Tell Me A Lie (Niall Horan / One Direction Fan Fic)

Chapter 9

It was about 3 hours after Zayn and Paige left, and they still weren't back. Me and the boys were chilling in their apartment and watched a few movies to kill some time. The boys were waiting for Zayn so they could get some information out of him about what's been going on with Paige, but it seemed like he wasn't coming back anytime soon.

"Woooow, its got late!" Said Louis, looking at his watch. I checked mine and saw that it was already half 8.

"Tell me about it!" Liam said, "Time flies by when you're watching films all night." All of us nodded. I was still in the same position as i was earlier all night, with my head on Niall's neck and his arm wrapped around my shoulders. I loved being in Niall's company, he made me feel so warm and safe.

For the rest of the night we were watching more films and eating loads of snacks. Eventually, i decided that it was getting late and i should head home.

"Oh please stay! Just one more film!" Harry said, begging. I just laughed and grabbed my bag.

"Sorry Harry, it's getting really late," i said as i checked the time, then i realised it was actually midnight. "...Well it's already really late!" I said, standing up.

"Wait," Niall said, grabbing my arm. "You even said yourself it's late, so why don't you stay here for the night?" He said, his eyes were gleaming, hoping i would say yes.

"But, i have no where to sleep?" I said, finding an excuse to go home. I put a sorry look on my face hoping he would let me go, but he didn't.

"I'll have the sofa, you can have my bed," he said, smiling at me. I had to say yes, i mean, who would turn down an offer to sleep in Niall Horan's bed?! I laughed and smiled at him.

"You sure that's okay?" I said, looking at him and the other boys. They all said they'd love me to stay the night and were sure Niall would too. Niall quickly went into his room to tidy his room up a bit so it was okay for me to go in. I walked into his room after a few mintues to help him.

His room looked like a typical teenage boys' room. Pants on the floor, clothes splattered everywhere, little bits and bobs dotted on the side, and it looked a right state. I laughed as soon as i saw him trying to tidy it up.

"Here, let me help," i said softly. Niall jumped to the sound of my voice.

"Hey! Get out of here!" He shouted, trying to hide my eyes because of the mess. I laughed and pulled his hand down. "I don't want you seeing this!" He said, laughing.

"Don't worry about it, you don't have to tidy up just because im staying the night!" I grabbed his shoulders. He looked into my eyes and laughed.

"Yes i do!" He said, looking around the messy room. I turned his head towards me and pressed my lips against his. He kissed me back and put his hand on the back of my head, my arms wrapped around his neck.

"Now, lets go back into the living room, yeah?" I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the door. When we sat back on the sofa, the boys started talking about Zayn.

"What the heck?! It's 10 past 12 at night and Zayn isn't even back yet!" Harry said, pulling his phone out of his pocket. He dialled Zayn's number, but there was no answer. It was time for Daddy Direction to step in.

"Zayn knows to always make sure he lets us know where he is," he said. "He better not have got himself into trouble," he stood up to grab his phone and called Zayn too. Again, no answer.

"Don't worry guys, i'm sure he's fine," i said, trying to change the topic. Niall's face looked confused, i looked at him and shrugged my shoulders. "He must've gone back to Paige's or something," i said, trying to settle them down.

"Well, if i don't hear of him by the morning, we are sending out a search party," Liam said, sitting back down on the sofa. The rest of the boys nodded. Wow, these boys really did care about eachother.

After we settled down, finished worrying over Zayn, we decided to play a few games. Would you rather, truth or dare, and a few others. But, we got bored pretty quickly because we were so tired. Liam and Harry decided to go to bed, soon after Louis went to bed, and when they were in their rooms, me and Niall decided to clear up, so it wouldn't be a tip in the morning.

When we finished, Niall got a spare duvet from one of the rooms and layed it onto the sofa. "Oh no.." I said, holding my hand to my head. "I forgot my pj's.. i'll quickly run back and get so-"

"No, no need to worry, i'll get you something," Niall interrupted me and quickly ran into his bedroom. He came out a few seconds later with one of his t-shirts. "Here, chuck this on," he threw it towards me and i went into the bathroom to get changed.

I slipped off my top and bottoms, standing there in my underwear. I looked into the mirror and quickly threw my hair up in a messy bun. I sleep in it sometimes so i don't get a major bed head when i wake up the next morning, and walking around in the same apartment as One Direction with a bed head doesn't really sound like a good idea. I picked up Niall's t-shirt and held it up infront of me, it was one of his Jack Wills shirts. I smiled at it and held it to my face, it smelt just like Niall. I love the smell of him, men's aftershave and it smelt so perfect. I was standing there for a few minutes just admiring the scent of him. I slipped the t-shirt on and it was really baggy on me, so it covered my underwear completely.

I stepped outside holding my clothes in my hands and walked over to Niall. "Thanks," i whispered to him. He gave me a smile and nodded his head. "Night," i made my way to Niall's room, but before i could reach it, he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He pushed his lips against mine and a rush of happiness blew over me. I put my arms around his back and his hands were on my waist, pulling my body closer. He stepped backwards, falling onto the sofa and we both giggled at his clumsiness. He pulled me onto his lap and kissed me again, deeper and more passionate. I kissed him back, smiling into his kiss. He fell backwards and pulled me on top of him, he layed there, staring into my eyes.

"I love you, (Y/N)" he whispered. As soon as those words came out of his mouth i froze, my heart skipped a beat. Did he just say that?! Did he mean it?! Niall Horan just said he LOVED me! All i could do was just stay there, on top of him, staring at him, replaying what he said to me in my head.

"What?" I said, as i sat up on his lap, i couldn't help myself but smile.

"I know it may seem fast, but Olivia, i love you... I've never felt this way about a girl before and every time i see you, i just feel so happy, i get butterflies and never want you to leave." He sat up and wrapped his arms around my waist as i was sitting on his lap. A massive smile plastered across my face, i leant forward and flung my arms around him. I held him as tight as i could.

"I love you too, Niall," i whispered into his ear softly, he wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight. I never wanted to let go.

The whole night i was laying on that sofa next to Niall, he was holding onto me, keeping me close to him. His arm was wrapped around my waist the whole time, and my neck was nuzzled into his, my arm resting over his chest. I was laying there, while i was replaying what he said... 'I love you', surely he doesn't mean it, we've only known each other for a little while. He just thinks he loves me.

He looked so beautiful when he slept, i started to run my fingers through his soft, blonde hair, entwining my fingers within the strands. His skin was perfect, it was soft and gentle, like a baby's bum. I stroked his cheek and snuggled into his arms. Then, i realised how lucky i was. Some girls would kill to be in the position I'm in right now.

As i was looking at him that night, watching him sleep, i think i realised..

I was falling for him.