Climbing the Walls (a Niall Horan love story)

Chapter 30

Chapter 30







*Haley's P.O.V.*

A week had come and gone. This was it. We were all at a runway, waiting under the blazing hot evening sun for the jet to arrive. Yep, a private jet. I know, I was all "holy shit!" too. I stood there, holding my bags and wishing I had enough hands to hold Niall's. He was next to me, Dani on my other side. Liam, Louis, Harry, and Zayn were also with us, but Derek, Jesse, Sydney, and Michelle had to get their own transportation, as there wasn't enough room. I felt bad, but my sympathy was over-ridden by awe as the jet pulled up. It was a good distance away, but it still blew my hair back. I walked over with the others, me and Dani in complete captivation. I saw the boys chuckling at us a bit, but I didn't care. I was absolutely dying to know what the inside looked like. "Excited?" Niall asked as we skipped towards the jet, clearly amused. Well, Dani and I were skipping while dragging the boys behind us.

"No shit!" I replied, picking up the pace. We were almost at the steps that were outstretched towards us, and I couldn't contain my eagerness.

"I'll race you!" cried Dani, running off even with all of her luggage in haul. I groaned, not even bothering.

"What? You're not going to accept the challenge?" Zayn taunted with a chuckle. I shook my head in disgust.

"I hate running," I stated simply. However, I had nothing against speed walking. So that's what I did. I laughed at Dani as I approached her panting body, which was sitting on the steps up to the jet. "Get off your ass and let us on," I teased. She rolled her eyes, but obeyed. The rest of us piled in, the boys examining our expressions in amusement. My eyes went as wide as saucers and my jaw dropped. The jet was much larger inside than it seemed from the outside. The walls were purple and the couches were caribbean blue. The carpeting was fuzzy and yellow and there was a lime green fridge against the wall.

"Dayuuummm," Dani muttered under her breath, earning laughter from the boys once again.

"Let's put those bags down," Niall smiled, leading me into the back. I followed him into the cabin, where there were three bunk beds: one to the left, on to the right, and one at the back. There was a door in the corner, which I assumed led to a bathroom. Niall plopped his bags and mine as well on the top bunk of the bed at the back, as did everyone else. That left five beds. Dani must have noticed the number of beds as well.

"I call I'm sleeping with Zayn!" she cheered jokingly, attaching herself to him. He chuckled, stumbling back a bit at her surprise hug attack. Harry pouted.
"Stupid Bradford Bad Boi," he muttered. Zayn stuck his tongue out at Harry playfully. Dani giggled and took Harry's hand, making him smile.

"Dibs on Louis!" I called, leaning my arm on his shoulder. He smiled down at me and tapped my nose. I pulled his ear and he just gave me a questioning look. I giggled and he smiled.

"Aw, come on! I wanted to sleep with Louis!" Niall whined, gaining a fake glare from Harry. Oh Larry. Louis shook his head.

"Maybe I should sleep alone and you guys should sleep together so I don't have to hurt any feelings," he decided. Niall and I smiled at each other.

"Well, if you insist," I agreed, holding both of their hands. We all filed back into the living room and took a seat on the couches, just chilling out and stuff. A few hours later, we decided to get some rest. The boys let Dani and I change while they waited in the living room area.

"Halez?" Dani said uneasily.
"Yeah?" I asked, concerned at the tone on her voice. I had rarely ever heard it before.

"I'm scared," she whispered, almost inaudibly. I slipped on my shirt and crossed the room to her, slinging my arms across her shoulders and giving her a squeeze. "W-what if he finds us? He'll kill us, literally. I'm not so sure about this anymore." She wasn't crying, but her voice was shaking uncontrollably. I hugged her as tightly as I possibly could. I always remembered feeling so helpless when Dani was showing weakness, after all she was my strength.

"It'll be okay, Dani. Everything will be okay," I promised, rocking her back and forth.

"Okay," she said, pulling away. I knew she hated being scared. "You can send the boys in now." It was amazing how easily she made it look like nothing had ever happened. It made me wonder...
"You can come in now!" I called to them. The five boys stampeded into the small area, stripping down to their boxers. I looked away, still feeling kind of weird.

Yes, I am a five year old. Problem? All of them laughed at me, even Dani, but I didn't care. "Fine then. Since all of you are mocking me, I get to choose the bed I want!" I responded, stomping like an indignant little child up the latter of the bed to the left. The boys laughed again.

"Funny," Niall commented, joining me. "This is the bed I claimed the first time we got the jet." I smiled at him as we got comfortable and everyone else got situated.

"Guess it was just instinct," I whispered, snuggling into his chest.

"If the cuteness continues all through the night, I'm suffocating you two with your own pillows," Louis warned from below us. "Oh, and no shaking the bed," he added. I started cracking up and Niall wiggled his body, rocking the bed purposefully.

"Niall!" Zayn scolded. "You better have protection!"

"Aw, but it's no fun that way!" I whined jokingly through my undying giggles.

"Well sorry, but I don't need to literally be Daddy Direction, thank you," Liam replied.

"Besides, we already have Baby Lux as it is." It was hard to breathe now because of my laughter. Oh, the things staying up late can do to you. All of a sudden, I heard high-pitched sex noises coming from underneath me.

"I don't sound like that during sex, Louis!" I exclaimed, catching my breath.

"Well then what do you sound like?" Dani challenged. I thought about that.

"Only one way to find out," I answered in a mischievous tone before bursting into another fit of giggles. I heard Niall chuckling beside me.

"Guess you're not finding out for a while then!" Harry declared.
"Aww, come on, Hazza! You just have to ruin my fun?" Niall complained from beside me. I looked up at him through the darkness, his silhouette blurred from the tears of laughter in my eyes.

"You have plenty of fun by yourself, Nialler," he retorted, making everyone die of laughter. Niall chuckled along a bit, but even through the dark I could tell he was blushing like a cute little fire truck.

"Aw, is little Niall embarrassed?" I taunted in a baby voice, kissing his warm red cheeks.
"Well you might be too if your sexual habits were being discussed!" he replied good-naturedly. I giggled.
"Is it still considered sex if it's alone?" Dani wondered aloud.
"I don't think it's sex, but it's still a sexual habit," Zayn answered. I was enjoying this conversation so much, not because it was about sex but because it was just fucking hilarious. I laughed a laugh that I rarely ever laugh, my real laugh, the sound I make when something is just absolutely hilarious. I only laugh that way when it's really late.

"Okay, I think it's bed time now," Liam decided with a chuckle, settling everyone down. I caught my breath and everyone became quiet. But the silence was somehow funny to me. A faint memory of a math substitute teacher I had in sixth grade randomly floated into my brain. He had said he shouldn't hear laughing because it was supposed to be silent and silence wasn't funny and if you found it funny something was wrong with you. But that just made me die of laughter at the quiet. Reminded of that memory, I couldn't contain myself. I broke out into another gale of unstoppable laughter. Niall started laughing along with me, but everyone else just groaned.

"Haley," Louis started seriously. "There's nothing funny about sex." He sounded exactly like a health teacher who was teaching about how babies were conceived. After giggling at that joke, I finally calmed myself down.

"Goodnight," Niall whispered with a smirk, kissing my ear. I managed to hold in my giggles as his lips tickled my ear.
"Nighty night," I whispered back, closing my eyes and leaning into him. I had a feeling that this was a good start for the tour.



*Dani's P.O.V.*

I heard soft snores coming from around me. It had been like this for the longest time. God knows what time it was. What time zone were we even in? I had no idea. Time was useless to me. I hadn't been able to sleep for the past three days. The impending possibility of my father finding Derek and me never fully left my mind, and it was the worst at night. I wasn't even completely there a lot of the time. I was zoning out most of the time. Yes, I felt Harry's unconscious grip tighten around my waist, but phantoms of my father's grimy, fat hands hurting me and touching me were all I could feel. Yes, I heard Niall discussing his day in his sleep, but all I could hear were my father's grunts and insults, my own silent pleas for freedom. I felt tears sparkling in my eyes. Maybe I could let a few tears slip... I mean everyone else was asleep. Maybe it would be healthy... I contemplated. I decided one petty little sob could go unnoticed. So I let one escape my lips. And, of course, the risk hadn't been worth it.

"Dani?" Harry's sexy voice came into my ear from right beside me. I froze and clamped my eyes shut, pretending to be asleep. "Dani." He shook me, so I pretended to 'wake up'.

"Mmm?" I responded sleepily. He looked at my tears with concern overflowing in his shining forests of green.

"You were having a nightmare," he whispered, being careful not to wake anyone else. "But it's okay now, I'm here," he promised, enveloping me in his embrace. I decided to let him think it was just a bad dream. I clung to his bare body and wiped my eyes. I felt so shattered, so weak. I swore to myself that I would never let anyone see me cry. I especially didn't want Harry seeing me like this, all broken and scared. I didn't want him to worry about me.

"Thank you," I breathed into his neck. "I love you." And with that I let him fall back into his slumber. Even in his sleep, his iron grasp around me never loosened. I smiled a bit, knowing he was here for me even if he was unconscious.



*Haley's P.O.V.*

I was still half asleep as we were ushered into the tour bus. My eyes were barely open and I was so glad that my bags were being carried for me. I felt bad about people doing labor for me, but I would likely collapse if I tried lugging them myself. I wanted Niall to carry me, but I pushed the spoiled thought aside and made my legs drag themselves up the steps into the bus. I plopped down on the plush red couch that the vehicle provided. I heard Niall chuckling as he reentered the room. He had probably just put our bags in the cabin in the back with the beds. I felt my body being lifted then placed back down, in his lap this time. "I think it's time to wake up," he laughed, right in my ear. I groaned and poked his face repetitively, searching for the 'snooze' button. Apparently, he doesn't have one. "Come on!" he whined. "It's breakfast time!"

Those words woke me up with a jolt. He chuckled a bit. "This is why I love you," he remarked before getting up and bringing me a McDonald's bag. Ah, America. I laughed mentally as I fished out a sausage biscuit, or McFat-Ass breakfast or whatever they called it and started chewing away.

"Yep, you two are meant for each other," Zayn commented, shaking his head as Niall and I stuffed our faces. I just gave him a thumbs-up and continued eating. I hadn't noticed how ravenous I had been.

"Hello, loves!" Michelle's unmistakable voice came from the doorway of the bus, ringing like silver bells. Sydney's honey colored head popped up behind her and Zayn and Liam were embracing them in a flash.

"Where's Derek?" Dani questioned anxiously. I understood why she wanted him so badly. He was always there to protect her.

"Right here!" he answered, entering with Jesse in tow. They were an adorable couple. Though I must admit, Jesse was pretty attractive. But then again, are there any gay guys that aren't hot? I mean really...

Dani jumped on her brother, startling him as he chuckled and stumbled back a bit. "Okay gang," Liam started, leading us as usual. "We're in New York right now. It's three in the morning here, so we could sleep some more..." I cheered for that one, raising my sandwich with one hand and covering my mouth with the other. "Okay, so we'll rest and at maybe six or seven we could go early bird sight-seeing since we're all jet-lagged?" he suggested. Everyone agreed and just chilled around the tour bus. We were all aware of the concert that would start at seven, so we were to be there at four thirty. Well, the boys in the band were. The girls plus Derek and Jesse were free until seven. It was probably best that we stayed away and didn't fuck stuff up anyways.

I headed back towards the bed area once I was done with my cholesterol monster and climbed up onto the top bunk of the bed to the left. They were set up exactly like the ones on the jet. I got out my IPod and plugged in my headphones. I smiled as 'White Houses' by Vanessa Carlton came on, giggling as I connected this song to the conversation we had had the previous night. "The beautiful princess Haley, jamming out on her throne of the top bunk," I barely heard Niall's voice over my music. I paused it and turned toward him, sticking my tongue out at the camera he was pointing at me.

"Please erase that," I requested politely. He smirked, still filming me.

"But you're so cute!" he cooed. I glared at him playfully.
"Niall," I whined, "I look horrible right now!" I complained, reaching out for the camera. He leaned back, so I leaned over the railing toward him.

"Impossible," he responded. That got me to smile, but I tried to hide it.

"Give," I ordered, similar to the way a master would order the dog.
"Hey, I'm the master," Niall joked.
"Please!" I exclaimed, leaning over. It turned into a scream as I leaned a bit too far. My heart stopped as I plunged towards the floor. Thankfully, I landed in Niall's arms. I noticed that his camera was safely on Lou's bed. I smiled at his ability to save both me and his camera at the same time. I snatched it up and tried to erase the footage, but he confiscated it. I pouted, but he just kissed my bottom lip. I couldn't help but smile.

"Why would I erase it?" he asked, sitting us down on the bed so we could watch it together. "You really do look adorable," he said as an image of me lying down with my eyes closed played. I couldn't believe the honesty in his voice. I thought I looked horrible, but oh well. "I think this is a very nice way to start the tour." I smiled. I must say, I agreed with him.





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