye.” You jump up. “Zayn!! Zayn, we gotta hurry, Niall’s gonna be coming home today, I forgot.” “Come on, back to bed,” he says. “No Zayn! I have to be there when he gets home.” He sighs. “Okay are you ready?” “Yes,” you say going in the other room to get your bag. “Meet me downstairs,” he calls out. You gather up your stuff and jog out while dialing Harry. “_____, where are you?” “I’m with Zayn, we’re fine. Where’s Niall?” “Wondering where you are. You better hurry he’s coming home soon. You know he’s not happy that you’ve been gone since yesterday with Zayn.” “Nothing happened, I swear. Me and Zayn aren’t like that.” “I’m not the one you need to convince.” You bite your lip. “What time is Niall coming home?” “In about five hours. They’re running a few more tests and bracing him up and then they’ll discharge him. Why, where are you?” “That’s not important. I’ll be there when he gets home.” “I hope so,” he says before the line goes dead. You step off the elevator and walk into the lobby looking for Zayn. “You again,” you hear someone say. “Oh hey,” you say recognizing the guy from the lounge. “Look, sorry about last night it was rude of me. I’d like to start over with you some time. Hit me up if you’re free,” he says handing you a slip of paper. “Yeah, I’ll do that. Thanks,” you say turning away. You see Zayn and you walk towards him as he finishes the checkout process. You walk outside and see Zayn’s car in the valet section. “Didn’t you leave your car at that old clubhouse,” you say confused. “I had it valeted up here last night because I knew you’d want to beat Niall home. “Oh,” you say as you get into the passenger seat. “Buckle up,” he says getting in. He starts the car and puts on some music, but you don’t feel that great so you tilt your chair back and fall asleep the whole way home. *4 hours later* you wake in your bed and you look around confused. You get up and finger comb through your hair, then run out to see what time it is but bump into Zayn. “Oh, I was just about to wake you, Niall’s on his way over.” “Oh Zayn, we should prank him. We should tell him I’m not here and see how it reacts.” “Okay, I’ll tell Harry to tell the other guys.” “Okay sweet. I’ll go hide in his room.” He nods as a knock on the door gives away their arrival. You run into Niall’s room and shut the door quietly. You hear the boys talking downstairs so you look around for a good hiding place. You settle on the closet and get in, shutting the door lightly. Some minutes later you see Niall limping on his crutches into his room. He looks absolutely gutted and you almost blow your cover because it’s too much, but you wait. You see him lie down and stare up at the ceiling. Suddenly he gets up and grabs his guitar and a book. He starts strumming and hums. Then you see him close his eyes and think. Then he starts to sing, “Maybe I just gotta wait…Maybe this…is a mistake… Maybe…” he stops. “I’m just a fool,” he mutters. Then his eyes light up and he starts strumming. “Maybe I just gotta wait, maybe this is a mistake, I’m a fool yeah…baby I’m just a fool yeah.” He repeats it and it sounds like pure perfection. He writes down the lyrics and smiles. He lies back down and sings, “I wanna be last, yeah, baby let me be your, let me be your last first kiss…I wanna be…” He stops. “Ugh, whatever,” he says. “You know, you’re not that bad of a singer,” you say opening the closet doors. He screams in shock and you laugh at his face. “Oh you should see your face, it’s priceless.” “Oh my God, what are you doing in my closet?” “I wanted to surprise you,” you say laughing and going over next to him. He scoots over and you lay down next to him. “You didn’t come with the guys yesterday afternoon or this morning. Where did you and Zayn go,” he asks looking at you. “He took me to this villa thing.” “For the whole night,” he says a little upset. “Yes, but nothing happened I swear, Niall. I only feel that way for you.” He looks at you worried, but his face slowly starts to relax. “Sorry I’m so edgy; I was just worried about you.” “Well no need to worry. I’m fine.” “How are your lips working,” he asks smiling. Good as ever,” you say laughing. You lean over to him and lower your lips to his. He moves his mouth up and kisses you. You both kiss until his stomach growls and he pulls away embarrassed. “I’m guessing you’re hungry,” you say giggling, “I’ll get you some food.” “Hurry back, angel,” he says smiling at you. You practically float downstairs until you bump into Harry, “Well how’d it go,” he asks. “How’d what go?” “The surprise, did he fall for it?” “Oh yeah, it was great,” you say thinking about Niall’s perfect lips. You start biting your lip telling yourself to control your thoughts, and Harry notices. “What really happened up there,” he asks. “Oh, nothing. He’s hungry,” you say changing the subject. If Niall wanted to keep your relationship hush hush then you could respect that. You thought that was the best idea anyway because the last thing you needed was another reason for Zayn to hate you. You make a plate for Niall and walk back upstairs. “Here ya go,” you say handing it to him. “Thanks babe,” you hear him say before he starts full commando jamming the food down his throat as if he hasn’t eaten in centuries. You hold in a giggle and watch him. He stops, “Did you want some?” “No, go ahead, I’m good,” you say smiling. With that, he begins to dig in again. You grab his guitar still lying beside him and start to strum like he had earlier. “Lyrics,” you ask, and he blushes. You grab for his book but he shakes his head. “What,” you ask opening up to the page he has marked. You see his lyrics, but you also see your name scribbled everywhere in his rushed handwriting. Your smile widens and he sits there watching your reaction. You don’t want to make it awkward so you go back to strumming. “I wanna be last, yeah, baby let me be your, let me be your last first kiss…” you think then start over. “Baby let me be your, let me be your last first kiss. I wanna be first yeah, wanna be the first…” you sigh. “I’ve only written one song, so as you can tell I’m totally inexperienced,” you say blushing. “No, that was perfect, I’m definitely using it,” he says with his mouth full. You keep strumming random chords until you remember one of your favorite songs. You start to sing, “I think that possibly, maybe I’m falling for you… Yes there’s a chance that I’ve fallen quite hard over you.” You see Niall’s eyes light up and he joins in, “I’ve seen the paths that your eyes wander down, I wanna come too,” he says looking in your eyes. “Because, oh because I’ve fallen quite hard over you,” he finishes. You both look at each other and you bite your lip wanting him. He sees your eyes burning with desire and you realize he feels the same way. His eyes dance like a tiger stalking their prey. Ready to attack. He pushes his empty plate off the bed, and gets on top of you, kissing you. You smile against his lips and run your fingers through his hair. You break for air, and he kisses up and down your neck hungrily. “Niall, I swear if you give me a hickey, I’ll kill you.” He laughs his adorable laugh and kisses you softer taking care not to tease your skin like before. He finally pulls away and pushes your hair out of your face. You look at each other and he slowly moves in for another kiss when someone knocks on the door. You hear him cuss under his breath and you jump out of his bed and grab the plate. “Come in,” you both say. Harry opens the door. “Just wanted to check in on the kiddies. How is everybody,” he asks smirking. “We’re fine, Harry, thanks,” you say pretending to be annoyed. He laughs, “I didn’t ruin anything did I?” You look at Niall, and see he’s already looking at you. In that moment you don’t have to answer Harry, because the hunger in Niall’s eyes is still burning bright and Harry can see it plain as day. “Oh, I see,” he says laughing. “Well, I’ll leave you two to do the deed then,” he says wiggling his eyebrows. You follow him out. “Harry, you can’t tell anybody.” “Don’t worry, love, your secrets safe with me,” he says smiling. “Have fun you two,” he says backing down the stairs. You shake your head and laugh as he bumps into the wall. You walk back inside and see Niall sitting there. “I’m not done with you,” he says roughly. You bite your slip shyly. “Don’t bite your lip, I want to do that,” he says and you blush. “Calm down,” you say laughing. You come over and he tries to kiss you but you turn your head and he groans. “Oh don’t be a pill,” you say rolling your eyes. “Get some rest, you’ve had a big day.” “Will you stay with me,” he asks with wide eyes. “Of course, I’ll be right here when you wake up,” you say smiling. He pulls you close and kisses the top of your head before his eyes flutter shut and his mouth opens slightly showing that he’s out like a light.