Niall Blurbs

Stressed Comfort

Pt. 1

"Oh my god, there is so much to do." You run your hands through your hair, pacing in your dorm room. "Fuck. I have over thirty pages of papers worth to write, a class presentation that has to be at least ten minutes long... Three tests, and a final art piece and my article is due at the end of the week." You whine and rub your face.

Niall was sitting on the chair in your dorm room, chewing his lip. He didn't know what to really say or how to really react, he was caught up. He didn't know how you got so left behind.

After a moment, he sighs, "C'mere baby." He whispers and pulls you into his lap. He kisses your cheek gently, "Okay love, this 's what we're gonna do.... We're going ta make a list of everyding dat you 'ave tado 'n' we'ree gonna rank dem-most to least important-den easiest to hardest.." He nods and pulls out his phone, "Tell me what classes you 'ave papers fer and wha' tests are comin' up."

You rattle off all the papers you have-four, all over five pages, minimum. You had tests in chem, anthro, and romantic literature. You had your article and the art piece to finish.

"Okay, not as bad wid it all written down." He kissed your neck. You two finish organizing them accordingly and set up a schedule to get it all done. There would be no socializing and little time with anyone.

"Ya listen to me Y/N, yer a smart girl. Dis is shitty dat all of dis was done dis week. I love ya and I 'ave da upmost confidence in you. At the end of dis week, we'll get fucked up and have a wild weekend togeder. I love ya." He whispers and kisses you gently. "I will spend the week wid ya to make sure yer on track too."

"How did I get so lucky to get a guy like you?" You ask honestly, cupping his cheeks and resting your forehead against his.

"I ask meself the same about ya." He murmurs and rubs your back lightly. "We're gonna get through dis together baby."