Nobody Compares

Chapter Twenty-Five- Shopping

I got up and went to the fridge. We had only a few eggs left, and no bacon or ham. We had potatoes though. I cut the potatoed and made hash browns, and scrambled eggs with cheese. I put some on my plate and some on Niall's. It turned 9 am, and I was finished with my breakfast and Niall was still asleep. His food was getting cold, so I decided to bring it to him. I carried the plate of cold food into the room, placing it on the bedside table. Niall was still sound asleep, so I sat on the edge, rubbing his arm. 

"Niall..." I cooed. "Wake up, eggs but no bacey!" He barely opened his eyes before smiling. "Good morning, handsome." He did the kissey-duck face, so I leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. He tried to kiss me more, like makeout, but I wouldn't let him. "Morning breath, so nope! Eat your breakfast lazy. I made it. And we need to go shopping - again." I smiled, and grabbed some normal clothes and jumped into the bathroom. I turned the steaming water on, and stripped myself of my clothes. 

I washed my head with some ancient shampoo and conditioner. It was probably changing my hair color back to brown. I sighed. I reached for the soap and washing cloth, but I stopped when I heard a noise. I pulled the curtain back just a teeny bit, and squeezing my fat head out. Niall was standing in front of the toilet, with the seat up and ... his 'unmentionables' hanging out. He was using the bathroom. Ew.

"NIALL!" I screeched, yanking the curtain closed, embarressed. "Oh my gosh, you could've at least told me!" 

"You've probably saw it before." He shrugged it off. 

"Not yours! Now I feel bad! Oh my gosh, Niall!" 

I peeked my head back out peering at him, but using my hand to cover ... yeah. "You'd see it sometime soon anyway." I dropped my jaw, and turned the shower off. 

"You're so gross! Can you pass the towel?" I reached for it but realized if I did get it, I'd have to get out of the shower. 

"Ha, you don't want to commit to me do you? I'm okay with going around naked. Guess you're not! Why don't we become naturasists?!" He laughed. 

"Please pass the towel?" I looked at him with a puppy dog face. Finally Niall pulled his pants back up. "For me?" 

"I guess I could...." he said before running to the bed and sitting on the corner. He wanted me to get out of the shower naked. No, way in hell. "You need to dry off, or at least get your clothes." Tried to reach for the towel again but couldn't. I pulled the shower curtain down, wrapping it around me. Niall looked astonished. I grabbed the towel, and closed the door. Sadly, there weren't any locks. I wrapped myself in the towel, and dried off quickly. 

"Now she's feeling so low since she went solo,

Hole in the middle of my heart like a polo. 

And it's no joke to me,

So can we do it all over again?" I sang to my boyfriend's solo in Over Again. 

As I dried myself I realized how alike we were. We both chose to dye our air blonde. We both love Ne-yo, and The Script. We both like food, even though I don't show it. We both chose to sing as our career. 

I smiled. I dropped the towel on the floor, and reached for my clothes, but they weren't there. I searched the whole bathroom, but they weren't there. "Niall," I growled. I opened the door a little bit to see him holding my clean clothes. "Give. Me. My. Clothes. Right. Now." He laughed loudly before placed the bundle of clothes beside him. He pulled my panties off the top of the pile. Sadly, Gemma packed me all bikini's or thongs. Even sadder, this morning I grabbed a thong. Curse you Gemma for packing. . . . those. 

"Why would you have to wear this?" He stretched out the pink, zebra stripped panties. He laughed loudly again, clapping his hands like a little boy. "Who do you have to impress, today?" 

"For your information, Horan, I didn't pack my own damn bag." My cheeks flourished with red liquid. He gulped. "Give me my goddamn clothes!" 

"Come get it." I grabbed the towel, and wrapped it protectively around my body. It wasn't a beach towel, so it barely covered my butt. I flung open the door, and tried to take my clothes from the boy. "Give me a kiss first." He puckered his lips. I groaned, quickly kissing it. He fell back on the bed, making me lay on him since his arms were around my mid back. 

"Niall, please!" I pretended to cry, squirming to get off the boy's body. I reached for the clothes he held at the end of the bed. My breasts were getting squished with all of my body weight on them, squeezing them against Niall's chest. [A/N it came out dirtier than I wanted... so sorry :/]

"Here," he whispered, pretending to be sorry about what he did. I smiled, kissing his cheek, and sat up. I turned around, heading to the bathroom, that is until he pulled my towel off my body.

He cheered as I ran to the bathroom, trying to cover my body as best as I could. I finally got into the bathroom, and even through the hard wood walls, I could hear the Irishman's laugh. "I'll just have to tell your mum about you doing that!" The laughter immediatley stopped. When I got all my clothes on, I walked back into the room. 

He smiled cheekily. "Now I saw you, you saw me." He laughed loudly. 

"That wasn't funny. And you only saw my ass, so ha!" But even I had to giggle. I put my sneakers on, which were my only shoes brought here. "You ready to go shopping?" He nodded, running into the bathroom. I began to leave the room to walk into the kitchen, but first I opened the bathroom door, and ran off. 

I wrote everything I needed on the tiny slip of paper. 

-LONGER TOWELS.

-Eggs

-Bacon

-Ham

-Bread

I finished the list off right before Niall got out of the bathroom. He walced right to me, kissing me cheek lightly. 

We drove right back to that store, and hurried inside. We got everything we needed, and as a special dinner tonight, Niall decided he'd cook something special. I didn't get to see what it was though. He wouldn't let me see.

Niall once again took me to the magazines, but this time I had an idea to get him back for the 50 Shades of Grey book. I went over to the Playboys and put it in the cart. "What . . .?" He asked.

"Well, I mean men do have needs," I said trying to mock what he said to me two days earlier. 

"Yeah but that's wrong .." He pulled the magazine out of the cart and put it back. "Those girls grew up a sad life. It's disrespectful to do something like that to yourself. Your body is yours. Anybody can see that magazine, and imagine if their parents did?" I never thought of it like that. "That book is different. It doesn't have any pictures, and it isn't reality." I nodded, seeing a whole different side of Niall. Everyone thought he wasn't the smartest one in the group; it was Liam. But really Niall was very smart, with sense. 

"Wow, that's very logical." When a couple who were observing magazines passed by the woman muttered something to the man.

"Why can't you be that sweet, Will?" (If anyone cares I personalized that name.) He groaned, sending the not paying attention Niall a kill-me look. I giggled lightly.

"You're really sweet. I catched a good one, didn't I?" I hugged his arm, smiling. 

"Do you want a book or a magazine?" I shook my head, but he grabbed all the teenage girl magazines again. They must be new ones. I laughed. 

This time we went through the whole store not being noticed. We forgot the disguises this time, so luckily no one recongnized. Even better, there weren't any teens around.

Hey guys! Okay follow me reference Tumblr: Naughtydirectioners22. Okay so anywhore, I love you and you're perfect and I'm sorry. I wrote this a year ago, Liam was the perfect boy, so no hate. An I know its shitty. Anywhore, I love you all, you're perfect!