Stay. (A Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 62

Niall's POV

I can't stop smiling because I can't believe she just slapped my ass. She walks back into the bedroom with two water bottles and hands me one.

"Thanks," I say trying to contain myself. I don't know why I find this so amusing. I think maybe it's because I wasn't expecting it and this girl is just so full of surprises.

"What?" She catches me smiling and I bite my lip.

"Nothing." I shake my head.

"Niall, you look like you're going to piss yourself with laughter. So don't say nothing." She laughs at her statement.

"You.. You slapped my ass." I've lost control and start letting out my laughter.

"So?"

"I don't know, I guess I thought it was funny."

"Getting your ass slapped is funny?" She laughs as she speaks.

I don't know where this conversation is heading but I just fall onto the bed and laugh it out.

"You're honestly so weird." She closes her water bottle and puts it on the night stand, along with turning off the lamp in her room. I finally calm down and bring her body closer to mine. One of my hand goes to the small of her back and the other on her arm. Her skin is always so soft.

Her hair is still damp and I can smell her shampoo as I run my fingers through it detangling some of her tangles.

"If you keep playing with my hair I'm going to fall asleep." She nuzzles into my chest. Her soft legs brush against mine and with the hand that isn't playing with her hair, I brush my fingers along her arm that's wrapped around me. Eventually she's lulled to sleep. I follow just minutes later.

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The following morning I wake up first. I'm surprised to see our positions have switched. Instead of her arms wrapped around me and her head on my chest, my arm is now wrapped around her and my head by her shoulder. I don't how or when we switched. I tilt my head up and see Sarah's face turned the opposite way. She must have gotten hot in the middle of the night because one of her legs is under the blanket and the other is not.

As the bright light from the sun fills her room I see her eyes crinkle a little. She turns her head towards me, not opening her eyes. She stretches her arms over her head and arches her back. She rubs her eyes and a smile tugs at my lips. I know I'm only gone for two weeks, but I'm going to miss seeing her this much. We usually have these sleepovers a few times a week and each time we do the worst part is always leaving. I hope this visit to Ireland goes by quickly and I can be back here fast. I still have a few days left with her and I intend to spend as much time with her as I can.

I unwrap my arm from her to push the hair out of my face. Sarah turns over on her side to face me. Her once damp hair has now dried and is matted to her head. I tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear, revealing the mark that her pillow left on her cheek.

"Did you sleep ok?" I ask rubbing the spot on her cheek where the red mark is.

"Yeah," she yawns. "What's on my cheek?"

"Nothing you just have the mark from your pillow on cheek."

"Oh shit, so do you." She giggles pointing to where mine are. "It's ok, it means we slept good." She turns onto her stomach and puts her arms under her pillow.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"My phone is on my dresser, I really don't want to get up and look." She groans.