Simon Cowells Niece *Book 1*

Chapter 22

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I had this awesome A/N typed up and then i get kicked off. Thank you Arkansas weather! -_- Note my sarcasm. So anyway, i am probably going to have a lot more free time, since i am having lots of random friend dram at the moment. Ever had anyone just stop talking to you for  no reason? Seriously! I have not been with my friends for a week becuase i was at my nanas and when i got back they stopped talking to me and are now ignoreing me! I hate this, but i will live! Your my friend right?:) I thought so!! Okay now, i am sorry for ranting but as you can see you are now my only friend so yeah. DONT FORGET TO VOTE AND COMMENT!<3 THANK YOU MY LOVELIES!!!

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Chapter 22

Simons POV

 

I arrived at home around five at night to see the boys, three other girls, and Eliza all asleep practically on top of each other. From the looks of it, they had been watching Toy Story. They had ordered pizza, the boxes in the floor gave it away.

To be totally honest I was pooped. I was feeling better about Paige, still hurting but feeling better. Eliza leaves with the boys in a week to go on tour. I will be at the first concert and then a few in between but no more than that. That’s the whole reason I came home, was because Eliza would be gone without me for a year, I know she is a big girl, but at the same time she isn’t. She is still that little six year-old that begged me to take her to the dance shop. That little six year-old that wanted that new dancing Barbie. That little six year-old with a mother.

I climbed the staircase and went into my master bath. I took a nice long hot shower before getting into my pajamas and going to bed. I know it was only around five thirty or six but, I am getting old. And I am tired. And I have to return to work the day after tomorrow. Lovely, just lovely.

Eliza’s POV

 

I stretch my arms and legs out before realizing I wasn’t in bed. In fact, I was on someone. I flip over to see Niall’s face only inches away from mine. His eyes flutter open, they grow wide instantly.

“Good morning” He smiles, his voice raspy from sleep. It’s actually kind of hot. I love it. I could so get used to this, waking up to him every morning. Yeah, that would be brilliant.

“Good morning sunshine.” I reply with a smile. I know I should get off of him but this feels so right, so perfect and warm. He probably doesn’t feel the same; in fact he is probably mentally begging me to get off of him. But I don’t care; I am comfortably so he can suck it up.

I lay my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat, he seems kind of taken back for a minuet but he quickly recovers. He relaxes his muscles and starts to play with my hair, I feel so perfect right now, like all my fears and problems vanish.

Harry starts to wake up so I quickly jump off of Niall.

“I should go pack.” I stutter before jogging up the staircase and running into my room. I shut the door behind me. That was way to close. I get out my suitcase and throw all of my clothes inside. Well most of them. I leave out stuff I would need until we leave though. I turn on my bathwater and lock my door, so no intruders (Harry) barges in while I am soaking. I be sure to put extra bubbles in though, just in case. I slide into the hot water and just soak. I turn my Pandora on shuffle and let the music do what it does best, take away all my problems. Its funny how Dance and Music can do that to me. And Niall, Niall can too.  I need to stop thinking about him!

He doesn’t like me!

But he could!

Nope! No he could not!

Yeah, yes he could!

NO!

YES!

NO!

YES!

I turn the music off and step out of the tub; I grab a towel and dry myself off. I put on some black yoga pants and a hot pink and black zebra print, long sleeve shirt. I dried my hair and put on some mascara. If I want Niall to like me back, then I shall get Niall to like me back. I am going to be with him every day for a year, I got this. I so got this.