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I'm awoken by an annoying clicking sound. I sit up and untangle myself from Louis. I stand and stretch and make my way around the coffee table to the front door. Although I should be using my brain and be thinking "don't open the door someone could be trying to break in" I don't, and open the door. I rub my eyes and tilt my head.
"Niall?"
"Heeyyy Violet," he slurs stepping into the entryway. I close the door and lock it back.
"What in the world are you doing here at," I turn and check the clock, "four thirty in the morning?"
"Well, I, I am not quite sure, love."
"Have you been drinking?" I ask as I step forward and take a wiff. He absolutely reeks of alcohol.
"Let's gets you cleaned up," I tell him grabbing his arm and dragging him up the stairs. I bring him into the bathroom and sit him on the toilet lid. I make my way to his room and grab a pair of boxers from his draw.
I walk back into the bathroom to see him trying to take off his clothes, but failing miserably.
"Niall," I say laughing slightly. I reach over him and start the shower.
I hold my hand under the water and make sure it's warm, but not too hot. I grab Niall by the shoulders and stand him up.
"Arms up," I tell him and he lazily raises his arms. I grab his shirt by the bottom and slip it over his head.
"Take your pants off, leave your underwear on." As he's trying to take off his pants, he stumbles and nearly falls. I grab ahold of him and steady him.
"Exactly why I'm here," I mumble.
"I'm going to go downstairs to grab you some water and aspirin, please, whatever you do, do not fall. I will not be pulling a naked Niall off the floor."
He nods with a smile and I leave closing the door quietly. I saunter down the stairs and flip on the kitchen light. I grab a glass and fill it with cold water. I fetch two apsrin from the small bottle on the counter and flip the light back off. I make my way back upstairs and knock on the bathroom door. I hear the water shut off and the door is soon cracked open.
"Once you're dressed, come to your room," I say lifting the water and tablets up. He nods and closes the door. I walk down the quiet hall and push open his door. I flip on his lamp and it flickers for a second. I set the pills and water on his bedside table and sigh. I kick the shoes and clothes out of the way and fix up his bed. I turn around to see Niall standing at the door in his underwear with water dripping off his hair. I smile and walk over to him. I shake my hands through his hair to get some of the excess water off his hair.
He smiles and makes his way over to his bed. He crawls in and lays there motionless.
"Niall," I say pushing him further on the bed.
"You're going to fall off." I pick up his legs and toss them onto the bed.
"You're a mess, Niall horan," I tell him as I pick up the duvet and cover him. He rolls over on his side so he's facing me.
"You're s-so pretty, Violet."
"Niall, you're drunk. Get some rest, I'll see you in the morning." I flip off the light and go to leave before I hear a soft voice.
"Violet?"
"Yeah?" I whisper back.
"Stay with me?" he asks and I smile. He pulls back the duvet and opens his arms. I cuddle into his chest and sigh.
