Stay (Niall Horan)

Chapter 4

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and light shining through the window. My eyes wandered around the room for a little, taking in all the strange details of the space. I noticed Niall had a guitar, a day bed by the window, and a few photographs on his dresser. After about 10 minutes of aimlessly looking around, I tried to get out of bed but Niall's strong arm kept me in place. I finally got myself out of his grip without waking the Irish lad up.

I opened the bedroom door quietly and wandered down the hall. Once I reached the living room, I decided to snoop around. If he was going to keep me in his house, I was obviously going to look around.

There were some strange decorations. Some of which included oddly shaped candles and pointless things. In the back of the room, I noticed a small black box that looked pretty interesting. My feet slowly dragged me over to the shelf it was on and I attempted to reach for the box. Of course I was too short to reach so I tried jumping. That was a mistake. My arm caught onto the entire shelf and it fell off of the wall! The glass figures shattered on the hardwood floors and the box landed on my toe. I tried not to cry out in pain. I prayed that Niall didn't hear anything.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I heard him yell from behind me. When I turned around, Niall looked extremely angry so I took a run for it. The house was really big so I tried running into the game room. My hands grabbed onto a cold door handle and I crawled into the closet. He kept calling for me but I wouldn't fall for it.

About 20 minutes passed of sitting in the pitch dark when I heard his footsteps getting closer to the closet.

"Sam please come out." I heard Niall keep asking. Being my clumsy self I hit into vacuum cleaner causing it to crash and knock everything over. Shoot. I heard Niall laugh so I pressed my back against the door and I tried to keep him out. He attempted to push it open but I was using all my strength to hold him back.

"Come on Sammi! Open the damn door!" He yelled one more time before slamming his body into the door, knocking me right on the floor.

"Why are you snooping around my house and then going to hide from me?!" Niall scolded me.

"I- um. Well Niall if you are going to keep me locked up in your house, I have the right to look around!" I was still propped up on my elbows on the floor. Niall looked bewildered. I'm assuming no one has ever gotten an attitude back to him. Instead of yelling back, he pulled me to my feet so I was leaning against his chest.

"Sammi I'm not mad at you for breaking everything, I am upset because you were snooping." Niall said unusually calm. Knowing him, I thought he was going to yell back at me.

"Come downstairs to get something to eat." Niall grabbed my wrist and I followed him down the stairs.

There was a bar table in the kitchen so I took a seat there. The smell of pancakes and chocolate filled the kitchen. Niall handed me a plate of HUGE pancakes.

"Here Sam." He smiled, obviously proud of his cooking job. I expected the pancakes to be pretty gross to be honest. Turns out that they were the best I ever ate.

"Wow. These are really good." I smiled.

"Yeah, I am pretty good at making chocolate chip pancakes. Maybe I will make them for you next time you stay the night." I literally choked on my fork when he said that. My intentions weren't to be rude, I just don't want to stay overnight again. Not after last night.

Niall chuckled at my reaction. "You are staying the night again? Aren't you?"

"Um. Yeah sure I guess." I faked. Of course I wasn't coming again.

"Good, you have no choice anyways." He said with a serious face. I gulped at his response and continued to finish my breakfast.

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Right after I was done eating, Niall drove me home in his black range rover.

"Is this the place?" He asked me while looking around the area.

"Yep. My good old home." I smiled nervously. When I was about to get out of the car Niall stopped me.

"Wait, give me your phone." He asked while motioning me to hand it over. I reached in my back pocket and pulled out my white iPhone. Niall typed in his phone number and texted himself, to make sure he has it. I sighed and walked away, closing the door behind me.

When Niall drove off, I opened my door and kicked off my shoes. I went into the kitchen and made my usual cup of morning tea. Suddenly I heard Marimba play from my bedroom. I ran in and found that Niall was calling.

"Hello?" I asked .

"Hi Sam. I'll be picking you up tonight at 8. Wear something cute." And he hung up without me answering. Unfortunately, if I don't go he will probably drag me out of the house.