Just a Runaway // Niall Horan // Book 1

Healed - Chapter 75

Hey!

It's finally Christmas Break! No more school until next year ;). 

I'm sorry if this chapter is short, but I know for sure I will be updating a couple times within the next while.

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Anyways, so I'm sorry for such long delays between updates because I said I wasn't going to do that, but school has been such a killer, but now I'm off for almost 2 weeks (:

SO GUYS

I've had the idea in the back of my mind of starting another fanfic, that's a Harry one. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK???

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Colena's P.O.V

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I slowly opened my eyes, and the room was dark, only being lit up by the TV on the other side. I could slightly hear it, but otherwise I could still hear the heartbeat below me. 

Niall was slowly tracing his fingers up and down my back, as I could feel his chest rise with each breath he took.

My eyes focused, and I couldn't even tell what was being played on the screen, so I tilted my head up to look at Niall, who was originally looking at the TV, but as soon as I moved, he switched his attention to me. 

"The sleeping beauty awakens."

"How long have you been awake?" I asked him.

"Not too long. Maybe half an hour," he responded.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I didn't want to because I knew you'd have a blasted headache."

I shook my head.

"It's alright. It doesn't even hurt anymore. So you've been sitting here watching whatever this is without any sound for the past half hour?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Yeah, there's not much on anyways. So, how much did you drink anyways?"

I thought back to today's events.

"I have no idea. At least two of the wine glasses that are in the top cabinet, worth of it."

"The ones in the front?"

"Yep."

"Holy shit, Cole. That's a lot." I tried to hold back a smile because of how cute his tired voice was. 

"Eh, whatever. At least it tasted good."

He began to laugh. 

"That's all that matters, huh?"

I nodded. 

"Mhm, it's quality, not quantity."

Niall wrapped both of his arms around me, and just held me tight. I had to admit, he was so comfortable.