Youforia [N.H]

31

Aycie Locke

July 1st, Pheonix.

I had woken up in Niall's room once again today.

We might as well stop buying two hotel rooms for us, we're just wasting money.

He however was in a very good mood this morning.

I opened my eyes to see him with a soft smile on his face, laying on his side with his eyes open just slightly, his hand had pulled mine away from Gus and laid it down facing upwards, his fingers grazing back and forth on the sensitive skin of my palm.

For the first few minutes I didn't say anything as I admired him, I was worried that if I spoke I'd be woken up out of a great dream, alone in my bedroom.

But then he spoke a throaty "good morning" breaking the peaceful silence with his smile growing by the second.

My heart felt warm and safe as I moved in closer to him, leaving a kiss on his lips before closing my eyes again, feeling his arms wrap around me tightly.

I always feel so secure sleeping in his arms.

The little haven we had created was soon interrupted as Niall's phone let out a piercing ring, he turned over and blindly grabbed at the night stand until he brought a phone back around to his ear.

"Harry" he mumbled before sliding to answer, bringing the phone to his ear, resting his body up on his other forearm, facing upwards on his back.

I could hear the sound of a very muffled Harry on the other side of the phone

"Fuck, seriously?" Niall groans.

"Right now?" He adds after another few seconds of Harry talking.

"Alright" he nods finishing up their conversation.

"I'll be there in twenty" he sighs before hanging up the phone.

"Is everything okay?" I murmur as he chucks his phone on the bed and leans back onto his side, gazing softly at me, just a little more tense now.

"Managements called a Skype meeting with me and Harry" he tells me, one of his hands brushing through his hair.

"About your little speech yesterday?" I ask with a little smirk and he nods in response.

"I feel like I married you last night" he grins at me.

"Did I pass the test or something?" I giggle at his dramatic wording.

"With flying colours" he nods enthusiastically, leaning down and giving me a quick kiss before crawling out of the bed and going over to his suitcase grabbing some clean underwear and sweatpants before heading into the bathroom where I eventually heard the sound of the water running from the shower.

With the at least 10 minute secured, I grab my phone and call my grandma, something I've been meaning to do the past few days.

"Hi grandma" I smile into the phone.

"Aycie honey, how are you?"

"Good, good, how is everyone there?" I reciprocate

"We're all great, nothing new, I've been cooking homemade meals for Tigger, he's getting spoilt here" she laughs lightly at the mention of Tigger.

"Sounds like he's being treated like royalty, tell him I say hi and that i miss him so much"

"Will do, everything going good with the tour?" She asks.

"Yeah, about that" I start speaking apprehensively, "what can you tell me about my dad?"

"Your dad?" My grandma repeats.