Someone Like You

Chapter 4

Chapter 4   Once again I pulled out the keys to my apartment, Niall anxiously hopping from one foot to the other. I opened the door and Niall dashed past me and flops onto my couch. I smile to myself as I set down my bag and place my keys in the key bowl. Hanging up my coat, I turn to Niall and say;  "I see you've already made yourself at home." I smirk. He beams at me, then winks. Oh my god only if you saw the wink, it was-just- great.  I told him to help himself to anything in the fridge, which he quickly took advantage of. Hopping up off the couch and into the kitchen.  I called to him that I'd be in the shower, he looked up from the fridge to look at me. He looked me up and down. Some sort of  greedy look coming into his eyes.  "What the hell, Niall? No! You're sick!" I tossed my beanie from my bag at him. He smiled and laughed, then he put the beanie on. That's hot.  "You should wear beanies more often" I wink. He grins and dives back into the fridge.  ---  After my shower I put on some pajamas, loose fitting t-shirt, and some yoga shorts, pink lace panties and bra underneath. And of course a beanie. It was my 'whatever' beanie.  Anyway, my hair was in a braid down my back as I strode into my living space to find Niall wrapped in the TV show that was playing. When I walked in he looked up at me, and his eyes got wide and his mouth dropped open.  "Uh, it's  not a Victoria Secret photoshoot" he said to me. I blushed, "I know but this is just what I sleep in, it's nice and soft. And anyways I'm usually alone here."  " Doesn't your boyfriend come?" He asked  "Oh, I don't have a boyfriend." I smirked and came and sat next to him.  "How?! You look like a Victorias Secret model!" He was in shock I looked up into his eyes, bright blue, a color you can't forget.  "I saw you earlier," he said mostly to himself, "I saw you in the crowd earlier today, before the party."  Of course I knew I had seen those eyes before!  "Yeah I saw you too," I said  "What were you doing out?" He asked me. I told him I had the audition,   Oh my gosh I almost forgot about the audition! Then I remembered that I would probably be getting a call in a couple hours from Kelsey about the audition.  "We'll, it's nothing to worry about now, Niall said rubbing my back "lets watch some TV." "This is one of my favorite shows!" I told him, Supernatural was on.  My eyes grew wide as Sam and Dean walked into the cellar of the old house. All of a sudden a man with an axe swung at Deans head. I screamed. Niall held me closer, I liked the way he held me in his arms. It just felt right.  --- I eventually fell asleep in his arms, and he carried me to my bed. Or that's what I'm guessing judging by that last thing I knew I was on the couch with Niall then, the next second I was in my bed. I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing. I picked it up to reveal, a text from Charlotte:  'Harry was so good last night' it read. What the hell?! Charlotte slept with Harry, of course. It was either a one-night stand or more than that.  Then another text said this:  'How was Niall? I hear he's a lot of fun!' Ok no. Charlotte was drunk when she sent this! Oh who am I kidding of course she wasn't! I know that girl like the back of my hand!  "Hey Niall," I called walking out of my bedroom, phone in hand.  "Yup?" He looked up from his phone to me, he started laughing.  "What?" I asked, he kept laughing "what's so funny?" I asked cautiously  "Look-in-the-mirror HAHAHA!" He choked out. I ran into the bathroom. My hair had fallen out of its braid during the night and gotten really knotted and puffy. I quickly grabbed my 'bad hair day' beanie and made my hair look as decent as possible.  "Hey, did you know Charlotte slept with Harry last night?" I asked walking back out into the living room. Still laughing, Niall quickly sobered up.  "No, why?" He asked cautiously  "Because I got a text from Charlotte that said, and I quote, 'Harry was so good last night', and in another text it said 'how was Niall?'" Niall got a smug look on his face, "Well, how was I?"  I gave him a disbelieving look, "horrible, saying that I didn't sleep with you." I commented.  "Would you like to?" He asked still smug.  I threw the closest thing I could find at him, a pillow, I could of done better.  "Don't you DARE start, Horan!" I threatened "What are you gonna do? Throw a pillow at me?" He teased  "I will if you don't shut it! Anyway, don't you think it's going to be annoying that two of our best friends slept together?" I questioned "I guess," he shrugged. Just then my phone buzzed, the called ID was 'Ford Modeling'.