"BREATHE" (One Direction fanfic)

Chapter Nineteen

This month was our UK promotional month, which meant more interviews, photo shoots, signings, and intimate acoustic gigs with our fans. It also meant for work for us than usual. I plopped on my hotel room bed as Renae peeled off her clothes before slipping under the covers.

            “I’m so fucking tired…” She mumbles as she doesn’t even bother taking off her makeup and just turns the table side light off.

            “Mhmmm.” I agreed with a small moan as I also pulled the covers over my head and closed my eyes, letting sleep wash over me. That is, until my phone started to vibrate against the bedside table. I sighed and reached my hand out to see who the hell was calling or texting me.

            Babe, sneak out to the stairs?

            It was Niall. I stared at the screen, debating if I should leave my comfortable bed or not.

            Okay, see you soon :)

            I texted back, deciding that I’d rather be in my boyfriend’s arms. I slowly got out of bed as my phone vibrated again with a message.

            x.

            I quietly opened the door, trying not to disturb Renae, and slipped out. When I opened the doors to the stairs I found Niall already there, sitting on a step looking down at his phone; in a white shirt, green hoodie, and jeans. I tip toed up to him and placed my hands over his eyes.

            “Guess who?” I whispered as Niall chuckled and pulled my hands down, turning around.

            “An angel?” He says pulling me down next to him and kissing my lips.

            “Not even close.” I said as he pulled away. Niall laughs again and I laugh with him just because his laughter is so contagious.

            “I missed you.” He admitted, pulling me close to him, and wrapping his arms around me. I put my head against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. “It’s been so hectic that I haven’t gotten to hold you in a while.”

            “It’s only been a week.” I said as I felt Niall run his fingers along my hair. He always liked playing with my hair.

            “So?” Niall suddenly stops playing with my hair and holds up my left hand where I wore the bracelet he gave me. The silver infinity signs shined in the light. “You haven’t taken this off.”

            “Nope, I wear it every day.” I said as Niall smiles and kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him even closer as he leans me against the wall, his hands on the small of my waist. He softly kisses the corner of my lips, then my lower cheek, my jaw line, and trails small kisses down my neck. Then I felt a pinch around my neck a few times and pulled away from Niall.

            “What are you doing?”

            He gives me an innocent smile and tilts his head. God, he’s so freaking cute. “I’m not doing anything.” But the laughter in his voice gives him away as I look at him suspiciously.

            “Niall…” I warned as he struggles to stop himself from bursting into laughter. “…what did you do?”

            “Nothing, love!” He says as he stands up and holds a hand out to help me up. I’m still suspiciously staring at him as I take his hand. He links his fingers with mine and we leave the stair case together I glance at the shiny reflective elevator doors and my eyes widened at the sight of red-ish hues around my neck and collarbone.