Piers Nivans x Reader Part 1/3 [Being Whole Again ~ Revenge]

14. Miss something ?

You wake up to a loud noise. Your eyes crack open. Reaching to the other side of the bed, you grab something you don't expect. A blanket. 'Was that a dream ?...But it felt so real...the warmth.." You touch the blanket again. 'It is cold...of course...it was too good to be real.' you think frowning.
But then you hear that noise again. Your head jerks to the direction of it. You jump out of bed and stumble over to your clothes. You take a quick glance at your reflection in the mirror. You freeze.
'So it wasn't a dream....!' You think as you touch your braided hair. It's all over your head. You begin to loosen them. As a result your hair is wavy now. 'Awesome...As if I don't have enough problems..' you roll your eyes.
Once you are done you pull your hair up in a high //Short hair: pig tail with a few strands hanging out | Long hair: messy pony tail// , so your wavy hair flows a bit free. You grab a T-Shirt and long black sweatpants, without really looking. The T-Shirt is quite big for you, but you could care less. It's comfy and that is all that matters in the morning.
Being more awake now you also hear voices outside, and you also recognize the noise now. Dogs panting and barking. 'The hell I missed that they have dogs out here ?' you ask yourself disbelievingly.

Walking outside you notice it is quite warm today. But then you feel something wet and cold against the back of your hand. You flinch a bit but once you look down you are at ease. It's a husky puppy (Yes I have a obsession with husky's xD). You squeal a bit and crouch down to the puppy's level.
"Where do you come from, sweetheart ?" You ask the puppy as you scratch him behind his ears. He pants a bit. "Hmm...maybe hris knows what to do with you. But I think you need a name...hmm..how about...Ace ?"
He tilts his head to the side and stops panting.
"OK...I also think Chris wouldn't be content with that...then how about karma ?"
He tilts his head to the other and even his tail stops to swing.
"Riiight...because we don't want 'bad' karma here...Fine...last idea...Cherokee ?"
He starts panting again and his tail moves faster than it did before.
"OK I guess Cherokee it is then." You smile at him.
You hear someone whistle. You pick Cherokee up and go towards the noise "Come on, let's get a look."

You start walking towards the whistle noise. Going around a corner you see Chris, Finn and Piers. They look slightly frustrated. Then you see Finn putting two fingers in his mouth and he whistles again. Cherokee does nothing, just stares at you. 'Well trained boys...' you smile at the three.
You walk towards them. "Morning !" You call from a little distance.
They turn around and they sigh in relief. They walk up to you and you meet halfway.
"Do you miss something ?" You smirk as you hold up Cherokee a bit.
"Well...to honest, we searched for this little guy for 2 hours already-" "Where was he ?" Finn cuts Chris off. He looks a bit concerned.
"Umm...I heard a noise and I walked outside and there he was. Cherokee came up to me and then I heard you whistle and then I came over here." You finish, taking a deep breath.
"Cherokee ?" Chris grins, the others chuckle.
"Yes. It means 'people from another language' or something similar to that. What you don't like it ?" you ask them with wide eyes.
"Noo..I don't like it." Chris says. You frown at Cherokee. "I love it." He says making you squeal involuntarily.
"Really ?"
"Really." Piers now says. Immediately you brain is back to the..dream..or whatever it was and you blush.
"Thanks." You says shyly as you nuzzle Cherokee.
"But I still have question.." you turn to Chris.
"Shoot."
"Why is he here ?"
Chris and the others exchange some looks and you just think 'Come on guys...Speak a language I'm also able to understand.'
But soon Finn takes Cherokee from you and Piers grabs your hand. It is needless to say that the heat in your face increases.
He leads you around a few corners until you stand in front of the shooting place. But there aren't any targets. No. There a dozen of husky's.
You smile broadens and you have a hard time to suppress the urge you to cuddle all of them.
As casually as possible you say "They are lovely but it doesn't answer my question."
"Well our bosses decided that we could use some extra security out here. So they gave us a dozen husky's. To a soldiers base. Full of military and soldiers and guns and explosives..." Piers explains sarcastically. You laugh at his explanation.
"Well...That definitely makes sense." Now the whole group breaks out in giggle fits.
Once you take a breather you are serious again.
"But what to do with them ?" Chris asks.
"Well...You could train them..." You suggest with hesitation.
"I also thought about it, but who would do that and what can we do with them then ?"
"Um..I can only offer myself to train them. But trained dogs are always good." You smile at them.

"Piers ?! Didn't you say you miss your sports t-shirt ?!" Marco calls from behind you.
You four turn around. Marco jogs in front of you.
He pants "I..think I found it."
"Awesome. And where is it then ?" Piers asks.
Marco grabs you and pulls you forward by your arms. You yelp and try to free yourself.
But then you hear chuckling behind you. You stop fighting and turn around.
Everything you see is a smirking Chris, a giggling Finn and an extremely blushing Piers.
You feel very exposed so you ask
"What is it ?"
"Well (y/n), " Marco starts "Piers said a few days ago that he couldn't find his shirt. The one with the letters of his last name and the number 12. A black one."
Now it dawns to you. You are wearing it. 'Oh my god. How could this happen. This is why it was so big...and comfy..and it smelled so good...dammit what do I say...?'
"Uh hmm...I-I-I'm sorry, I didn't know. I was with my clothes so I just grabbed one an-"
"(y/n)-"
"Oh my god I'm gonna change it. God why is this happening to me ?" you ramble on, not noticing that Piers already approached you.
"(y/n) !" He calls and shakes your hands in his.
You freeze and glance at him.
"It's OK. You don't have to change if you don't want to. But you can keep it anyways. It suits you more than it suits me anyways." He says in his charming voice.
"O-OK...If you say so." You say a bit embarrassed. 'Why would he want me to keep it ?' you think, but Chris voice snaps you back to reality.
"Sooooo...where did we left of ? Right. How do you want to train them ?" Chris asks you seriously.
You let Piers hands go and step in front of him.
"You'll see, Captain." You smile and walk to the pile of dogs, with Cherokee following you.

"How nice of you to let her keep it, Piers." Marco teases.
"What ? She looks better in it than I do. So what's the point ?" Piers retorts.
"Yeah..whatever. Whether you deny it or not, we know what's going on." Marco teases again.
Piers wants to shoot back, but Chris cuts him off.
"I think it really does suit her. But there is one thing missing." Chris says. All of them raise an eyebrow.
"Well...There has to be an apostrophe behind the 's' of 'Nivans' " He states.
Marco and Chris chuckle but Piers just rolls his eyes.
The latter stomps off, leaving you all behind.
"Let's see if she can do that as well as she can climb." Chris mutters as he turns back to see you playing with the dogs.

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OK..A bit longer this time. See it as an apology for uploading irregular :D
Nooo..not my inability to end a chapter properly...nope, definitely not..xD
Whatever..I hope you liked it anyways :3
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