When Dreams Come True

Chapter 19

Niall was getting a little drunk but not me. He started stripping.

Cheyenne: Niall.... Are you stripping?

Niall: yes I am. Only for you babe

Cheyenne: well then. Carry on ;)

He takes off his shirt. Then he pushes me in a chair.

Niall: I can't get my pants off...can you help?

Cheyenne: Haha omg! Why not.

I unzip his pants and trace my hand down it. He is lifted so I laugh.

Cheyenne: Niall, you like that?

Niall: yes do it again.

So I do and I grab him. He lifts me up on him and we make out. He reeks of beer. I push him off because he ain't getting this when he's intoxicated. I go turn off the music and kiss him.

Niall: what's wrong?

Cheyenne: you are drunk and I don't want to do that when you are.

Niall: alright. Sorry Cheyenne. Sleep?

Cheyenne: yes I'm tired. Let me go get a drink first. You should change. You got beer on your boxers. You are sloppy when drunk haha

Niall: geez thanks. Ill change and you get a drink. I got beer.

Cheyenne: I'm getting water haha be right back

I come back and he passed out with a face plant on the bed. He doesn't have boxers on. I laugh and grab some boxers and put them on him.

Cheyenne: I feel like I'm babysitting a 2 year old sometimes haha

I pull him onto bed and I notice a bunch of beer cans on my desk. So much for limiting him. I cover him up and he rolls off and shakes his head and falls asleep again.

Cheyenne: Niall?

Niall: ....*snores*

Cheyenne: er mah gerd! Sure I will drag you back onto bed! Because I love you.

I drag him into bed and put him on the side of the wall so he won't roll off again. I turn off the lights and lay in bed. I fall asleep and wake up the next morning with a mini headache. I take some pills. Niall wakes up really late.

Cheyenne: good morning. Actually more like good night. You sleep alot after a night of drinking.

Niall: I'm sorry. Was I a pain?

Cheyenne: well you stripped for me then tried to get with me but I stopped you because you were drunk. Then told you to change your boxers because you got beer on them. I went downstairs for a drink and when I came back you did a faceplant into bed naked. So I put some boxers on you.

Niall: oh my god sorry.

Cheyenne: oh but that's not it....then you rolled off of bed and I had to pull you back into bed. Then you talked in your sleep. You barked like a dog! I swear you might have issues. No offense.

Niall: no way! I did that? I might have issues. I'm so sorry! I won't do that again.

Cheyenne: really? Can I have that in writing?

Niall: haha so what's for breakfast?

Cheyenne: you mean supper?

Niall: sure ;)

Cheyenne: first brush your teeth. You smell of beer

Niall: fine. Ill shower too. Be down in a little bit.

He comes down and he smells good now. Like his body spray. I hug him and put my head in his neck.

Niall: better?

Cheyenne: much better. You even taste better.

We make out and after that we go and eat food. We don't know if it's lunch or supper because its so late. We go for a walk and go back to the house. We don't do anything. We go straight to bed.