"Ahh cmon. Get up!" I can feel his hands wrap around my ankles as he tugs softly. Attempting to get me up.
"You wouldn't" I knew he wouldn't. I'm too tired and the last thing I need is Niall dragging me out of bed.
"You must not know me" he chuckles but I don't find anything funny. I'd feel way better if he would just leave and let me sleep.
Just before I can say something he's pulling me out of my bed and I end up on the floor. My emotions are everywhere right now. I want to cry because I'm sleepy. I want to punch Niall because he woke me up. I'm hungry and I'm just cranky.
"If I wasn't so tired right now my foot would be halfway up your ass right now" I groan, still laying on the floor.
"Cmon you gotta get up and take a shower then eat something"
"Leave me alone" I groan again.
"Please....please." He begs and begs until I can't take anymore. I stand up and stretch as I mope over to my bathroom.
"Rise and Shine sleeping beauty." He smiles and I see his dimples show which never fail to make me feel butterflies.
"Anyways...get cleaned up and eat something I'm taking you to my house"
"Why?"
"Netflix and Chill" he smirks then winks at me and I hit his shoulder in return.
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"Wait...so you actually feel off the bike and then choked on the candy?!" I laugh and hold my stomach not being able to take the pain from laughing so hard.
"Its not funny I almost died" he frowns.
"Niall you choked on a lollipop. Its no big deal but it is hilarious" I laugh once again as I wipe a tear from my eye. I'm currently at Niall's house and we're watching Netflix as he tells me about how he choked on candy while riding a bike. I think its pretty hilarious because that rarely happens.
As my head is laying in his lap I feel something vibrate against my head. Niall slowly lifts my head so he can stand up then he pulls out his phone. He mumbles a quick "One second" before he jogs downstairs to answer the call.
While Niall is downstairs I decide to look around his room...I don't think he'll mind if I snoop just a little since he thought it was completely okay to raid my personal things when he came over. My hand runs across his childhood photos until I see that one of his drawers is cracked open. I slightly pull it out to see folded shirts inside. Nothing out of the ordinary.
Spoke too soon. Just as I was about to shut the drawer I see something brown in the back and I pull it out even further. It looks like some kind of Journal? Niall has a journal? That's really masculine. I decide to just scan through the pages but as I'm flipping through the book something catches my eye and I turn it back. Its some kind of symbol. It looks like a triangle inside of a circle. Written around it are words that look like they're in Latin?
"Just give me some more time okay? I have a feeling about this just let me take care of it...okay...okay! Ugh whatever. Bye."
I begin to panic as I hear his footsteps coming up the stairs. I quickly shut the book and put it back where it was placed. I shut the drawer and run over to his bed and hurriedly jump onto it just in time for Niall to walk in.
"What was that all about ?" I ask trying to look less suspicious.
"Oh just some asshole you don't need to know about. Its cool don't worry about it" he frowns slightly.
Niall and these fucking mood swings are starting to confuse me.
The rest of the day consisted of us sitting in silence. I didn't want to bother Niall since he already seems pissed off. As I turn to look at him I realize he is already staring. That's not creepy at all.
"You have really beautiful eyes you know that?" ,He mumbles almost to himself, "Just do it already. She's not going to do anything. Get in there Niall."
Is he really talking to himself? Before I can comprehend what I'm thinking he's on top of me and kissing my neck while gently pinning my wrist on each side of me.
"Niall I-"
"Shhh princess" his lips press into mine and can't help but moan at the feeling of him grinding into me.
