That One Summer

Chapter 17

Waking up next to Niall has to be one of the best feelings in the world.  His face looks so much more care free then when he’s awake, his hair sticks up in different direction, and his little snores are adorable.  I stretched as I sat up and looked around; we were still in the backyard, the movie projector had been shut off and someone had thought it wise to throw a blanket over us. Smiling I grabbed my glasses that sat on the little table outside and my phone and realized it was almost noon, I got up and gently shook Niall’s arm and watched as his eyes started to flicker open, a smile coming to his face.  

“Hey Princess, what’s going on?” He asked his voice still deep with sleep, I smiled at the sound of it.

                “It’s noon so I figured we should probably go back inside. “ I explained with a shrug. He nodded and stretched, before moving to stand behind me. As we walk in the door, I’m surprised to find everyone gathered around the table.

                “Morning sleepyheads. So how did the date go last night?” Louis asked, drinking his cup of tea. I felt my face reddened thinking about what the cop had said to Niall and I.

                “It went great.” I told him with a smile grabbing Niall’s hand.

                “What all happened last night children?” Louis asked rising his eyebrow taking a long sip of his tea.

                “Niall asked me out?” I stated, though it sounded more like a question to my ears. I watched as Louis rolled his eyes, moving his hand in a ‘tell me more’ gesture.

                “Now Riley, I, unlike the others, was not born yesterday and by the blush on your face I can tell something else happened.”  Louis stated, sounding like my father.

                “Nothing happened.” I mumbled. Louis wouldn’t stop giving me that knowing look, and then he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. “Louis William, nothing like that happened.” I whispered my voice dangerously low. Louis looked back and forth between Niall and I and put his hands in the air in surrender.  I shook my head at the blue eyed brunette as I got me a plate of breakfast and a glass of orange juice. Taking a sip of my orange juice I sighed, earning me a weird look from the boys.

                “What?” I questioned. “I value orange juice in the mornings like some of you guy’s value coffee.” I explained with a shrug. The day and the next of the days seemed to pass b at an alarming rate, and before I knew it I was sitting in my car with Tabby and Niall, on my way to meet Tabby and Niall’s Idol. Justin Bieber.

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                The concert went amazingly; Tabby and I spent a combined 200 dollars on souvenirs alone.  When the concert was over we made our way to security and waited patiently while they checked our tickets and I.Ds. Once we were cleared we walked back to the little room where Justin sat shirtless playing the guitar.

                “Justin, Buddy! How have you been?” Niall asked giving him a ‘man-hug’. I smiled at the pair, this was truly what wanted just a few years ago, to me his idol and know he is on hugging terms with him.

                “Good and yourself? With these pretty ladies flagging your sides, I’m going to venture you’re good as well?” Justin questioned back, smiling at Tabby and I.

                “That I am that I am. I want you to meet my princess Riley and her best friend Tabby.” Niall introduced slipping his arm around me as he introduced me as his princess.  I smiled looking up at him.

  “Well it’s lovely to meet the girl that Niall deems his princess. I’m taking the paps don’t know you guys are dating?” He asked, turning his gorgeous brown eyes on me, rendering me incapable of proper speech.  Niall’s eyes widened as he shook his head.

“No I really don’t want them to either. Some of the girls are quite mean. We’ll come out when the time is right. What about you? You Single?” Niall asked and I almost busted out laughing as Tabby perked up waiting for an answer. 

“Yea too much drama, I hate the paps. So Tabby I take it you are a Belieber?” Justin asked as Tabby’s eyes widened as she nodded.

“Since the very beginning.” She told him with a smile. “Since the days of Kidrauhl.” Justin looked at her with a smile.  I couldn’t believe Tabby was handling this better than I was. I was still shell-shocked.

“So do you sing?” Justin asked as Tabby’s face exploded into a dark blush.

“Kind of, I’m not the best. I prefer writing.” She explained curling a piece of her blonde hair with her thumb and forefinger.

“I’d love to hear one sometime maybe over coffee?  If you don’t mind that is.” Justin asked with his signature smirk. I swear Tabby was close to fainting.                                                                                                                           “I’d love to. Here’s my number call me anytime.” She told him with smile, as she wrote her number on his hand.  Before we knew it Justin’s security team was telling us that it was time for us to leave.  Niall drove back to the house, holding my hand the entire way.

“Did Justin Bieber just take my phone number?” Tabby asked from the back seat.  I just smiled and nodded. She was about to say something else when her phone beeped causing her to squeal, and Niall to swerve the car. “Justin messaged me.” She explained with a shrug. Niall shook his head as he started to drive once again. As soon as he put it out of park, we had cop lights flanking us.   Niall swore as he pulled to the shoulder of the road.  Once the car was is park he leaned his head against the steering wheel, groaning.  

“License and registration.” The office said, and as he looked into the window I realized he was the same cop that had caught Niall and I at the park. “Well, looks like we meet again.  These are good, next time just make sure you’re home sweetheart before you start to make a move on your boyfriend. Have a nice day folks.”  He told us as he walked back to his cop car and drove away.  Tabby sat her phone down on the seat.

“Did you guys get pulled over on your date?” She asked, her brown eyes looking around curiously. Niall looked over at me and I smirked.

“Yea, we knew if we told Lou though he’d never let us live it down.” I explained with a shrug. The rest of the ride home was so quiet that I fell asleep in the car. I woke up the next morning on the big couch in the basement cuddled up to Niall. I gently loosened his grip on my waist and made my way up stairs. I looked around and I saw that the kitchen sink was piled with dishes, with a sigh I walked over and started to clean them. Looking out the window I saw a familiar figure passed out on the lawn. Dropping the plate back into the sudsy water I ran outside.

“Harold Edward Styles. What on God’s green Earth do you think you’re doing?” I yelled running over to him. Putting my hand to his forehead, I could tell he didn’t have a fever.  I sighed wondering what was wrong with him.

“Riley turn the light off it’s way too bright.” He groaned trying to tuck his face in his hands. Then it dawned on me, he was hung over.

“This is going to be a long day.” I grumbled as I helped him into the house.