I awake to my mom yelling at me. Luckily Niall was still asleep on my lap, but he was beginning to stir.
I mouthed to my mom to be quiet, and hopped out of bed gently setting Niall's head down on one of my many pillows. I slipped out into the hall and closed my door behind me.
"Really Emily?! We let your new friend stay here and you sleep with him!!!"
"Mom! He had a nightmare, he got scared, he came and woke me up. Nothing happened. Hence why I was leaning against my head board and he was on TOP of my covers, not in. Are you saying that I should be heartless and tell him that its just too freaking bad that he had a bad dream, while in a strange country, in a strange city, in a house with people he just barely met?"
"DO NOT USE THAT TONE WITH ME EMILY DURAND!! YOU ARE STILL UNDER MY ROOF AND YOU WILL COMPLY TO MY RULES! AM. I. UNDERSTOOD.?!?!?"
"I am not using a tone with you. I am trying to explain to you what happened and YOU won't listen to me. He is scared. I am the only one here that he knows, and he needed comfort. I am the closest friend he has on the whole entire CONTINENT. Nothing happened last night. If you can't trust me to stand my ground then you might as well lock me up. He is our guest, and I expect you to treat him like it, instead of like some homeless rat that is invading our home. Really you are just mad that your favorite daughter didn't come home. Sorry that I am not good enough." With that I turned and went back into my room. I went into my closet and got dressed, in a cute chevron print dress. Then to my bathroom. I put my hair up in a cute bun and put on some light makeup. I went over to my bed and woke Niall.
"Hey sleepy head"
"Em?"
"Come on Ni, lets go get you some food."
We walk down the stairs together. In the kitchen I got him a glass of orange juice while I worked on making waffles. I avoided my mom all morning, pretending that she wasn't there. Niall went up and got dressed. He came downstairs as soon as he was ready. In a nice pair of jeans and a white tee-shirt he was looking rather fine. He had a pair of designer sunglasses sitting on his perfect hair just waiting to be put on. All that was out of place was the red blotches on his cheeks, and the puffyness on his eyes.
"What's wrong Niall? Did you call the boys?"
"I.... I-I can't get a hold of them. Lia-m-m won't answer, Em he always answers..."
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