Niall Defence Squad |Narry/Ziall/Nouis/Niam|

Chapter 16

Niall opened his eyes slowly, blinking twice to get that pounding noise out of his head. He groaned loudly when nothing happened, making him turn his head into another direction just to hope the pillows would stifle the noise out. He spread his arms flat on the bed, frowning when they seemed to bump into something much much harder than a fluffy pillow or silk bed sheets. The blonde snapped open his eyes, letting his fingers run up and down the well toned set of abs.

"Oh my fucking god." Niall whispered to himself, dreading the walk of shame that he was definitely going to do. He couldn't even believe he had ended up in someone's bed and this someone just happened to be Justin Bieber. He scoffed at his actions, gripping tightly onto his head as he stumbled his way out of the silk sheets and onto the floor. The blonde took a deep breath, searching for his clothes but frowning when he only found his panties. "What kind of sex did we even have last night?" The small blonde hissed, his Irish accent coming out thicker than normal. 

He quickly placed the panties on before rushing outside the room in search for his dress. It had to be somewhere and hopefully, it wasn't dirty or crumbled. Niall couldn't even imagine to describe what he was feeling. A part of him was glad that he had proceeded to have sex with Justin, it was a bit satisfying to know that even he could play with other people's heart just like they were playing with his. But another part of him just regretted it all. He felt guilty knowing that it was inevitable for the boys to find out about it and he didn't want to disappoint anyone. Niall just wasn't strong enough to have all four men breaking down in front of him. Or maybe, he just wasn't strong enough to see them not care about what he did and who he did. 

After finding his dress lying on the floor in the hallway, the blonde quickly put it on, making sure he had his phone on him before tiptoeing his way out of the room. He didn't feel like he owed an apology to Justin. He was the drunk one but as far as he could remember, Justin hadn't even touched a single drop of alcohol that night. He quickly brushed the thoughts of the previous night aside, waiting for the elevator to arrive. His head was hurting like a bitch and maybe he should've eaten something before leaving so hastily but he wanted to avoid the embarrassment that would definitely cover both his and Justin's face. This is why Niall had never done the entire one night stand thing. He wasn't made for it. Niall got inside the elevator, feeling a small sigh of relief leave him as he pressed the button for his floor. He felt a bit guilty for leaving without even saying goodbye there was such so much shit going on in his mind at the moment. 

Niall sighed once again when the doors of the elevator opened, letting him see the familiar floor and the wallpaper he had gotten used to. He quickly walked inside his own hotel room, forgetting for a moment that Zayn might be in it. The blonde quickly rushed towards his small bag, the one he had filled with all his dresses and clothes, and he quickly grabbed it, pushing all the make up essentials and whatever important stuff of his he could find, in the duffel bag. 

"Going somewhere?" The slow voice caught his attention, making the blonde gulp loudly when he saw Harry staring at him from the bathroom doorway. The blonde scoffed, not considering it his duty to respond to Harry's questions. He quickly got his sandals out, exchanging them with comfortable bathroom slippers as he lifted his bag up on his shoulders. "Seriously Niall, where are you going?" The excessively slow and husky voice made the blonde's skin crawl. He wondered how people could just act so casual and normal after cheating on each other. His thoughts quickly trailed back to a very naked Justin lying on the king sized bed. Niall quickly shrugged it aside, reminding himself that he wasn't the cheater in this relationship before scoffing mentally as his consciousness questioned him about what kind of relationship did they even have. 

"Niall babe please just look at me," Harry stressed, grabbing the blonde's hands to stop him from moving and the action made Niall stumble, causing the bag to fall from his shoulders as his chest collided with Harry's well built one. The blonde took a deep breath, removing his fingers from touching the brunette's chest, feeling a blush rising on his cheeks when he took in Harry's outfit. A simple shirt with the words 'Styles' embroidered on the corner and the buttons opened, other than the two opens that he always kept close. Niall had often asked Harry why he kept so many buttons undone, getting nothing more than just a smirk in reply. "I'm sorry baby." The curly brunette whispered, bringing the blonde closer by the waist.