A.M. (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter Fifty One

Darcy's P.O.V .

My eyes flutter open as my chest tightens with a cold feeling. I look to my side and see that the right side of my bed is empty.

Niall would've woken up earlier.

I look at the clock and see that it is fifteen minutes past ten. Niall isn't early, I'm the one who is late. I inhale deeply and get out of the bed. I find a sticky note on my mirror.

Had to get some work done. Didn't wanna disturb you, sleeping beauty.

Love ya ××

It said.

I smiled tucking a piece of loose strand behind my ear. I bite my lip as the cold feeling returns again.

I decided to send a text to Niall.

Me: hey. Just woke up.  Love you  too. ♡♡

I wait for his reply. But he is not replying. Maybe he didn't see my message yet. I place my phone down and go to shower.

I stood under the hot shower and thought about Niall but the cold feeling in my chest kept disturbing me. I try to ignore it my best but it is just not going away. I sigh suddenly feeling home sick.

What is with me and these weird feelings?

I decide to call Niall first after I'm out of shower and are sure everything's okay and then call my mom. It's been a long time since I've heard her voice. Thinking about her leaves me longing to eat her food.

I close my eyes as the hot water soothes my throbbing head. My memories come back to Niall and I find myself smiling at the thought of him.

His mesmerising blue eyes; soft pink lips; the way he holds me by my waist; the way our hands fit together; the way lips mould together and the way our bodies fit perfectly like we are made for each other.

I pause at that thought. If we are really made for each other, then this would be it. We could be together as long as we live.

But......

I shake away my insecurities.  I'm always thinking about the future and I'm sick of it.

I get out of the shower with my towel around me. I walk over to my phone on the dresser. I find that my phone is out of charge and has switched off. I curse under breath  before plugging my phone to charge. I decide to call Niall from my landline. I don't bother changing into a dress first because I want to get rid of this cold feeling first. I have to hear his voice.

Niall's P.O.V .

I drive back to Darcy's apartment after I left this morning. She was sleeping when I left and I didn't want to disturb her. I left her a note. I hope she saw it.

I park my car in the parking lot and take two steps at a time, eager to see her. I place my hand on the handle and it is just like I left it. It is not locked. Darcy never locks her door most of the time. I should talk to her about this. I open the door and step inside only to see her with just a towel.

I freeze. Her hair is wet and her cheeks are flushed. Her lips are so full and pink. I suddenly get the urge to crash my lips against hers but I prevent myself from doing so.

She gasps in shock and her hand tightens the towel around her body. I smirk at her and close the door behind me.

I walk towards her slowly and dominantly. Part of me is still fascinated by her body. I have never seen her so exposed before.

She just stands there waiting for me to come near her. I reach her and slowly cup her cheeks. I bring my face close to hers; our lips brushing. Her eyes automatically closes and she sucks in a breath, ready for me to kiss her.