"Niall...." I buried my face into his chest as my alarm went off. "Can you get that?" I asked, yet the alarm kept ringing.
I slowly cracked open my eyes and say the glowing red numbers that read 5:15. Niall must be asle-- Oh, that's right. Niall only spends the night here on weekends. Today was a Monday.
Today was the first Monday after Niall'a audition. I dreaded the moment of his return to school. All the fakes would swarm I around him and pretend to be his friends. Niall, being the forgiving person he is won't see through their facádes. Okay, maybe I'm just jealous that all the girls will be pining for him now. Maybe.
I pushed myself up from the pillow which my head was resting on and breathed in deeply. Everything was going to be okay, I was sure of it.
I hopped out of bed, smiling at the thought of Niall being here soon.
I walked over to my body length mirror and took in my appearance, which needed a lot of work.
"Em? You up?" I heard Maine call from downstairs. "Yes, Maine. Thanks."
I rushed through my closet and found a Union Jack crop top, and some black skinny jeans. I straightened my hair and curled it in at the bottom, adding a little bit of make up, I grabbed my jacket and headed downstairs.
As I reached the bottom step, Niall appeared in the front door. "Stunning. As usual." He smiled and held his hand out to me. "Good morning." I said as I greeted him with a kiss.
"Good morning, Princess." He leaned down and planted a slow sensual kiss on my lips. My bag gradually slipped out of my bed while I stood there kissing Niall in the doorway. I gripped his arm hard and he groaned slightly. Backing me up into the doorframe to kiss me harder.
"Oh, blind me!" I heard and broke away from Niall to see Maine staring at us, blushing. "I didn't mean to interrupt, I'll be going." Then she waddled off up the stairs.
Wow. Talk about embarrassing.
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Niall's POV
Oh gosh. That girl looked beautiful with the slight blush on her face. I leaned in for another kiss and found her finger on my nose.
"Niall. We have school." She giggled, not a girly giggle though, more of a nervous one. I grabbed her finger and put it against my chest. My lips lightly touched hers.
"I..." I pecked her lips once. "Don't..." I pecked her lips again. "Care." And I began kissing her beautiful mouth to my hearts extent. She eventually pulled away. Before she could say anything, I interjected.
"Can we just stay home today? I don't want to see all those fakers at school." Her eyes widened in surprise. Ah, I see. She thought I wouldn't be able to tell that their attraction to me was false. Well think again, Princess. Nialler's got this covered.
"You thought I wouldn't know." I stated more than I asked. A shy smile crept its way across her face.
"I suppose we could stay home."
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"Are you sure?" I tapped Emily's button nose.
"Positive." She smiled. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my hands on the small of her back. She felt so soft in my arms.
"I'll come back, I promise." I whispered into her, trying not miss her so much.
It had been three weeks and I couldn't believe it was finally time. After making myself once again unknown at school, I focused on Emily as much as possible. I didn't want to have to let her go, but it was time.
