If I Let You Know... [N.H.]

30. Nobody To Love

I feel something caressing my back, but I'm too asleep to react to the touch. Then someone pecks my cheek. I giggle and open my eyes, looking at the blond boy who is lying on his tummy and looking at me.

"Hi" he smiles

"Hey" I smile back.

My smile quickly disappears when I look out the window.

"Niall... What time is it?"

"It may be half past four?" he answers

"What?"

"I can't sleep!" he says turning around on the bed; "Freaking jet-lag!"

I burst out laughing.

"You arrived here a week ago, Niall!"

"Don't laugh at me" he pouts, "I can't sleep"

"And what do you want me to do?"

"Don't know" he says shrugging his shoulders, "I haven't brought me guitar so I can't play to entertain myself"

"Let's make a deal" I chuckle, "you can't wake me up again unless the dawn has broken or you have a guitar to play"

"Deal" he agrees with a grin; "But what do we do now?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Cuddle, maybe?" he shyly asks looking away.

The request sends a chill down my spine and brings a silly smile to my face.

"Sure" I say opening my arms and letting him bury his face on my neck.

"Hm" he groans some minutes later.

"What?"

"Big spoon" he grins.

I chuckle and turn around, leaning my head on his chest.

"Thanks" he mumbles as his strong arms surround the upper part of my body.

We eventually fall asleep again and the alarm clock wakes us up some hours later.

"Up, Niall!" I say poking him, "St. Louis' Stadium is waiting for you!"

"No..." he slurs burying his face on the pillow.

"Up!" I say shaking him and laughing.

We have breakfast and meet the boys in the lobby.

Some fans gather outside screaming the boys' names.

"Is everyone here?" Sam asks looking around.

"Yeah"

"Let's go then" he says opening the hotel door.

I feel some fingers intertwining with mine. I look down to see Niall's bitten-nails fingers on the back of my hand. I look up at him and smile, gently squeezing his hand.

Liam and Paddy start walking through the crowd, followed by Basil, Niall and I and Harry  and Dave behind us.

Fans try to reach out for us and I turn to Niall to see him looking down at his phone while we walk.

"Niall, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, just..."

"Niall, put the phone down, you're going to drop it"