Escape From Reality (N.H)

Chapter Four

My heads pounding. I turn over pulling the pillow on top on my head groaning. I couldn't help but notice how nice the bed sheets smelt. It was like men's arftershave. I carefully sat up in the bed looking around. Where am I.

It looked like a spare room. But there was pictures on the bed side table. It was a picture of the one direction boys. Maybe I'm at Megan's. I got out of the bed curiously looking around as I walked out of the bedroom.

There was two other bedrooms and a bathroom. There was people down stairs. I could hear talking and laughing. I bit my lip walking downstairs. I hope who ever lives here didn't mind that stayed.

"Hello?" I called out as I got to the bottom of the stairs. Whole house went quiet for a few seconds before I could hear footstepts coming my way. I turned away from who ever it was. I felt ashamed of myself. I'm 17 and went clubbing. I made a fool out of myself. "Ehem" someone behind me cleared their throat.

It was a boy. I sighed slowly turning around with a bright red blush. My eyes widened. I couldn't believe it. "Um. I". I didn't know what to say. "It's alright. Come and sit down. I made food." His Irish accent echoed throughout the house. I nodded slightly following him towards the kitchen.

"Easy niall bringing home girls. Your ment to be the quiet one" it was harry. I didn't know what to think. Does niall know that it's me he's talking to on Twitter. He laughed at his comment shaking his head. I stayed quiet. What was going on.

I sat down on the other side of the table. "W. What am I doing here" I asked quietly. Mostly to myself. Niall raised an eyebrow. "What do you remember from last night?" He questioned with an amused look on his face. I thought back to last night. "I remember being at. Umm. Your gig" I blushed lightly playing with my hands.

"Then dancing like some crazy person" he nodded grinning at me. I pouted slightly. " don't look at me like that" niall and Harry laughed. I joined in also. Maybe I should ask niall if he knows who I am. As if Harry was reading my mind. "Hey arnt you the one who writes a blog about us" harry smirked.

He reads it as well! My mouth hung open in shock at niall. "Don't blame me! He caught me reading it!" Niall wined like a little boy. "Look I'm not going to lie but we all read what you put on there. And someone like you don't look like you have such a dirty mouth I'm telling you" Harry laughed at me. He's a bit of an ass isn't he.

"Well that teaches you not go judge a book by its cover then doesn't it" I sighed. Niall placed down some pancakes infront of me. I smiled thanking him. "Oh and she's sassy!" Harry practically shouted. I ignored him eating my food. "Hm this is lovely niall!" I complimented. Smiling at him. He already had a cheesy smile on his face as if he knew what I was going to say.

I laughed at him shaking my head. I felt confident around niall. It was weird. I'm usually socialy awkward. "Oi you. Who's your friend. She's quite sexy isn't she" Harry grinned. I frowned. I didn't like how harry was talking about her. I don't care if I only met her yesterday.

She was still my friend. "Umm to good for you. So don't try it" I spoke with an innocent smile on my face. He snorted. "Some fan you are" he mumbled before walking away. I rolled my eyes ignoring him again. Niall smiled slightly. "I'm sorry about him. He's not usually that bitchy"