Diana || n.h.

Chapter 5

DIANA'S POV:

As I walked outside of Buckingham Palace, or whatever, it was really dark. I looked at the time on my iPhone, and it was 11:30. I shivered, and pulled my jacket tighter to my body.

It was freezing, and it was December 1st. I only had skinny jeans on and a t-shirt with a jean jacket, and I swear, I'm going to end up with pneumonia.

When I reached the apartment, I was chattering my teeth away. When I went to the unlock the door, it was... already unlocked?

Niall must not have locked it, that little Irish shit.

I sighed, and opened the door, immediately shutting it behind me and locking it. I rushed over to the radiator and turned on the heat. My apartment was like 30 degrees Fahrenheit, not even kidding you. 

I shivered again. Maybe a hot shower will help. I smiled at the idea, I was so damn cold. I rushed into my room, and into my teeny tiny bedroom bathroom. I switched on the light, and hopped in the shower, turning on the hot water as hot as it could get.

After that shower, I felt so refreshed. I wrapped my body up in a fluffy towel, and wrapped my hair in another towel, and headed to my bedroom.

My bed looked kinda lumpy, I must not have made it this morning. I shrugged, and took of my towel to put on my bra and underwear.

After I got that stuff on, my bed moved, and I looked over at it, and shrieked. Niall was sitting up in my bed, rubbing his eyes.

I quickly snatched my towel off the floor and self-consiously wrapped my body in it. Niall opened his eyes wide, and looked away, while my heart was pounding out of my chest and I was still screaming.

"Oh my God! Diana! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" he said, and stepped out into the hallway. I just shut my bedroom door, and quickly put on my sewatpants and a jumper that was too big on me.

I threw my hair into a messy bun, and put on my fuzziest socks. I yawned, and stepped into the hallway.

"Why the fuck are you in my apartment still?" I yelled at Niall, who jumped by me yelling at him.

"I swear, I didn't mean to wake up when you were erm... getting dressed. I was looking for you everywhere in this apartment, and then it was cold... and I was tired.. and your bed looked so warm and cozy," he said, and went back into thought, like he was remembering how the bed looked.

I sighed. "Sorry it's so damn cold in here. My heater's kinda broken," I said, staring at my feet, to hide my embarrassment.

"Hey, it's fine--- wait a minute! Where were you?" he said, his expression turning angry. Well, not at me, I don't think. Well, at least I hope not.

"Erm, Harry, took me, and uh, I met my dad and family again," I mumbled. Niall's expression softened.