These Things Take Time.

Chapter 3

Nialls POV

"They're untold stories..." Her eyes reflected the shining stars in the dark sky. She turned her head to face me as she smiled.

"Niall....wake up....you need to wake up....Niall..." She started to grab my shoulders and shake them, over and over again.

Her voice started changing into a a manlike voice...and her face started morphing into......Liam?

"Niall....wake up.....c'mon wake up Niall! We need to get ready to head over to Miami!" Liam was hovering over me whilst shaking my shoulders just like the girl in my dream.

"Okay...okay.." I shot up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Getting up and out of the bed, I walked towards the bathroom to take a wee. "Liam!" I shouted from the restroom.

"Yeah mate?!" I could hear him making himself some breakfast. I hated when he stole my favorite foods..

"I had that dream again." I looked down at my hand as I washed them.

"The one about Mickey Mouse an-"

"No! That was only once! I meant the dream about that girl...how we were sitting on the jeep."

"Oh that one....how long did you say this has been going on for?"

I walked out of the bathroom scratching my head. "At least a month and a half? Probably longer."

"What do you think this could mean?" Liam handed me a plate full of bacon and eggs. Yum.

"Mmmhmmnhmn...." I muffled as I chewed my food.

"You know you really shouldn't talk with your mouth full." Liam went all pappa bear on me. I swallowed my food.

"I said...I don't know, but I've never met this girl...how could I have dreams about her?"

"Do you like her?"

"I mean in my dreams I do..."

"It sounds awfully like a movie."

"Which one?"

"Sleeping Beauty." Liam grinned.

"But that's a fairy tale ..."

"Hey you're the one who is looking for his 'Princess'."

"I guess you're right...."

"Aren't I always.......anyways get your bags and we are meeting the lads at the airport.."

"Okay...wait how did you get in here?"

"I found your key...you should really hide it better. I'll be waiting in the car outside.." Liam washed his dish, then scurried off outside to the car. Slowly I plucked myself from my kitchen table..and started packing my bags. Shirts....shoes.....sandals....swimming trunks....sunscreen...charger....sleeping pants.....hair gel..."Am I missing anything?"

"Me." My next-door-neighbor, Penelope, was sitting in my living room....

"What are you doing in here?" I said whilst zipping my luggage up.

"Just wanted to stop by and say bye before you leave...I'm going to miss you..."

"Penelope, look..you're a very pretty las and really nice...but there is nothing and never will be anything between us..I see how many boys you bring home every weekend." She was a nice gal but she wasn't right for me..she could be rude to others, she didn't have much respect for her body either, and I didn't really find that attractive. "One day you will find the right boy who treats you like a princess and love you so much."