I woke up to my head pounding. It was hurting so bad that I felt like I was crazy. Finally I came to my senses.
My back was pressed against someone else's chest and this persons hand was on my bare stomach, due to the fact my shirt had risen up in the night.It actually kind of felt... Right..., I think. Almost like it was meant to be.
I slowly turned around to see who this person was and was face to face with the most gorgeous person I had ever seen. Smiling, I stared at his pretty face. He's so cute.I mumbled to myself.
Suddenly a smile appeared on his lips.
"Thanks" Niall whispered softly, opening his eyes. Out of no where, he smile faded away and a worried expression took over."What happened here?" He asked, rubbing my back slightly. Since I had turned around while he had his hand around me, it caused his hand to relax on my back, which was bare. So he could feel the scars I had.
I quickly pulled my shirt down and he removed his hand from my back. He stared into my eyes waiting for a answer.
There wasn't any point of hiding it anymore. He already knew a lot about me, so, it's not like this will make a difference.
"Remember that day in the lobby I got in a fight with that guy." I sighed, starting the story. He nodded.
"Do you remember me yelling about how he gave me the scars and that I still have them?" He nodded once again.
"Well...., these are it" I side sitting up, and lifting my shirt a little. So that he could see the little scars at the bottom of my spine. I felt his fingers brush over them and his touch sent electricity through me.
"How?" He asked softly.
"Knifes." That's all I had to say and he understood. I pulled my shirt down and laid back down in bed. I turned to look at Niall and he just laid there, thinking about something.
"Don't let it get to you, it already happened, it's over, thinking about it won't make it go away." I smiled sadly. His eyes stared into mine and I stared into his.
I wish I didn't have to marry Karan. I now knew, I loved someone else. I loved Niall. He made me happy. He made me feel like no one else did. I just wish I was normal, like everyone else, I wish I didn't have a hard past. I wanted to live carefree. I wanted to go out and party, have fun like it was my last day, I wanted to be.... So much more than happy.
My head was still pounding, and thinking about things made it hurt even more. I pressed my hand on my head and sighed.
"Make it go away" I ground. Niall finally chuckled and got up.
" I had a feeling you were going to say that" he smiled, standing up. I watched as he walked swiftly over to the small table and grabbed some Advil and some water. Coming back towards me, he handed me the pill and the water bottle.
After taking the medicine I shut my eyes and sighed out loud.
"I should go give some Advil to the other guys. I'll be back in a few" he said walking towards the door. I nodded and sat up. Looking around the room I decided to take a shower.
I walked into the bathroom and started to undress. I hopped into the shower and let the warm water hit my skin. It felt really good to shower, especially when you had been sweating and drinking all night. After washing my hair and my body, I grabbed a towel that the hotel people usually lay out on a little table thingie in the bathroom.
Drying myself off I wrapped the towel around myself and looked for my clothes.
"Sh*t" I cursed. How could I be so stupid! I'm in freaking Niall's room, which means this is Niall's bathroom.
I looked into the mirror and bit my lip. My hair had taken its natural form and had fallen into curls. Huffing, I straightened up the towel to cover myself and unlocked the door. Stepping into the room, I immediately felt cold. Niall was on the bed, scrolling on his phone when his eyes landed on me.
I felt his eyes scanning my body and suddenly felt self-conscious. Try not to make this akward Niana. I chanted in my brain.
"Um, could you go get my suitcase from my room cuz I accidentally forgot I was in your room and started to take a shower and then I realized that I didn't bring my clothes, and I really don't wanna walk outside in just a towel" I rambled. Niall chuckled and I could feel my face heat up in embarrassment.
"Don't worry"he said standing up and grabbing my room card/key that I had left on the side table last night.
"I wouldn't want anybody trying to steal my girl" he whispered in my ear before leaving. I stood there shocked.
Did Niall just say that I was his girl? Was it in a friendly way? Or the other way? I'm pretty sure it was the other way. Eeeeppp!! What if he likes me! I feel so good right now. Niall calling me "his girl" is probably the best thing that has ever happened to me.
The door opened and Niall walked in carrying my suitcase and duffle bag.
"I didn't know which one to bring so I brought both" he smiled. I nodded and smiled back. Unzipping my suitcase I quickly swiped up what was on the top and headed back towards the bathroom, locking the door behind me.
Looking at what I grabbed I smiled. I had grabbed a casual outfit and was happy with it. I had some Adidas joggers which were just plain black with white stripes on the sides and a plain white v-neck. Perfect for today. Which I was guessing was just going to be a chill day, since everyone was hungover.
I got dressed and brushed out my hair. I ended up just leaving it the way it is and walked out of the bathroom. I put my dirty clothes into a different pile and closed my suitcase which I had left open. Niall grabbed his clothes and started towards the bathroom, probably going to take a shower.
"Hey, I'm taking my clothes to the laundry, what me to take any of yours?" I asked. He nodded and handed me some clothes. I grabbed a little hamper type thing they had in the room and put all the dirty clothes into it. Niall was already in the shower, so I decided to make my way down to the laundry room that they had.
Damn, I feel like a mom doing laundry, or a wife ;) if u know what I mean
-----------------------------
Later on in the day they boys ended up all coming into Niall's room and we just sat around talking. It was pretty much a lazy day.We were only staying here tomorrow and heading home tomorrow night. I actually had so much fun. Not including my whole fight scene in the lobby.
After I had agreed to go to the CIA meeting that day. I got there late, like usual. And they just explained the same old rules to me. No telling anyone. No calling he local police in the area. And all that jazz. I signed some papers to get back in the CIA and Just like that, I was back in baby. They gave me some new equipment which was super cool. They had a lot of technical advances since the time I had dropped out.
Suddenly I remembered that I had to tell Niall and the boys why I was crying the other day at the tennis courts. I really really didn't want to, but I had to. I know it was weird, but I wanted them there to help me through it. Wait...... Wait....... I have an idea!!! What if I can end him?!? I'm back on the team so I have the power to do so and, and he deserved to die, right? I'll think about this later. I thought
Coming back to my senses I re-engaged in the little conversation everyone was having. I liked having chill days.
___________________________Heyyy everyone :)
I hope you all are having a wonderful day:)
I have a question tho, would you want Karan to die? No matter all the things he did to her?
Hope u love this chapter and plz tell me what u think in the comments:)
Don't forget to vote :):)
Byeeeeeeee~~ Simi :)
YOU ARE READING
Secrets(a niall horan fanfic)
Fanfictionthe description is the first little note in the story.