Stole my heart - Niall fanfic

Maybe if we face up to this, we can make it through this

Nialls POV

Eughh I was so hungover, I must have been wasted last night. I don't remember a thing?!

Finally my senses came back to me: I was laying on the kitchen floor, the cold tiles on my face,my arms and legs were cramped because I'd been laying on the floor all night - thanks to harry - and my head was pounding! Next party we have, as there is always a next one, I'm not drinking as much as did last night, hell no!

I heard the sound of slow, groggy footsteps coming from the bathroom - Liam. He slowly strolled into the kitchen and saw me on the floor.

"Ahh Nialler, what are we going to do with you?" I groaned and he helped me to my feet.

"Thanks mate, we partied hardcore last night didn't we?" 

"Ahaa well the you and the others did anyway!" We both laughed and looked at the state of the flat.

Oh dear. There were bottles of beer and bacardi everywhere, Zayn's sofa had a massive rip in it and the other had a stain on it, he won't be too pleased..... most of his pillows had been broken due to the pillow fight we had, his cd player was still playing some songs and guess what:

His table was broken. Classic Zayn.

"Where are the others? They actually managed to reach their bedrooms?!" Liam chuckled.

"Nahh, I had to carry Louis on one shoulder, Harry on the other; Zayn practically fell into his bed and I think Sophie went to your room"

"Ahhh damn, first night with her and I'm passed out on the kitchen floor, great look!" I got myself a glass of water and some ibuprofen to deal with my hangover. Liam started to clear up a few beer bottles but soon gave up and left it for the others.

I went into the bathroom and threw some cold water over my face to wake myself up. I looked up into the mirror; water was dripping from my face and messy blonde spikes, my eyes were slightly sunken in due to the alcohol and my lips were dry, needed to drink something besides beer! Liam came and put his hand on my shoulder, also admiring himself in the mirror.

"Ahh don't worry mate, I'm sure she'll be cool as she was pretty drunk too! We'd better go get her up, I said we'd drop her home by 10 and it's 11 already!" He patted me on the shoulder and left to go and attempt to get the other boys up.

I strolled leisurely up the stairs and went to the door of my room.  

"LIAM GO AWAY! I DON'T WANT TO GET UP YETTT......HEY! THEIR MY COVERS, GIVE THEM BACK NOW!" Liam ran down the stairs with Louis' duvet, giving me a quick nod to say he was up. I laughed at him when an angry Louis stormed down stairs, full guns blazing, not even acknowledging my presence. "LIAM! GIVE ME MY DUVET NOW!"

I chuckled to myself and quietly opened the door to my room, trying not to wake Sophie up. As I shut the door, it creaked really loudly, waking her up.

"Eughh...."

The room was slightly dark but I saw her sit up in bed and look at me. Even after a hangover, she was still beautiful. Her red fiery locks tangled to her face, her pale flawless skin revealing a few freckles on her nose. She slumped back onto the pillow, pulling the covers over her face. I chuckled and crawled up under the covers so I was next to her. I put my hands on her waist and pulled her close, she turned to face, me and I grinned. She tried to smile but just rolled back over, trying to wriggle from my clutch but I held her tight.

"Come on sleeping beauty, time to arise with a kiss from your prince!"

"Niall, your no prince so just let me sleep for a weeeee longer..."

"Ahaa well you'll just have to do with me then!"

I rolled her over and kissed her softly on the lips. She smiled, kissing me back and I helped her get out of bed, carrying her like the bride and groom. She laughed and nuzzled her head under my neck, her body fitting perfectly on my chest.

I put her down at the bottom of the stairs and she kissed my cheek.

"Thank you, my prince" She put her arm round my waist, smiling.

"I thought I wasn't a prince?" I nudged her arm, wrapping mine round her shoulder.

"Yeah well your not a prince, but I guess your mine" Giving me a cheeky grin.

We walked into the kitchen, which was still a bomb site, to find Louis, Liam and now Harry wrestling on the floor. We laughed at them and carried on through, I started to make brunch.

Zayn came down when we'd finished eating, still hungover in his trackies. He looked at me and Sophie, then completely ignored us and avoided eye contact. I looked at Sophie who was as confused as I was and shrugged my shoulders.

"Yo Zaynee, what's up with youu?" He glared at me and went back to his cereal, taking it to his room.

"Woahh, yo boys! What's up with Zaynee?" The boys stopped fighting and joined us at the table.

"Hmm don't know, hard to tell with Zayn, maybe something happened last night?" We all looked at Louis who had actaully made a sensible suggestion for once. Then all our heads had turned to Harry.

He gasped and sped out the room.

I followed him upstairs, leaving the others who looked utterly lost. He'd ran into y room which I thought was quite odd and followed him in. He was sitting on the bed, his hands running through his curls and looked up at me. I sat down and looked at him oddly, lifting his head he explained himself.

"Yesterday night, when Zayn and Sophie went to bed, I snuck upstairs to spy on her getting dressed-" I wacked him at this point "Okay maybe I deserved that but I was drunk remember? Anyway I opened your door a tiny bit and saw Zayn in there holding Sophie round the waist, she was trying to push him away but he kept a tight grip... He kept getting closer and she kept resisting but then...."

He put his hand on his head than looked me in the eyes, this meant I knew he was serious. 

Then it came.

"He kissed her, and I mean full on trying to snog her face off. That's why he's been acting weird, obviously she doesn't remember but she was certainly trying to get him off her. I'm sorry you had to hear it from me but I just couldn't keep it in any longer.....I'm so sorry.."

I stared at him, trying to work out how this was possible, why was it happening to me

Tears escaped the corner of my eyes and I started to bawl out like a baby. He pulled me into a hug and comforted me until I was able to pull myself together.

"You and Sophie will be fine Niall, it's just Zayn you'll have to worry about..... but you'll be fine" He patted me on the shoulder, gave me a comforting smile then left the room.

As soon as he left I collapsed on the bed, tearing up again. I just couldn't get round why Zayn would do that to me, why?

Her pillow smelt of her perfume; I held it close to me, wanting the smell to stay there forever.

I had to go talk to her, I had to understand the truth whether it killed me inside or not.

But most importantly to Zayn. I needed to know why.

And now.

A/N

Ooooh so Zayns gone and kissed Sophie, she doesn't realise and Niall finds out from Harry! Poor Nialler :'( will things work out between Niall & Sophie and will he be able to forgive Zayn?

Update soonn 'xox