The Exchange Student. { o n h o l d . }

Chapter Fifteen.

I've decide to write more before my stupid ghetto parents take my phone away. I hate parents. srsly. anyway i can't wait for the next few chapters. LET THE DRAMA BEGIN. Aha. It's going to get cray. literally. you're going to want to light yourself on fire. Lol well here's thee chapter!

|Vanessa's POV.|

I walked into my bedroom to see Liam and Harry cuddled up together sleeping. The Avengers was playing quietly in the background. It was on that part at the very end when they all go out to eat sushi or some foreign food..

I smiled and looked back at the two boys in my bed snoring. They looked so happy, even in their sleep.

Speaking of sleep, where am I going to sleep?

Maybe with Louis? No. He's too hyper. I think I'll try Niall.

I turned around and walked out of my room. My feet padded down the hallway, and into the room that the boys usually stay in.

Their room had four twin beds in it. One for each boy, except for Harry. Since he had his own room. Their room was actually pretty big, I mean it had to be so it could fit all their beds. The floor was so messy you could barely see the white shaggy soft carpet.

Two words: Clothes Everywhere.

The walls were maroon, and had posters everywhere on them. Soccer posters mainly. They also had shelves with all their awards lined carefully on them.

I walked over to Niall's bed which was right next to the huge window in the room. He was completely under his duvet, but he wasn't asleep. I could tell from the light leaking out from the cracks of his duvet. He was probably on Twitter or something..

I tapped his bed twice.

"Niall."

"What Louis! I've told you to leave me alone twice! Go to sleep!"

"I'm not Louis." I replied with a giggle.

He stuck his head out from under his covers and squinted his eyes at me.

"Nessa, what are you doing in here?" He asked me sounding confused.

"Well Harold and Liam fell asleep in my bed and I have nowhere else to sleep so I figured I'd sleep with you.. but I can sleep on the ground.." I said to him suddenly feeling nervous.

"Umm. I guess you can sleep with me, but there's not a lot of room. We can make it work though." He told me with a laugh.

"Are you sure?" I asked cautiously.

"Positive."

He scooted over against the wall and patted the bed. I slid in next to him, and under his warm duvet. My back was pressed against his chest for there was literally no room in his tiny twin bed for two people. He was stiff at first, unsure what to do. But slowly he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me protectively. My head rested in the crook of his neck, his breath tickling my shoulder. It was almost too comforting.

"Niall, what are you doing?" I asked him with a giggle.

"Honestly, I don't know. But just enjoy the moment."

"Ohh.. Okay then.."

"Well you don't have to say it like that! You could say 'oh thank you lord Nialler for your holy presence' or something along the lines of that!" He said with a chuckle.

"I'm not calling you Lord Nialler."

"Oh come on. You know you want to!"

"Nope."