Trust Me • N.H (dirty)

12- Surprise

Authors Note: So many people wanted story back so for you guys! -Miley

Oh daddy, know you're just number one, but girls they wanna have fun

Oh girls, they wanna have fun

Hayley

Woke up on a random place with a headache going on. As my memories came up, I realized how amazing last night was. Although I blame myself for being drunk instead of enjoying this as sober I could. I try to get dressed and pick up my things. As I did so, I thought of the ways I could go back home.

I found an exit and it leaded me to an alley and sat on the floor next to a trash can. Just to complete my physical self. Out of my backpack I pulled out a cigarette and my red lighter. I completely enjoy the gray smoke get intertwined with the already contaminated air. While this I realize my options; I can't call Niall because... Well, it's obvious. And finally I can't call Amy because I'm not in the mood for her teenage self. I guess the proudly walk-of-shame is.

By the grace of the sweet Lord, Amy is not home. I quickly charge my phone and get to the shower. As I'm done I nakedly walk to my room, get dressed and jump to my bed. Sleeping one more time.

*2½ Hours Later *

"Well hello sleeping beauty."

"Not in the mood A." I reply heading towards the kitchen.

"Jeez, hormonal girl." she sarcastically says.

"Um... Excuse me but where were you? Because if I'm not mistaken you did left me alone." I angrily say.

"Well you left me first! What you wanted me to do? I don't understand you sometimes." she said mad at me, too.

As I'm about to reply a good comeback, my phone rings.

"Hello?" I reply, kinda not what I wanted to do at the moment.

"Hayley Collins."

"Niall Horan"

"Be at the already famous café at 6."

"May I ask why?" I ask. Shocked and happy he called me for no reason.

"You already asked, but like always I won't say." he replied.

"Well, I have no choice than to go."

"I'll be more than glad if you do. Have a nice day." he said and quickly hanged up.

Time had already passed and I arrive there and as usual he was there in our table with our drinks.

"Why you left?" he asked straight away.

"Good afternoon Niall, how's your day?" I sarcastically say.

He sighs and shakes slightly his head while smiling, which of course made me smile, something I haven't done before.

"Good night, in fact, Hayley, and I'm a little disappointed you left me on my own."

"Well, life isn't a wish granting machine, plus, why would you wanted me to stay?" I reply. And time goes on and so does our conversation and as much I love this time I realize that, unknownly, I'm falling for him. He had made me forget what I've lived couple months before. And as crazy, it might sound, I find myself intrigued into him.

"We should take you home."

"Getting rid of me so quickly eh?" I say, in a mocking way of course.

"Nah, if I could I wouldn't." he said, in such way that makes me interested even more.

On our way home we jammed along the radio, not on top-hits songs, mostly on Nirvana, Arctic Monkeys and -by my request- Melanie Martinez and Alessia Cara. Even though he wouldn't admit it, I know he liked those artists. I saw the way he would drive -one hand on handle and other set down requested by the window - but I noticed because I care not because I stare. Soon we arrive and politely I demand him to enter, but now I could've preferred he wouldn't.

"They were here," Amy said, making my heart drop.

"Halez, they left this..."

Now, I'm ultimately scared.