Attempting To Trust (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 25

Karla POV

I was awake, but I refused to open my eyes. I was comfortable exactly how I was: Niall wrapped around my body, his steady breathing leaving goosebumps on my bare neck. I smiled, knowing how cute he was when he slept. His hands were originally at his sides, but he slowly moved them to squeeze my thigh, making me laugh.

"Niall! Good morning to you too," I said laughing.

"Good morning, princess," he told me groggily. He gave me a lingering kiss on my neck, making me swoon.

"Can we just lay here forever?"

"No, get up, you lazy bum!" He said to me, sitting on top of me, trying to get me out of his bed.

"No way! I'm tired and comfortable. Come lay back down," I whined.

"Come on Karla, we have plans."

"Plans? Why don't I know these, 'plans?'"

"Cause it's a surprise, babe," he told me in a sing song tone.

"Oh know," I mumbled.

He grabbed my arm and tried to pull me, but I put up quite a fight. I broke free and crawled to the other side of the bed, laying my head on his cream colored sheets. He jumped on top of my exhausted body. I grunted, feeling the full impact of his muscular build. He continued to lay on me, whispering things into my ear.

"Wow, Niall. Getting pretty heavy there?" I turned my body so I could see him.

"No way, it's muscle. I've been working out. Take a look at these guns," he told me pointing to his flexed muscles. They were pretty hot, not going to lie. He was the kind of man I thought I would never get, so sexy, yet so sweet and dorky. I love his playful side.

"Oh yeah, definitely hot there, babe." I winked at him.

"I know I am. And it's all for you."

"Cut back on that cake and maybe I'll be all yours," I joked.

"Oh, hey now. I just don't think I can do that, my cake is pretty important to me. You know that. Plus, you know you couldn't run away from this sexy man right here."

"You are pretty sexy."

He kissed me on the cheek before saying,"Will you please get up, princess?"

"Fine," I groaned.

He shot up and he grabbed my legs and dragged me onto his floor. I laid my face on his carpet, just trying to be difficult. He got on his knees and put his head next to mine, whispering seductively,"If you don't get up, I'll have to dress you myself." I could care less what I looked like. Hell, he'd probably make me look better.

"You like your cake?"

"Yeah, of course."

"We'll I like my sleep."

"Too bad. We have stuff to do. Come on."

"No way, Jose. Im staying right where I am," I told him stubbornly.

"Fine. I guess I'll do the job myself," he said. Then, he picked me up with his strong arms, holding me bridal style. I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck. threw me on his couch that resided in his large living room.

He placed both his hands under my back on the couch, and hissed me gently. "Stay here. I'll get your stuff," he said to me through my lips.

"Wait, where are we going?"

"I'm taking you home. I have plans," he said to me, his lips turning up into a small smirk, mischievousness in his bright blue eyes.

He grabbed my stuff and I helped him when he came over to me. We walked out to his Mercedes, but he handed me his keys."You drive."

"What? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, babe. I trust you."

I climbed into the driver's side and started the car. I'd always liked to say I was a good driver, but I have a problem with speeding and impatience. Although I would never initiate aggressive driving, I will yell at them with no hesitation. I believe in safe driving! If you put safety in question, I'm willing to let you know about it.

I pulled in to my driveway, put the car in park, and looked triumphantly at Niall. He raised his brown eyebrow at me in surprise. "Wow. You drive a lot better than I thought. I figured we would die or something." Open mouth, insert foot.

"Way to have faith in me, Ni," I joked, turning away.

"I didn't mean that Karla, and you know it."

He apparently didn't catch on to my teasing. "No, Niall. It hurts that you don't trust me."

"I'm so sorry Karla, I didn't mean it! If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't have let you drive my baby. Please don't be upset."

I turned back to him, a large grin on my face. "Niall, you're fine. I was kidding. I am pretty clumsy, so the worst was expected, I'm sure."

He punched me playfully in the arm, and laughed. "Don't do that to me, Kar! You scared the living hell out of me."

"It is pretty hard to offend me. I would have said something like that if I was in your situation too."

"And probably would have messed with you too."

We laughed and then headed inside my home. As soon as my feet hit the floor, he was rushing me into the shower. While I was in, I heard a loud thump right outside the closed door of my bathroom. "Niall? Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just dropped my..phone." I could tell he was lying, but I refused to question him further. If he lied once, he would lie again to cover up his fib. I just hoped he wasn't trashing my house or getting into any trouble. I could care less if he was going through my things, however, knowing I had nothing to hide.

I finished up quickly, though, just so I knew he was alright. He was cute, but clumsy. Knowing him, he probably hit his head on the bed or something.

When I got out, I looked for him in my bedroom, where I had last saw him. He wasn't in there, and I made sure to check on the floor and under the bed. He could seriously be anywhere, trying t get me back for when I teased him earlier. I shrugged my shoulders and headed for the kitchen, knowing that was the next best thing for Niall.

He was sitting at the kitchen table with a package of Oreos, three bean burritos, a bag of salty tortilla chips, and a Hershey's candy bar. He grinned guiltily and chuckled. "Wow, you get hungry or something?" I asked him.

"Hey, you take forever in that thing. A guy's got to eat. Plus, you had Oreos. I cannot resist those."

"Are these really 'your plans' for tonight?" I asked, putting emphasis on 'your plans.'

"Nope. I got something better. Speaking of which, we need to go. Are you ready?"

"Depends on where we're going."

"Quit being difficult, just get in the car!" He laughed and smiled at me.

I just wished I knew what he thought when he looked at me.

We got into his Mercedes, and this time I got into the passenger seat. We drove for three hours straight, Niall making sure we made no stops. Every time I would ask him,"Are we almost there," or "where are we going," he would just laugh at me and not answer my question. When the clock reach four hours, we pulled into a large parking lot. I noticed cars filling almost every spot and buses traveling throughout the parking lot.

We were at the airport.

I looked at him in total shock. Was he leaving for tour? Why would I be with him? I couldn't go on tour, soccer is starting again soon. All these thoughts traveled through my head as he continued to look at me. What in the actual hell was going on?

"Niall.."

"Help me grab the stuff out of the trunk?"

"Sure.."

I reached into the trunk and grabbed the stuff. Not only was there Niall's stuff, mine was included in the mix. There was a enough bags that could last us weeks.

"What in the actual hell is going on?"

"We are going out of town for a while."