Turning the Rebel Good

Chapter Ten - Lay With Me?

*Ryan's POV*

I just finished my shower. I stepped out and dried off with my towel. I assume Niall went to bed so I didn't bother wrapping myself up. I opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. 

"Listen Ryan, I'm s--." Niall started. "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, covering his eyes. 

"Eh." I said, walking to my closet. 

I put on a black bandeau with black panties and black sweat shorts. Exiting the closet, I noticed Niall seated on my bed. 

"I am so so sorry Ryan." Niall stood up. "I didn't mean to---" 

I cut him off by crashing my lips onto his. He started to kiss back but I quickly pulled away. 

"What a way to shut me up." He laughed. 

"Yep." I smiled. 

I pulled up the covers and climbed in. Niall stood up and was about to leave the room. 

"Ni?" I said. 

"Hmm?" He turned around. 

"Lay with me?" I asked innocently. 

"Erm..." He thought for a minute. "Sure." 

He took off his shirt and stripped down to his boxers. I lifted the covers so he could slide in by me. I laid my head on his chest and he instinctively wrapped his arms around my waist. He kissed my forehead. 

"Good night princess." He whispered. 

"Good night my prince." I whispered back. 

I closed my eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep. 

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*Harry's POV*

I slowly opened my eyes and noticed no one in the room. I sat up and got out of bed. I walked downstairs and found 3/5 of One Direction and 4/5 of the gang. 

"Where's Ryan and Niall?" I asked groggily. 

"Ryan's still sleeping that's for sure. Not sure about your Irish boy." Tristen shrugged. 

I nodded my head and started up the stairs. 

"Where you going mate?" Zayn asked. 

"Check on Ryan." I said, my voice coming out hoarse. 

I continued my journey up the stairs and stopped outside of Ryan's room. I looked at the clock on the wall and read 2:47. 

"Time to wake up." I muttered to myself. 

I pushed open Ryan's door and was completely surprised. There lay Ryan with Niall's arms wrapped around her body. I quickly shut the door and ran downstairs. 

"So uh, you're Ryan's best friend right?" I asked Tristen. 

"Yea? Why?" He asked confused. 

"Are you by any chance protective of her?" I asked, trying to sound casual. 

"We all are." I heard Aaron growl. "Why are you asking?" 

"And get straight to the point curly." Tristen glared at me. 

By now Aaron, Jake, Tristen, and Luke were cornering me, waiting for me to speak. 

"Niall is upstairs with Ryan!" I almost yelled. 

"What?!" Tristen screamed. 

The four guys ran upstairs with me and the lads following right behind. Tristen burst through the door.