Silence And Sound

Chapter 4.

Alex' POV:

When I woke up the next morning, my head was pounding. Damn, I shouldn't have drank that much last night. I just wanted to stay in bed all day and sleep. But then I realized that I wasn't in my own bed. I looked around. Where the hell am I? I then noticed a green T-shirt laying on the floor. I had seen that T-shirt before. Shit. I had slept with Niall. The biggest loser on the planet. How the hell did I end up like this? Suddenly the door to the room I was in opened. I looked up and saw Niall standing there with a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Good morning" he said. Hell no. This was not a good morning. 

"Why am I here? What have you done to me?" I asked while grabbing my things.

"I haven't done anything. You were really drunk last night and I picked you up at the bar"

"Why did you do that?" I asked. I remember being at a bar. With two guys from school. Zayn and Louis. It had been really fun and Zayn seemed to like me. 

"You called me, remember?" Niall said and smiled. Why did he smile? He shouldn't be smiling. He should be apologizing for ruining my night. He had picked me up while I was having a great time. Like he was my dad or something. He annoyed the shit out of me. And then he said that I had called him. No I would never do that. Who does he think I am? I'm not some helpless little girl who needs a babysitter!

"I didn't call you. You're wrong. And if I did, it was a mistake. I would never call you" I said. He looked shocked. Why couldn't he just admit that he had ruined my night and take me home?

"Are you gonna drive me home?" I asked and looked at the clock. It was 11.25.

"Yes. Do you want some breakfast before we go?" he asked. 

"Breakfast? So we can spend even more time together? No thanks" I huffed. 

"Let's go then" he mumbled. I followed him downstairs and suddenly his parents were standing in front of me. Great...

"Hi, you must be Alex!" his mom said. I nodded.

"A pleasure to meet you!" his dad said. God, can they just leave me alone.? No wonder Niall is so annoying! His parents are almost as clingy as him!

"We gotta go" I informed them and rushed out of the door. Niall followed me.

"Could you at least be nice to them? They did nothing to you" Niall mumbled when we were in the car. Of course he defended them. Always such a good boy. Ugh.

"Just drive" I said. He did as I said and started the car. We didn't talk for the rest of the drive. Not that it bothered me. I hated him. He talked way too much anyway. And god, he drived so slow! It's not like the police are right behind us or anything. When I finally saw my house, I undid my seatbelt and told him to stop. I jumped out of the car without saying goodbye. I didn't want to talk to him unless it was completely necessary. He was so annoying and acted like he was better than everyone else. Loser.

"I'm home" I shouted when I entered the frontdoor at my house. My mom and dad were sitting in the kitchen, eating and talking.

"Alex, hi! Take some coffee if you want" my dad said when he saw me. They acted like nothing had happened. Of course they did. They always did. Ignoring the problems was their way of handling things. And as expected, they didn't ask about where I was last night. They didn't care at all. If I got killed, their biggest problem would be to decide where to have the funeral. Because it surely wouldn't be in this house. No, this house is way too clean to do such things in. 

I walked to my room and laid on my bed. I was so hungover. I needed sleep. And a shower, But mostly sleep. 

I woke up three hours later. Covered in sweat. I had dreamt the worst thing ever! Niall and I had been dating! We were wearing matching outfits and called each other cute nicknames. Ew no no no. Worst picture ever. Me and Niall were complete opposites! That would never happen. We can't even be friends, because of his "I'm better than you" attitude. I hate him. I'm way too good for that loser.