Wrong Number [N.H.]

Chapter 23

Niall's P.O.V.

I creaked the door open and stepping into my flat to see Mariah passed out on my bed.

I stood for a second and took in the sight of her curled in a small ball under my sheets, her hand gripping the bottom of my pillow.

After a little while of standing there I moved forward, running my hand through my hair and thinking of where to sleep.

Once I thought of moving Mariah to the couch and getting the bed to myself but then I realised that, that might not be the best idea.

I finally decided just to sleep beside her.

I quietly made my way towards the bed and slipped in beside Mariah. I lie my head down beside the pillow, not minding as my head pressed against the cool mattress instead of the pillow, because as long as Mariah was happy, I was happy.

I did, however, wrap my arm around her and nuzzle my chin into her shoulder.

The feeling of having her wrapped in my arms was amazing. I felt as if everything we had done wrong had been swept away- as if every fight and argument didn't matter anymore, because we were together.

·

Mariah's P.O.V

"It's cold out here." I muttered, wrapping my jacket tighter around myself.

Niall had leaned onto his balcony railing, his fingers tapping on the rail as he looked around the city. "It is." He whispered before turning around to face me. "You're alright though, yeah?"

Before I could answer Niall had walked over to me and picked me up.

"What are you doing?" I asked with a small giggle as he carried me inside.

"Coming inside." Niall replied as he stepped through the glass door and into his room.

"Nah, really? Would've never guessed."

Niall laughed and continued to carry me across the room, and soon after we had made it to the bedroom.

Niall set me down on the bed. "You would like to take a walk outside, hm?"

"Wouldn't there be fans out there?"

"Well yeah, but we can keep away from them. Or I can call Paul, if you want somebody out there with us?"

"Nah... I'm good."

"Okay."

Niall turned towards his bag and picked it up, rummaging through the top pocket before grabbing joggers, a long-sleeve white shirt, his sunglasses, and oddly-colored socks.

I sat for a second, not sure what to do.  My clothes weren't over here- they were still at my house because I hadn't thought I would've been staying long, but it ended up being a long time.

"Niall? May I borrow a shirt?" I asked.

Niall nodded and turned back to his bag. He went through it again before pulling out his Horan 93 long sleeve. He turned and handed it to me.

I went to go pull off my shirt, before I realised Niall was looking directly at me.

"Niall? You mind turning around while I get dressed?"

"Nah, I'm fine right here, princess." Niall said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes and turned around to the least Niall could see was my back.

As I started to take my shirt off I could hear Niall whine, "Awe, princess... Turn around, would ya? I want to see you."

"Not a chance." I murmured, but as I lay my shirt down beside me I could feel Niall's hands on my thighs and his warm breath on my ear.

"C'mon, let me see you." Niall muttered in my ear, his fingers dragging slow circles on my thighs.

I trembled under his touch, but pushed him away. "No, Niall."

Niall backed off of me with a small sigh.

•

After we'd gotten dressed we headed out of the door, and of course, right as we stepped out there were squeals and girls filling the hall.

Niall pulled me impossibly closer to his side, his hand gripping tightly onto mine.

I could feel the people bunching up on us and I was beginning to get a little nervous, seeing Niall speed up as he tried to keep us away.

As we kept walking I could feel a hand on my shirt, and I was tugged backwards.

Niall whipped around and grabbed my hand again, pulling me back to him. "Stay away, you fucking cunts!" Niall spat and pressed his extra hand to my back.

"You alright?" Niall asked.

"Yeah. I'm fine."

"You sure? We can go back if you want."

"No, keep going."

--A/N--

Okay so this chapter is sucky I know but guys I was on Twitter yesterday and I already have 5sos tickets for July alright, and then this thing about Luke/Calum came out and I'm fucking pissed because I don't know what to do because I was really looking forward to seeing them and then Luke/Calum started going on about fucking girls and objectifying women and I'm just like wtf

And then Micheal talked something about depression but I'm not exactly sure how that went but I'm justmdkddt

I'm still going I think but I'm just pissed off idk anymore