Nobody Compares

Chapter 38- Words Go In And Out Of The Mind

We pulled up to the hotel. We walked inside. "You can go sit while I order the rooms. You can tell me whatever it was in the hotel room." I nodded, and sat in the lobby. How do I say this? 'Oh hey Niall, Jake raped me, kay?' Maybe, 'Niall, Jake didn't just abuse me. He raped me.' I bit my lip from nervousness so hard I broke flesh, and blood drizzled down my jaw. I pressed my wrist to it, but I wasn't wearing long sleeves. "You ready? Wait, what happened to your lip! Its bleeding! Here lets hurry to the floor." We went into the elevator while thoughts run through my mind. Will Niall think I'm gross after I tell him? Will he think of me differently? Will he break up with me? 

"We'll go and fix that right up!" Niall said, pulling the luggage, leaving me to hold the dripping blood. "Here." Niall slid the card into the suite, 32B. When the door swung open I saw the most amazing room ever. There was a huge bed, and tables on each side of it. We had a good view. We were so hight in the sky you could see the ocean if you squinted, just a teeny bit though. 

I got a napkin and pressed it to my lips. Niall went into the freezer that was at the end of the bed, and got ice and a bag. I took a seat on the bed, holding the napkin tightly to my lower lip. He sat next to me, and moved my arm, taking the napkin away. He gently put the ice on my lip, a romantic gesture really. 

"Thanks," I mumbled when a few minutes passed. I put my finger to my lip to see if it was bloody but it stopped. 

"No problem. What did you want to tell me, though?" He took my hands in his, holding them together. He was too romantic. 

"Jake didn't just hit me...." I trailed off.

"He kicked you?" Niall innocently asked. 

"No, well yeah he did that, but I meant something else. Niall he-"

"Touched you?" He had his teeth grinded together.

"Yeah, and-"

"R-raped you?" Niall grasped my hands tighter. I heard my knuckles crack. When I didn't respond Niall took it as a yes. Niall held my hands tighter.

"Niall, your hurting me!" He immediatley let go of my hands. He put his head in his hands and stood up, walking in a circle. I climbed the the headboard of the bed, and sat against it. "Niall?" 

Niall went into the bathroom for a minute, a bang went off, and he came out with bloody knunckles. I could see the bathroom was almost all marble from the bed. I stood up, holding his bloody hand. I pulled him over to the sink, and put a bandage around it. When I finished wrapping it, he laid on the bed. He clicked the television on, and watched some chick flick. I grabbed a towel and jumped in the shower. I rubbed my forehead, trying to calm down. He did have to hate me for sure, now. I came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my wet body. I grabbed a really long shirt of mine, and threw it on without a bra. I slid panties up from under the opening. I laid down right next to Niall. He curled up into a ball with me in his hands.

"Niall? Are you fine? Do you hate me?" I looked deep into his eyes, as if I were starring into his soul.

"Why would I hate you? I'm fine, just mad."

"At me?" 

"Of course not, princess." I nodded and looked back down. He traced circles along my back where my bra strap would've been. "I'll always love you, okay? No matter what." He kissed the top of my head and sang Stole My Heart to me until I fell asleep. 

When I woke up I had my forehead on Niall's bare chest, as one was on my head, and on my waist. Niall must've took his shirt sometime into the night. I was wearing the shirt that must have rode up in the night, since it was halfway up my thigh, showing my panties.

"Hello, beautiful." I  looked up and saw Niall looking at me. I had my hand on his chest, as if I were holding him in place. 

"Hi. Did I wake you?"

"No, I woke up an hour ago, and I just watched you sleep." I looked at him weary eyed and feeling vulnerable. He had been watching me? He could have picked out all my flaws. My stomach churned in detest at the thought. "You're such a beautiful sleeper, you know?" He pushed hair out of my eyes slowly. 

"I wish." I looked back down, and starred at the window. We were very high in the suite, but was it possible paparazzi could see us? Get good shots of us together? 

"No, you are a pretty sleeper. Did you know you mumble in your sleep?"

"No," I answered truthfully. I sat up and starred at the blonde headed boy. "I do? What do I say?"

"Well last night you did and you mumbled my name a bit, in fact. You said Niall ... and love. That was all." 

"Well then."

"I love you, too, babe." He leaned down and kissed my head lightly. It was as light as a feather. I smiled and for a minute I thought maybe me and Niall were going way to fast, but I dismissed the idea as quick as it came. Going to fast would mean getting engaged soon, but we weren't.

Niall grabbed the remote and turned the television on. It went to local news but he clicked order a movie. For a hour and a half Niall and I laid on the bed in each other's arm watching The Guilt Trip in the out same time as movies.

When the movie ended it went to the guide. Above the time schedule it had a clock. It was already 1 Pm. "Niall!" I cried out loud. He got up to use the bathroom and take a shower but he just got in there. 

"What's wrong, Piper?" He came out with a towel around his waist, and no shirt on. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I replied casually, "it's just that its 1 o'clock." 

"Wow, its late. Well I'm going to get into the shower, you stay here." He went into the shower and soon I heard the water hitting the floor. I clicked Nickelodean and saw Spongebob was on. I jumped up happily. 

It was a repeat; it was the first Spongebob ever. The one where he applies. Squidward doesn't want him to get the job, and neither does Mr. Krabs but when they send him to go on this mission for unnessacary supplies, The Krusty Krab is hit with bus loads of hungry fish at lunch. Unable to cook all the food, they are trapped, and when Spongebob gets back he has to make a bunch of Krabby Patties for everyone. Sometimes the older the show is, the more good it is. The more entertaining.