Irresistible

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Five

Alison's POV

I watched outside the window as things started rushing by. We had been in the car for a little over an hour, and I knew we would get back to the tour bus before long. Though I still wished we could've stayed and shapped more. I only had... Six, seven, maybe eight bags...

Blinking, I settled back in the seat and stared ahead for a few seconds. I could hear Harry and Isabelle in the backseat, whispering and giggling and kissing. Again, I felt the familiar sense of almost surprise. It still stunned me how they left to go clubbing hating each other, and they come back acting like they just won an award for 'Cutest Couple.' Honestly, I was kinda jealous.

Not because Isabelle was dating Harry; she can have him if she wants. But because Niall seems to not like me like I do him. I'm dropped so many hints that I find myself fluttering my eyelashes at myself in the mirror. All Isabelle did was tell him she hated her then boom! She's now dating one fifth of One Direction.

Oh well; I'll keep dropping hints and hopefully get him to like me. My bright blue eyes glanced towards his direction and I moved my head to the side so I could look at him better. "Thanks for carrying my bags around the store," I stated after a moment, the words coming out of my mouth before I could really think.

Niall gave a quick glance at me before looking back at the road. "Yeah, anytime," he replied, sending me a quick smile. I returned it before I looked back out the window. When I heard another giggle from Isabelle, a slight frown appeared on my face, and I leaned forward to turn up the radio.

Only a couple more minutes, I thought, laying my head back against the seat and slowly closing my bright blue eyes. I felt slightly tired from the long day; maybe going shopping as soon as we had finished with our soundcheck wasn't the best idea I've ever had. But no matter. We would be back soon and I'll be able to take a long, much needed nap.

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"Alison," a voice whispered in my ear, making the hairs on my neck stick straight up. "Ali, wake up, love."

It took me a moment to respond, slowly peeling my blue eyes open to see Niall's face staring at me. He had his hand on my arm, shaking me lightly with his head cocked slightly to the side. "We're home."

I sucked in a breath and stretched out my slightly stiff muscles, watching as Niall retracted his arms and waited patiently for me to wake up a bit. "How long was I asleep?" I asked, unbuckling my seatbelt and starting out of the car.

"Not long; thirty minutes, if that," Niall replied instantly, nodding towards the tour bus. "Harry and Isabelle had already gone in. I've been trying to wake you up for the past five minutes." He let out a chuckle as I started to blush.

I rubbed the back of my neck, letting out a slight giggle. "Sorry; heavy sleeper." I shrugged in an innocent motion, giving him a small smile before closing the car door. I was still dead tired, and the only thing I wanted to do was sleep. Thirty minutes wasn't enough.

"Shall we go in?" Niall said, gesturing towards the bus. When I nodded, he grinned and hooked arms with me playfully before skipping towards the bus with me at his side, laughing all the way.

Audrey's POV

I can't believe that little...

I let out a sigh, turning off the water and running a hand through my hair. Finally, after what seemed like forever, I got most of the mud out of my hair. Most of it. There were still a few flecks left on my scalp that I wasn't able to get, and when I shook my hair, some fell out. I groaned and looked up at the ceiling. "Fuck you, Tomlinson," I muttered under my breath, stepping out of the shower slowly.