The Boys (ON HOLD)

Chapter 11: All is Good?

Kendall's POV

I rolled over, without opening my eyes and my hands met an unfamiliar body. Forgetting what happened last night 

I thought it was Niall but I ran my fingers thought the boys hair and it wasn't. Their hair was curly but soft.

I peaked open my eyes to warm, green eyes looking at me with a smirk.

"Morning." He said in a husky voice, his dimples showing and his arm on my waist.

I gasped, ripping my hand out of his hair and leaning up quickly.

"Oh God!" I let out quietly.

I got out of Harry's bed and ran out of his room.

I stumbled to a door, barely awake, but knew what was going on.

I almost fell, tripping over my own feet but catching myself.

I made myself quiet and slowly opened the door.

There was a body laying on the bed. 

His blonde hair was messy and dirty.

I didn't care if he was still mad. I quietly made my way to his bed and lifted the covers. I slid in beside him and wrapped my hand around him. His back was towards me.

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Niall's POV

I was tired and still mad.

I knew what I did last night was wrong. Letting him have fun with her and sending her straight into his arms when I yelled at her to go. Now they just slept together like we do? How could I be so stupid?!

She is going to want to stay with him now, I bet. She doesn't want me, Niall Horan, just a blonde Irish boy. Nothing special. Just like any other person.

She is going to want Harry. His brown floppy hair, muscles, and dimples. Apparently he is perfect. Every girl wants him! And he just took my girl.

I cringed at the thoughts and memories of last night. I don't remember much, but I remember the important things.

My thoughts got interrupted as I heard my door open, my covers lift up, and a hand sliding onto my chest.

No one could see my expression but I grinned a little.

She came back.

I intertwined my fingers with hers but then let go and rolled over to beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes.

"I'm so sorry Niall." She whispered, closing her eyes.

"No I'm sorry," I said back, "I shouldn't have yelled at you and sent you away.." I explained.

"No.. I understand.. You were just drunk and mad at me and Harry's actions. I would be mad too."

"I'm sorry.." She let out, pressing her forehead to mine.

I didn't say anything. I couldn't help but kiss her. I felt bad.

I'm just glad that we forgave each other. I don't know what I would if I didn't have her.

We stopped and pulled away. I licked my braces and smiled at her. She smiled back.

I sat up and stretched a little.

"Hey, love, I need to go shower up."

"Kay. I'll be here, waiting for you." She sleepily smiled.