I starred at the white wall, tears sliding down my face. I cried for me, for Jake, for my danger, for Niall, but mostly my flaws. I heard Niall mumble a few times, but eventually I heard him say he needed to go the bathroom. Niall walked to the door, and turned to smile at me. I quickly pulled the blanket over my face. I heard him chuckle and go into the bathroom. When he walked out, he snuck up to me. I yanked the blanket back up. I tried breathing through the comforter, but I had trouble. Niall yanked it back down. He saw the swollen eyes, and the tear stained cheeks. When a tear tried to make its way to the sheet, Niall put his thumb on it, brushing it away. "What's wrong beautiful? Why are you crying, Piper?" He brushed another tear with his thumb.
"Niall, I know you truly don't like me. I just want to know why you'd have to play me like that?! I really liked you!" I screamed between sobs. I turned over in the big bed. I looked at the big window. It was finally sunset.
"Why would you think that?"
"Niall, I'm not deserving of you. I'm fat, and ugly, and just worthless. I don't know why you'd even talk to me! I should just kill myself." The words slipped out before I could take them back. I never told anyone my deepest thoughts.
"What?" I starred outside. "What did you say?" I let a few more tears slip. Niall climbed into the big bed the side I was facing. He put one hand under my face, catching tears. "Why would you say such a thing?"
"Because it's true." I looked down. His hand met my cheek again.
"Don't you ever say that. If you ever did such a thing, I would end up killing myself. You are my world, Piper. I can't even believe you'd think yourself is fat, and worthless. You are the most beautiful, skinniest, and perfect girl I ever met. I truly do love you with all of my heart." I nodded carelessly, and fell asleep to him whispered the song Just the Way You Are by Bruno Mars.
The sun was beating down onto my face as if I were the African desert. Someone close the blinds! I sat up. Something was cooking, or well, burning I guess. I jumped up, seeing Niall wasn't laying down. Did he even know how to cook?
I ran down the short hall. He was standing over a perfectly cooked yellow egg. Before realizing I was there he slid the egg onto a plate. He put some ham, bacon, and cheese in the middle and flipped it. A perfect omelet. Beside the omelet plate was another plate of scrambled eggs. "I suppose one is mine?" I asked casually. Niall turned abruptly, and giggled his famous giggle.
"Nope, all for me! Just kidding! I made you an omelet. Harry told me you liked them." I took a bite of the eggs. It was delicious.
"Niall, in case singing doesn't work out in the future - go to culinary school." We laughed as we sat on the big couch. Soon we were finished with our breakfast, and we were bored. Finally we turned the television on for the first time.
"What do you want to watch?" All Judy and Tom had was DVD's, but no cble plan. They had a couple of scary movies, funny ones, even chick flicks. "Whichever movie you want to see, princess." I looked at the long list of movies. Finally I chose to watch Ted.
We watched through the disturbingly funny movie, but soon we were left with nothing. I spotted a DVD from the couch and immediatley shot straight up. It was my favorite movie. The Vow. "Niall, have you ever seen The Vow?" He vigorously shook his head. "We are now!"
When the crash part happened I couldn't help but sob. I was very emotional, and it was scary to think that it could seem like you fell asleep and just woke up but reall you've already lived 10 years of your life and it was taken from a car crash or whatever.
"It's okay princess! Don't cry! I love you! Please don't cry!" He kissed the tears on my cheek that fell onto our lap. I snuggled up to Niall under a blanket, getting cozy. I laid my head on his shoulder, and put my hands clasped together in my lap.
When that movie ended it was 7. "I need a shower!" I exclaimed with a giggle. I ran off, grabbing a towel and a change of clothes. I ran the steamy hot water, as it fell off my body. I scrubbed my body clean, finally feeling clean and fresh. I quickly dried off and dressed myself in some baggy clothes I had. The shirt I was wearing went so low you could see the top of my bra, but I was alright.
When I plopped back on the couch we both agreed to watch a scary movie. Scary movies never really scared me. This wasn't even a scary movie as it seemed. It seemed like a musical. Me and Niall laughed the whole time. When it finally ended I made us pasta. We had chicken in it, and mashed potatoes. I got a whole plate of mashed potatoes, and a tiny portion of pasta with chicken in it. Niall laughed loudly. "You like potatoes, I guess?"
"Yep! I'm 25% Irish. You're 100, but I'm a fourth. So ha!" The mashed potatoes were good, and tasty. When we finished I was tired, but I wanted to do one thing before bed. "Niall?" I whispered lightly.
"Yeah?"
"I was kind of wondering if..."
"What is it, princess?"
"Will you sing me to sleep?" And he did. He sang a few One Direction songs as I drifted off to sleep. I was pressed up against him in a spooning position. "Niall?" I drowsy, and I usually blabber when I'm tired, so I tried controlling myself. "Do the boys or management care you're here?"
"No. We are off for now." He went back to humming, but soon he whispered something. "I was talking to my mum this morning. She said she cannot wait to meet you." I giggled happily. I couldn't wait. I heard only good things about the one and only Maura Horan. Also Bobby and Greg Horan. "I didn't tell the lads about us yet. We'll tell them when we get back. Which I heard should be very very soon!" I smiled. That was the last thing I thought about before drifting into a peaceful slumber. Niall and I going to tell people we were dating. How wonderful does that sound?
I woke up to a little snoring. I knew it wasn't me because my throat didn't hurt, and I don't snore often. I leaned up on my elbows, searching for the noise maker. I giggled quietly when I saw the culprit. Niall. I put my hand on his cheek, and moved his blonde/brown hair out of his eyes. He was so cute.
A/N the answer to the last lyric question was 'Va Va Voom' by Nicki Minaj. I had such a different taste in music. First it was metal, then its rap. My Spotify playlist is literally One Direction, Carrie Underwood, Nicki Minaj, Cher Lloyd, Sleeping With Sirens, Ed Sheeran, Suicide Silence, Kelly Clarkson, Pierce the Veil, its like so different.

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