When Everything is Nothing. (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Accompanied

I grabbed two towels out of my bathroom and stepped out, throwing one to Niall who was sitting at the edge of my bed.

He gratefully caught it, then began patting himself dry of the rainwater soaking him.

"I'm hungry. Are you hungry? You know what? I'm ordering in." I determined, my stomach growling.

I dialed a few buttons before room service answered.

"I think that's the most I've ever heard you talk!" Niall laughed in the background as I listened on the phone.

"Hi, can you send two orders of fried scallions, a large order of chips, a bag of crisps, and a large plate of bangers and rashers.... To room 238. Thanks."

I hit end and placed the phone down.

I turned around to see Niall's beautifully-crooked smile gleaming on his face.

"What?"

"I think I've found my soulmate," he joked.

"You like food too?"

"Like is an understatement." He corrected.

~

There was a knock at the door. Niall jumped up quickly and answered the door, expecting for it to be room service.

"Brodie, someone's here."

Niall stepped aside as I walked over to whoever was at the door.

A tall, handsome figure with chiseled features, dark hair, tanned skin, and crystal eyes stood at the door.

"Hi Stan!"

"Hi Brodie." He greeted, then looked towards Niall standing behind me, then locked eyes with me and winked.

I rolled my eyes and laughed. "This is Niall."

"I'm Stan," he nodded to Niall, smiling, before focusing back on me.

"I came in because I wanted to know if I should save you a seat tonight?"

"We already ordered in," I informed him, "no thank you."

"Alright, well, you two have fun... But not too much fun." He laughed to himself before leaving the room.

~

The next few days consisted of audio/tech in the morning, and around three o'clock when we both got out, we ended up playing some kind of sport for a while, then eating in.

The great part about Niall was whenever I didn't want to talk, he understood that, and instead we would find some other way to still be together, whether it was passing the futball or walking around the building.

He made it so easy, too. He knew my limits and what not to cross.

And it was nice having company for once.