I woke up the next morning to Niall rustling around our room. I tried to ignore it and rolled over to go back to sleep. But it was useless, he was too loud and I was too awake to fall back asleep. I rolled over to look at the clock, which was a bad idea, it only made me crankier, it was 6:33 in the morning on a Friday, my day off. I sat up in bed to see Niall rummaging through our dresser; he looked confused and was oblivious to the fact that he had woke me up.
“Niall, what the hell are you doing” I somewhat snapped.
“Did I wake you? I’m sorry. I didn’t know what to pack.” He said as he held up some jeans and a tank top of mine.
“What do you mean pack? What are on about?”
“I figured we could use a vacation.”
“Niall, we just got back from a vacation.”
“Well yes about a month ago however, so much has been going on and we’ve dealt with so much that it feels more like a year ago so we are taking a long weekend to get away from everything and relax.”
“Where? When?”
“20 minutes.”
“But where?”
“Sorry, need to know, and you don’t. Get up and get packed. I tried but I probably failed.”
“But―”
“No buts, get up and get to work you can sleep in the car.”
He pecked me on the lips and I pouted in defeat. I wasn’t very spontaneous and I liked to be in control, he knew that but he constantly pushed me out of my comfort zone. It usually never turned out bad so I relinquished control and got up to fix the bag he packed. It was a mish mash of random clothing. He had everything from jeans and sweaters to flip flops and bikinis. He had no idea what he was doing but it was cute that he tried. I packed enough outfits for the days that we would be gone plus two extra just in case. I also threw in a sweater and some sweats in case I got cold. I ran into the bathroom to put together a travel toiletry kit, threw it in with the rest of my bag and headed downstairs.
“How did I do?” Niall asked referring to his attempt to pack for me.
“Miserably” I replied.
“Don’t spare my feelings or anything.” He scoffed.
“But A for effort babe. You tried.” I said patting him on the back.
“Did you pack extra outfits?”
“Always do.”
“Well not always.”
“Yeah and look what happened the ONE time I listened to all of you and only packed what I needed. I ended up covered in spaghetti sauce and nothing to change into.”
“You were so mad at everyone for convincing you to get rid of that last outfit.”
“Well yeah! Anyways, are you ready to go yet?”
“You’re not going to get dressed?”
“You said I could sleep in the car. Why would I get dressed?”
“Well ok then.”
We loaded up his car with our bags and got on the road. I fell asleep shortly after we got on the highway, it was still like 7 in the morning and I was not prepared to stay up. I woke up a few hours later and we were still on the highway.
“How much longer?” I asked.
“Few more hours babe.”
I sighed and took over the radio, hooking up my IPod and put on a road trip playlist, songs like highway to hell, lost highway, and drive my car. It took awhile for Niall to catch on.
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Forever and Always
FanfictionKat Michelson grew up next door to The Niall Horan, but she hasn't spoken to him in five years and she doesn't expect to anytime soon. But when she wakes up in Mullingar and is thrust into his life again, old feelings are revealed. Will she be abl...
