It's Time To Forgive.

Chapter 15- It wasn't me

Chapter 15- It wasn't me

Madisons P.O.V

I wake up with a pounding headache, sweating, at first I think I'm sick again, but then remember last night; Meeting Ed Sheeran, Getting drunk... Natahsha!

After I went to go get drinks with her, I don't remember anything else, I hope I wasn't too stupid!

No, but I'm actually scared of what might have happened.

My head hurts too much to do anything so I go take some painkillers, leaving them out for Izzy and slump down on the sofa to watch some T.V.

Two hours later.

Knock knock knock.

Someone is at the door, I reluctantly get up to open it and see Nialls happy face.

"Hi Niall." I say drowsily,

"Hello Madi!" He chirps.

"How are you taking this hangover so well?" I ask, he shrugs.

"I dunno really, used to it I guess... Anyways, since today is our last day in the UK, I was gonna ask if you wanted to go on a date?"

"Uh, sure, when?"

"Eleven?" There was an hour and I feel fine, I guess...

"Alright, I'll be ready by then." I say and he nods.

"Cool, see you then princess." He says softly, kissing me on the forhead, leaving me in a complete trance.

Lately, he has been getting into the habbit of calling me 'princess', he is so sweet.

I soon snap out of it and run to get ready, an hour? Easy.

I get in the shower, letting the cold water splash over my face, waking me up a tad bit more, and get out, choosing a purple dark red and white flower patterned dress- which went up to mid thigh- and a denim jacket, along with my brown boots and pulled it all on.

I then applied a little eyeliner and mascara and pink lipgloss, and put my hair into a fishtail braid, letting it fall down my back.

I then wrote a note to Izzy saying I was gone on a date with Niall and there were pills on the cabinet and checked the clock:

10:53

Nailed it!

Minutes later, I hear a knock at the door and open it to see Niall, he is wearing blue sneakers, white chinos, a white tee and a blue jumper ontop.

He bites his lip before confidently saying, "Hello there, beautiful. Ready to go?" I giggle at his atempt to sound like Harry ornod and we intertwine our figers as he leads me into a blue car, opening the passenger door for me and sliding into the drivers seat.

"You can drive?" I ask, astonished, he nodded proudly.

"Did the test a couple weeks back."

"Awesome!" I exclaim and we set off.

Twenty minutes later.

"AND LET ME KISS YOU!" We ended, singing/yelling the last notes for Kiss You. For the whole ride, we have been singing along to the songs on the radio, including atleast three other One Direction songs.

"Are we there yet?" I whine while the radio guy is speaking, Niall chuckles.

"Yes, yes we are." He says, the car coming to a hault, "but put this on first." He hands me a blind fold. No.

"No way, I hate the dark and I have trust issues!" I exclaim, you know those raisin cookies that look like their chocolate chip? Its their fault I have trust issues!