Summer Love (a Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Summer Love - Chpt. 11

'I'm so tired, I could eat a zebra." Lola mutters. She's so tired that the things thatbshe mutters don't even make sense.

"Sure you are." I say as Lola rests her head on my shoulder as we all walk to our hotel rooms. Lola has nearly completely ignored Harry since we've arrived in New York. Even though he has chosen to take her along, over any other person.

"G-good night Lola." Harry says very sweetly to Lola, who slowly perks her head up off my shoulder, giving him a glare. I do get how she feels. She saw him all over this other girl at this pub in London, and they were sort of a couple.

"Harry." Lola mumurs, turning to the our hotel room. Lola invites me in, but before I can step inside, I feel a pair of muscular arms snake around my waist, and hot breath fans my neck, making my eyes flutter closed, and making me nearly collapse at my knees.

"Had a good flight, Love?" Nialls deep, Irish voice says into my ear, nuzzling his face into my neck. Lola awkwardly closes the door, her eyes sort of saying 'obviously not a couple, aye.'

"I-I had a good flight." I say, slowly turning myself around, to face Nialls braces. I've always thought braces were cute on guys, especially guys like Niall. But when I had braces, I felt like a dorky teenager. But Niall only ever complimented them. I look into his blue eyes, looking very tired, but making me ever so more awake.

"I love your eyes." I blurt unconsiously, covering my mouth at what I had just let slip.

"I-I, I. That wasn't meant to come-"

"I love your eyes too, they're gorgeous, just like all of you." Niall says, inturupting my stuttering. I immediatley flush red in the cheeks, making my face feel heavier. I give a crocked, unsure smile, trying not to be even more awkward.

"Don't be awkward, Jess, I gave you a compliment." Niall teases, kissing the tip of my nose, which would usually be very weird, coming from a friend, but for some reason with Niall it feels different. The way his soft lips gently press on the tip, sending tingles straight through to my toes.

"Good night, Jessie." Niall whispers into my ear, fanning warm breath down my neck to my chest.

"Night Nialler." I whisper, turning to my door and giving Niall one last smile, in return for his.

"You guys so are not a couple!" Lola says, unwrapping the towel from her head.

"Yep!" I say, popping the 'p' in answer to her sarcastic question.

"Have a shower Mrs Horan, you smell like aeroplane, other peoples sweat and potato mash." Lola says, plonking herself onto the (only one) King sized bed, with an fancy bed head. I smell myself. Wow, how the hell could she smell all that from half way across the room?

"Ok then I'll come to be too." I say, pointing at the place next to Lola in the bed, raising my eye brows in warning. If Lola spead herself out like a starfish like she usually does, then I'm going to get out my machine gun.

I step out of the bathroom, after drying myself and changing into my black bra, cheetah prink tank top and grey track pants; I'm a bit of a bogan when it comes to how I dress in bed.

Ah, I should have known. Lola has starfished completely over the massive bed, using her long limbs to act as a sort of net, making it impossible for me to snuggle in a go to sleep.

"Ugh, Lola!" I whisper/shout, giving her a death stare through the darkness, the only light is coming from the bathroom behind me. No responce. I need to sleep. Nialls room.

As I walk down the hall to his room, I honestly feel like dropping to the ground and sleeping there, although, I could just knock on his door and sleep in his room.