Sharing A House With One Direction (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Niall, Your Drunk *Chapter Thirteen*

It's been two long weeks, since i've started modeling. And to be honest, it has been the hardest thing I've ever done in my life. The models there treat it like a competition. All I want to do is model, hang out with Lacie and try on new outfits. But the big airheads always interupt me from enjoying my time there. Ofcourse I love modeling, it's fun and makes me feel a lot more confident in my self. A lot of models there always complain about how fat they are when they are literally as skinny as a twig. Lacie and I just eat like we don't have a care in the world. That's the plus to having a fast matabulizm.

Currently I'm sitting on the couch watching re-runs of X factor. The boys were out doing their own things. I kick my feet up on the coffee table, watching fifth harmonys audition.

"Honey I'm home!" Louis busted through the door followed by an intoxicated Niall.

"Lou!" I look over the couch as he throws off his shoes.

"Hello love," he smiles jumping over the couch. "Watching X factor now are we?" He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, staring at the tv.

"Re runs," I nod.

"Where's the others?" He asked looking around the living room.

"I don't know, I came home and you guys were gone," I shrugged not breaking eye contact with the television.

"Oh," He nods. "Niall?" Louis pulled his arm back and stared over the couch. I looked as well and Niall was passed out in front of the door.

"I'll get him to his room," I said feeling like a mother. I poked Niall on the shoulder and patted him on the head but he was completely oblivious to the world. He was snoring and drooling slightly, I groaned a bit. I wrapped my hands under his shoulders pulling him up the stairs. Once I got to the top I dragged him to his bedroom.

His room reaked of Armani Mania. He had a large bed just like Zayn except with a green comforter. Surpas were piled all over the room and a few posters covered the pale orange wall. He must've been going for the irish flag theme. White curtains, orange walls, and a green bed. I lifted him up with all my strength and stuffed him into the bed. I left him in his clothes because I didn't want it to be awkward, changing him and all. I pulled the covers over his body and was turning around to walk out the door. Until I felt his hand grab my wrist and stop me.

"Niall?" I spun around.

"Stay with me?" His beautiful blue eyes shined with plead, lust and drunk.

"Niall you're drunk," I placed my free hand on my hip.

"I don't want to sleep alone," He stuck his lower lip out.

"Promise you won't try anything?" I say almost giving in.

"I pinky promise," He takes his free hand and holds out his pinky. I link mine with his and he let's go of my wrist.

"Fine, but let me change into something comfier." I say walking towards the door.

"Why don't you just wear one of my shirts," He suggested.

"N-Niall," I stuttered shaking my head.

"You can wear a pair of my boxers underneath," He said not even bothering to sit up. I was shocked, I've never worn another guys shirt besides Luke's. Luke was my horrible ex boyfriend, he was stupid. Literally, I came home one day and there he was fucking my cousin. He even had the guts to ask if I wanted to join.

"If that's alright," he said worry washing over his crystal eyes.

"O-okay," I nod walking to his dresser. I pull open a drawer that had graphic tee's. I chose one that was fully black with an irish flag. The next drawer was full of boxers and socks. I chose a mid thigh length pair that was plaid. I went into his weirdly clean bathroom and changed quickly. When I walked out, Niall was laying in bed staring at me.

"You look great in my clothes," He grinned flashing his adorable smile. I blushed and climbed into his bed next to him.

"Thank you," I smile back and cover myself in the blankets. I was falling asleep after Niall turned the lamp off. He rolled over and wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me into his chest. "You said you wouldn't try anything," I could just see the smirk playing on his pink lips.

"I just want to cuddle," His voice was slightly muffled from my hair. I sighed and burried my face deeper into his chest as he wrapped his arm around my torso. And that, is how we fell asleep.

*Zayn's POV*

"We're back," I bellow out as Liam and I enter the house. I half expected to see Chloe on the couch but was only greeted by Louis and Harry cuddling together. Liam went to the kitchen as I rounded the couch.

"Where's Niall?" I asked inparticulary at Louis because they went to the bar together.

"Chloe took him up to bed," Louis said playing with Harry's curls.

"We brought him some food," I held up the bag of mcdonalds.

"You can go wake him up," Louis suggested. I nodded and stalked up the stairs to the skinny hallway. I stopped at Niall's door before knocking.

Nobody answered. I decided to just walk in but I was surprised to see Chloe tangled his arms. It looked like she was wearing his clothes. They were both sleeping, the sounds of their snores absently filled the room. I felt a slight pain of jealousy wash over me as I watched them hold onto eachother like it was the end of the world. I deeped heavily and  

left the room.

"Did he not wake up?" Harry asked as I made it down the stares.

"Chloe and him were sleeping in the same bed together, " I said cooly trying not to show the jealousy that was seeping through ever bone in my body.

"They are?" Louis eyebrows shot up. I nodded letting the mcdonalds bag slide from my grip onto the coffee table.

"I hope they didn't do anything," Louis said folding his legs on the couch. Actually I never thought about that, what if they did do something?

I shook my head and walked up to my bedroom, shutting the door in the process. What can I do to make her like me back? That question pondered through my head as I sat on my bed.

I'll have to ask her out somewhere. I rubbed the stubble on my chin roughly as I thought where to take her. Suddenly a light bulb appeared above my head as an idea sprang to life.

I knew where I was going to take her. And I knew just how to make her fall for me just as hard as I did her.

Operation: Get Chloe to fall in love with you now at work.

------------

Ooh Zayn's so cute, yet so clueless. Aww Nialler was feeling lonely! Don't think of Chloe as a slut please, I'm not making her like that. I just thought it'd be sexy to get Zayn jealous. Besides we need a little Niall time. Sorry it's not that long. Oh Yeah and Larry Stylinson! My dear ovaries *_*

Vote/Comment ! Love you all! Kisses :3!