"So.. I'm not sure about you but I can't feel my legs." Niall whined, he laid naked beside me beneath the white sheets. His eyes fixated on the ceiling above us, his arm underneath my neck as we cuddled.
"You are so out of shape" I mocked fun.
"My knee dislocated again, haven't been able to play any soccer lately." His voice was low, I may have hit a soft spot.
"Niall," I began, sighing as I didn't know exactly how to comfort him. "Why don't you just have the surgery already?" I wondered, my hand brushing his hair back off his forehead.
"Because.. Tour hasn't ended and when that happens, I get 2 months off and then I'm back on tour. I may never get the surgery done, there's never time for me to heal."
My fingertips skimmed across his forehead and down his cheek, fiddling with the small stubbles of hair on his chin. "I'm sure you'll figure something out. Maybe after the next tour you guys can push the following tour back long enough for you to heal."
His eyes finally peeled away from the ceiling and met mine. "I hope so" he said. I smiled at him and kissed his cheek, getting ready to shuffle my way out of bed. "Hey!" He shouted, his eyes glaring me. "Where do you think your going?" He asked with a smile on his face, laughter in his voice.
"T-to.. The bathroom?" I bit my tongue to stop the giggles from coming out.
"No you're not."
"I'm not?" I asked confused.
"Nope!" He said simply, laughing harder and pulling me ontop of him, the blankets shuffling around me. He pulled the blanket up and over my exposed shoulder, shielding it from the cold air. Some random strands of hair fell from the bun I had it up in, apparently they tickled Nialls collar bones and he let out a laugh.
I craned my neck to look up at the ceiling, trying to remove my hair off him. "Look at me. With those big beautiful eyes of yours." I looked down at him and smiled. "There they are." He grinned back at me.
"I really have to use the bathroom Niall." I said, feeling the pang of the need to pee, I had ruined the moment.
"Okay" he agreed with me "but we are showering after." I rose an eyebrow at him, but he kept a straight face.
I huffed slightly. "Fine" I gave in and rolled back into my old spot. I grabbed one of the extra blankets from the foot of the bed and wrapped it around my body as I stood up off the bed. "Stop staring" I scolded him, I had felt his eyes on me the entire time.
"I can't help it. You're just too beautiful." He said as I entered the bathroom laughing at him.
I did my business and started up the shower, yelping as I stepped into the cold water. The door creaked open and I looked through the sliding glass door for Niall, his naked body was blurred by the wavy glass door. He reached out and slid the glass door back.
"I meant what I said." Nialls voice echoed throughout the small shower stall. I raked my hands through my hair as I made sure my hair was now soaking wet enough to start shampooing. "Now, let me help" he grinned as he grabbed the shampoo bottle off the rack before I could.
---half an hour later---
"The door bell!" I called throughout the house.
"Nialllll!" I tried again.
Grrrr! He's probably in the studio room.
I left the kitchen, leaving behind my knife and lettuce that I had just sliced in half.
My bare feet walked down the long hallway stopping at the last door. I cracked it open to peak inside. "Niall?" I whispered in a rush.
"Hey" he hummed, turning around in the swivel chair to face me. A big smile appearing on his strained face.
"Door bell chimed." I informed him. His eyes shot open, pen was jammed above his ear as he stood up.
"You didn't answer it?" He asked astonished.
"Well, it's not exactly my house.."
"Pffftt!" He scoffed and let out a loud laugh. "You're my girl, you can get the door to my home. Now let's not keep them waiting any longer" he said taking my hand in his and dragging me back down the hall towards the door.
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A/N: so, who's at the door? ;)
I'm sorry it's not that long of a chapter.. Again. Meh, you take what you can get right? Well never fear, if you continue to vote or comment I'll keep updating. ;)
To celebrate my 5th chapter (the next one) I'll be dedicating it to the first person to comment. Hehe
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Demiall (Demi Lovato Niall Horan)
FanfictionDemiall A short story of how Demi Lovato and Niall Horan had to keep their relationship a secret from everyone. No one knew but everyone suspected. Denial: Noun 1. The action of declaring something to be untrue. 2. The refusal of something reques...