This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 30

Cleo's P.O.V

After 30 minutes I finally get Niall out of the car. I dig in his pockets for his house key, finding it in his front pocket, I shove it in the lock and twist it. Stepping inside, I close the door, lock it, and stumble over down the hallway with Niall. I'm trying to carry him by holding him up by his waist. His arms are flying everywhere and his head is laid over on my shoulder. Niall's feet are dragging across the floor.

I turn right to enter the living room, but end up tripping over Niall and landing on top of him. There is no way in hell I can get him upstairs. I drag him over to the couch length ways and plop down in the space in front of him, sighing deeply.

I get up and go upstairs to change out of this dress that I wore to the club. I open Niall's drawer that has my clothes in it and pull out a black bra, underwear, and then I go into Niall's drawer to grab a blue sweatshirt and grey sweatpants. Before I put them on I hop in the shower.

I let the warm water wash over me while I search for shampoo on his side rail. I end up using the one that is strawberry scented. There is a big fluffy blue towel waiting for me to step on, so that the floor doesn't get wet. It's cold in his flat so I went with warmer clothing to sleep in. After I put them on I grab a brush and run it through my brown wavy hair. I let it air dry because I don't feel like blow drying it. I'm too tired to do anything else right now so I go downstairs with Niall laying on the couch just like I left him.

I walk into the living room. 

"You look lighter than you feel." I say turning around to Niall nudge him a little.

He doesn't reply because he's still unconscious. I don't want to sleep alone upstairs. The couch that I lay Niall on is big enough for two people to lay length ways. I swing my legs over and cuddle up to Niall so my face is faced towards his chest. I intertwine my legs between his. It's cold, so I fold my arms against myself, trying to keep warm. I look up slightly at Niall and I know that I am in love with him even though he bothers the living shit out of me. My eyelids begin to get heavy and I fall asleep.

*the next day*

Niall's P.O.V

I wake up to a hangover and Cleo sleeping in front of me faced towards my chest. She's beautiful. I look down to see her body covered in my clothing and her puffy face. Cleo has her legs tangled within mine. Her arms are folded against herself and she's slightly shaking due to the low number I have the air conditioner set on.

I wrap my arms around her, bringing her in. Cleo cuddles into me, still sleeping. I push her back a little to have space to take off my shirt, letting her share my body heat. I was warm, but she wasn't. I pull her in closer and kiss her on her temple. She flutters her eyes open and quickly shuts them once she notices that my shirt is missing on my behalf.

"I know you're awake." She looked up at me.

"Good morning." She said simply. She didn't sound as happy as she usually does. I can't remember much from last night because I drank too much, that explains my awful hangover.

"Cleo, look I'm sorry if I did anything last night. I had too much to drink." I explained to her.

"Niall."

"Yes?"

"Last night you told me the same thing my uncle told me before he tried to um, you know..touch me..inappropriately." Cleo said with pain throughout her voice.

"I can't tell you how sorry I am. I didn't mean to. I had way too many drinks." I quickly say.

"You saved me from my uncle, by the way. Thanks for that. I really appreciate you doing that." She says smiling up at me, making eye contact. She leans up at kisses me on the lips and sinks back down to her original spot.

"But if you ever get that drunk or say shit  like that to me again, I swear.." Her tone got very serious along with her face.

"I can't tell you how sorry I am, Cleo. Honestly, I didn't mean to say anything hurtful to you." I tell her.

"I know how you make it up to me though." Cleo's fingers begin to roam around my body, mainly my chest. She leans in and leaves polka dot kisses on my chest. I lift her by her waist and put her ontop of me, straddling my hips.

"Niall," She screeches after I squeeze her bum. I bring her down to give me a kiss. Cleo grabs me by the back of my neck, bringing me up and off of my back. She begins to undo the buckle of my belt, still kissing me.

"C-Cleo," I say breaking the kiss.

"Are you sure?" She answers with a shrug, then nod with an unsure look on her face and smiles, continuing to slowly undo my pants now. I pull off Cleo's top. She giggles while I shimmy it over her head. I knew she was a virgin and I'm sure she knew that I wasn't. I had to make her first time special.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I'm not pressuring you into doing anything intimate. Whatever is comfortable with you, we can do. I can tell you aren't ready. You aren't and I don't want you to regret it." I yawn and hand her back her t-shirt..well my shirt.