Take it Off (One Direction fanfic)

Chapter 9

I was greeted by Niall the second Harry and I stepped through the doors.

"Well hello Lila. How was your day?", he smiled,pulling me into a large hug.

"Tiring. I'm sleepy. It's like 3AM. What are you still doing up?", I said, rubbing at my eyes.

"Ah, waiting for you."

"Aww, that's sweet, but I'm going to have to bail on you now. Jetlag is killing me. Australia and London have two very different timezones,ya know? I'm suprised I've managed this long.", I whispered, yawning.

I hadn't meant to be so quiet, but exhaustion was surley catching up on me.

"That's okay. I'll catch up with you tomorrow. You can sleep in my room", he whispered the end part, his cheeks turning crimson red as he looked away.

"That's okay Niall. I'll crash on the couch".

"O-ok", he stuttered, embarrassed.

Niall was so cute.

Since meeting him, my opinion hadn't changed.

I yawned, and sauntered over to the couch.

I was still, and possibly even more in love with Niall James Horan, and I didn't even know him yet.

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I woke to blinding sun, and a sore neck.

Rolling over, I squeaked when a hand touched my thigh.

"Lila?"

"Hmmm,Niall?", I questioned.

"Goodafternoon sleeping beauty".

I shot up quickly, not even hesitating.

"Whoa,easy".

"What time is it?"

"It's 4:10pm", he replyed smoothly.

"Shit, shit,shit,shit", I kept mumbling over and over again, as I found my suitcase and changed.

"Something wrong?", Niall wondered a loud.

"I slept til 4:10!! 4:10 Niall, that's crazy".

He laughed, his laugh light and golden.

"Babe, it's the jetlag kicking in. Your fine."

Babe? He had called me babe?

I was trying yo keep a strict composure, but on the inside I was silently screaming.

"How about we do movies tonight? Me,you,flatscreen and bad food?", he asked.

I nodded my head, and ran up and jumped onto the couch, almost knocking Niall over in the process.

A/N. this is a filler..but i haaadd to update(: vote and comment(: xx.