~Darkness~

Chapter 4

I wake up relieved to see that what happened last night was all a dream. I sit up with my eyes still closed...almost to tired to open them. I sigh and plant my head in my hands. And just like that I sit there for I don't know how long until I hear someone walk into the room.
"Good Morning sleeping beauty" I hear that same raspy voice that I heard in my dreams.
I look up to see that same handsome figure from the party except this time..he's shirtless and his sweatpants are hanging dangerously low on his hips..flaunting his V-line.

It isn't until I rub my eyes harshly that I realize that what happened..wasn't a dream. I'm not in my own clothes..I'm not in my own bed. What the hell is going on?!

"Where am I?" I question with a hint of sleep still in my voice.
"You got pretty sleepy last night and before I could ask you where you lived you fell asleep on me in the car. I must've made you exhausted." He smirks and winks at me. I groan in disgust and I ran my fingers through my hair.

"Anyways. I didn't wanna wake you up so I just brought you here" he waves his hand around the room.
He walks over to the bed and sits on the edge right by my hip.

"I got you some tea. I didn't know if you wanted tea or coffee but seeing that you are an American..I assume you wanted tea".

He passes me the cup and I just stare at the hot light brown liquid. My mom always told me to never except drinks from strangers. So I slowly place my cup on the Nightstand beside me.
"Thanks but no thanks...I'm not thirsty. I'd rather just go home now"
"That won't be a problem" he winks and takes a sip of his beverage.
"Did we...you know..??" I raise my eyebrows to gesture to him what I'm talking about.
"OH NO! No no no. Definitely not. I'm not that kind of guy...like I said. I just brought you back here and changed you into something more comfortable that's all. Don't you worry your pretty little head about it." He smiled ruffling his hand around my hair. I slapped his hand away and groaned.
"Where's my phone?"
"Oh its downstairs. Your friend was worried sick about you but no worries..I told her that you're just spending the night at a friends house and you're completely fine. You know....you should really lock your phone."
I sigh again running my fingers through my hair..something that I find to be a habit of mine when I'm stressed.

"Can I take a shower? If you don't mind?"
"Oh no not at all...if I can join you" he smirks yet again.
"Haha real funny. Never in a million years. Stop being a fuckboy please keep it in your pants." I scoff at him.

"That's not what you were saying last night while you were basically dry humping me." He laughs.
I cover my face and blush furiously. "I was drunk and emotional okay?"
"Sure princess"
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An hour later I've taken a shower and I'm currently sitting in the kitchen watching Niall cook me breakfast after he insisted that I should eat something. Gosh, this guy is as corny as they get. He thinks he's so intimidating when in reality he's cute as a button. He still hasn't put a shirt on and to be honest...I don't mind.