The Poster

Chapter 22

This was awesome. The boys were amazing and I was so grateful that Niall took me along with him.

His warm hand was holding mine firmly, as we were heading to the tourbus.

"My mum takes care of your's right now... I called her," Niall whispered into my ear, so no one could here it.

We still heard the girls screaming inside the arena. Few weeks ago I was one of them and now I was Niall's girlfriend... Well he didn't ask me

officially but I think it was obvious.

But at least we were dating.

I nodded, smiling at him weakly.

"WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO NOOOWWW?!" Louis screamed but immediately covered his mouth with one of his hands.

"I'm sworry," he mumbled against the skin.

"It's okay," I answered looking down.

I could tell that Niall motioned something at him but well... I didn't see it, 'cause there wasn't a mirror on the floor or something like that.

"Not tonight... Take Harry, Liam and Zayn with you... I want to be alone with her..." I heard Niall whispering to Louis.

He wanted to be alone with me?

"Okay..." Louis answered but hesitated for a little while, I think he was looking at me, until he left us alone.

Niall opened the big red bus and helped me in.

"Welcome home..." Just these words made me tear up.

Home.

Mum.

Dad.

"I'm sorry... Shit," Niall cursed pulling my head against his chest.

"I'm so sorry," he repeated, lightly kissing my forehead.

I wrapped my arms around his torso, breathing in his lovely scent.

"Where are the other lads?" I asked still sobbing a little bit.

"They're out tonight... But I decided to stay here to make sure you will be okay," I rose my head to see his bright blue eyes peering down at me.

"Thank you," I almost whispered.

I was tired and exhausted. The only thing I wanted to do was going to sleep.

"Can we go to sleep?"

"Sure, I'll just take a quick shower first but you can lay down in my bed if you want to? I'll just sleep in Harry's," He said with his irish accent.

Sleeping alone? No, please don't.

"C-can you sleep next to m-me? Please?" I stuttered.

I saw a small smile, spreading across his face.

"Sure, love," He said kissing my forehead again.

He left me alone in the 'bedroom' if you can even call it a bedroom.

I was looking around wondering wich one could be Niall's.

Nope, this is Liam's. I knew it because of the picture of Danielle.... Same thing with Zayn and Louis. They had really beautiful girlfriends.

So there were only two beds left...

I don't think Niall needed some kind of liquid for tattoo's. That was defenitely Harry's bed.

So the only one which was left, was the one with a Obama shaky head-thing-doll.

I was about to throw the covers to the side as I noticed that I was still wearing my clothes I wore throughout the whole day.

I didn't know if I should wear one of Niall's t-shirts... 'cause this would be rude without asking... I thought.

So I just threw my pants away and my cardigan.

With only panties and a top I climbed into the comfy bed.

Heaven.

I pulled the covers up to my nose, closing my eyes, as I drifted off to sleep.

But before I could even be in paradise I felt his front, pressing firmly against my back. He was still a little bit wet from the shower.

Two strong arms wrapped around my waist as he kissed my cheek.

I was in his grip, couldn't move any parts of my body.

But maybe that was the only thing I wanted.

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Well this was definately NOT Heaven.

I woke up in the middle of the night, sweating a little bit on my forehead.

I was thursty and Niall's grip was still firmly around my upper body.

He had a waterbottle right above our heads on a little board.

I reached out for it and tried to open the cold bottle.

As it touched my mouth I felt a little better and now I was drinking the cold liquid... I really needed that.

But as I was about to put it back on the board I saw two ocean blue eyes warching my every move.

So I woke him up... Oops.

"You can't sleep?" Niall whispered with a low voice.

I shook my head.

I guessed that the boys were back and lying into their beds right now.

"What should I do? Should I sing?"

I shook my head again, the other lads would be woken up.

"But what else?"

"Tell me a story..." I quietly asked.

He hesitated for a while but then he started...

"Well... Once upon a time, there was a prince and many girls were loving him. But this lad always wanted to find his only princess... So he started to dream. But in his dreams he could only see this one girl. It was like he was painted on her wall. He could see her brown eyes, her brown wavy hair and her lovely smile when she was sleeping... Suddenly there was an event and the whole family was invited... There were many other guests too... But the prince had only eyes for the girl he saw in his dreams. She was exactly looking like her and he was sure that she would be his only princess..."

Niall's POV:

I had the chance to finally tell Grace about my dreams... So I made a little story out of it...

"So he searched and searched and tried to find her... One day he finally found her and made her his wife... And he told her about his dreams and how much he had fallen in love with her... And their lived happy ever after."

I peered at Grace and saw that she was already sleeping peacefully.

She was beautiful and I searched for someone like her...no one could ever replace her.

She's my 'only princess.'

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