It's A Bumpy Ride. *Niall Horan Finished*

Chapter 27

-Niall

“Come on Niall everyone is leaving now.” Paul said as he came over to where I was sitting.  Through my drunken mind I could still think semi straight.

“Where’s Courtney, she was supposed to take me home?” I sat up straighter to look around for her, it was nearly impossible since Paul was blocking my way and if I leaned to the side to much I would fall over completely.

“She went home earlier, said she wasn’t feeling well so she asked me to make sure you got home safely.” So she hasn’t been here this whole time? How come she didn’t tell me she was leaving then, I asked myself. My mind immediately sobered up as I got up off the chair and followed everyone out to the limo.

 It was an amusing car ride home. Louis would randomly burst out into song; Harry would try and be all affectionate towards Zayn who was having no part of it. He’d turn his whole body towards Perrie; the girls were just as bad as the guys. They didn’t get anything strange around us.

“Ni-Ni, what are you doing here?” Louis slurred. His attention turned to me which was kind of scary as he started to run his fingers though my hair.

“I’m going home Louis.” I muttered. His hands traveled down towards my face and started pinching and pulling my cheeks. He’s definitely wasted, thankfully Harry hasn’t noticed or else he would g ape shit about someone playing with his Boo-Bear.  Larry drinking is never a good thing.

Thankfully at that time Harry did notice Louis’ gesture it was when Paul was yelling that we were at my house. I quickly hopped out of the car and gave the lads and girlfriends a goodbye. They each waved, well Louis screeched a goodbye, and gave me a drunken goodbye.

The cold air hit my face, sobering me up just a little bit more. I didn’t really drink that much so I wasn’t really drunk maybe a fine line between tipsy and drunk but definitely not like the lads and completely hammered.

Seconds after I got out of the limo it drove away. I opened the front door and walked in. It sounded like Courtney was up but whenever I went into the living area I found her cuddled up on the couch. As I got closer I could hear the light snores escaping her lips. I smiled as I looked around for the remote, turned the television off and went to move the empty tub of ice cream away from her. Before I did though, I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and took a picture to post to Twitter.

I went into the app and attached the photo to a new tweet.

‘So I come home and this is how I find my fiancée. Doesn’t she look cute?’ I decided not to include her Twitter name but I knew they, the fans, would still be on her case for it anyway.  I pressed the tweet button and smiled to myself. Before I could see any hate to either of us, I closed out of the app and slipped my phone back into my pocket.

My eyes moved down to look over my sleeping princess. She looked so calm and peaceful that it, almost, made me sad to move her. Almost is the key word there. I need my cuddle buddy at night. We are both some extreme cuddlers so it works out perfectly.

I carried her bridal style upstairs to our bedroom. She never even moved or looked like she woke up. I laid her in our bed before stripping down and climbing in beside her.

*Almost A Week Later*

September 8th, 2013