CHAPTER 5: Don't let the bed bugs bite

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After getting changed I was just wearing Niall’s oversized t-shirt that hung above my knees. It felt weird wearing a G-string because honestly it was my first time and it kept riding up the side giving me a wedgie. “Looks good… but I’d prefer you naked” Niall called out. He was sitting on the bed examining me head to toe with a wide grin. Standing up he came closer until he was towering over me. He grabbed a fist of the shirt I was wearing and gave out a slight chuckle.

 “Niall?” I say. His hand lifted the material as he brushed his other hand on the revealed slice of my thigh. “Niall?” I say again but he ignores me. His hand crawling up my thigh, he rested his huge hand on my hip, the contact of his skin on mine is electrifying. Niall pulls the elastic strap of my panties as it recoils and slaps against my skin. “Niall!” pissed off now slapping his hand away “Do you have spare boxers or shorts, anything like that?”, Niall bites down on his lip and heads towards his dresser pulling out some blue plaid boxers “I don’t know if it will fit you though”

I take his boxers and slip into them, they’re really loose but lucky it had draw strings, so I tightened  them up and tied it in a knot. Yes, I looked like a clown or something with big puffy balloon pants but really his clothes were really comfy. “You can have the bed. I’ll be in the lounge room” he says taking a pillow with him. I watch him as he exits and feel some kind of sympathy “Niall wait” I bite down on my lip “I can’t sleep without a light”. “I’ll leave the lamp on” Niall walks towards the bed side lamp and left it turned the lamp on before he smiled and paced two steps out the door. In all honesty I know I’m going to have dreadful nightmares tonight again and I need someone to wake me up so I know it’s not real. “Niall, Please stay” I say rubbing my wrists and looking down in embarrassment. Niall came back into view “What?” I swallowed down the lump my throat “I’m scared.” Trembling a little “I’m scared of my dreams… Please stay” I felt my chest go tighter preventing me from crying.

Niall with a pillow still wedged between his armpit slowly walked towards me and lifted up my chin once again before pulling me into a hug. I shed a slight tear which dropped onto his shirt. “I’m staying” Niall says rubbing my back. I break away from the hug and give him a crooked smile “I have no way to repay you for all you have done for me”. “Don’t worry about it Ron” Niall gave me a smile. The way he said my name made me feel warm, like someone was actually there for me to catch me when I think I’m losing it and tell me it’s going to be okay. Something my father could never show me or make me feel, warmth.

“I take the right side” Niall says as he hops into the bed, tossing the white sheets and crumpling them over his body before he kicks it and makes it fly until it lands perfectly flat over his body. I smiled before awkwardly hopping in from the left because the right side is my side too. I felt Niall’s body brush against mine and flinched “Sorry”. Niall gave a short chuckle and shuffled over. I turned off the lamp to make things less awkward before trying to pull the sheets up to my chin but failing miserably and resulting in punching myself in the chin because my hand slipped. I kept tossing and turning trying to get comfortable. “Ronnie?” Niall’s voice was muffled in the pillow. “Yes” I said in return unable to see his face in the dark. “Your arm is murdering my back” Niall says and I squeaked an apology and quickly changed my position, crouching my legs in my arms until I was in foetal position. It was warm and quiet enough that I could hear my own heart beat run at a fast pace and Niall breathe. “Goodnight Niall” I whispered. “Goodnight Ron” he said as I felt a smile creep on my face. I tucked my arms under the side of my face before I cast upon my nightmares to arrive.

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