That One Night

Chapter 20

When I wake up it's nearly two in the afternoon. I feel all relaxed but I know that I won't be when I see Niall. I still can't believe he did that.

I decide to get out of bed and get changed back into my dress that is still perfectly laying on the end of the bed.

I leave my heels at the end of the bed and bring myself up to going to confront Niall.

As I walk down the hallway I'm beginning to feel a little nervous. When really Niall is the one who should be nervous. I'm not usually the yelling type but when it comes to someone taking my phone and pretending to be me, whatever verbal abuse that comes out of my mouth, they probably deserve.

I spot Niall in the kitchen, standing at the marble bench, with his elbows on the bench and his face between his large hands. He's still in those black boxers and I still find him extremely attractive, even though I'm angry and upset with him.

I'm getting ready to have a back and forth argument with him and for me to come out on top and for him to feel terrible and he would have to make it all up to me. Him constantly apologizing to me until I forgive him and we can be friends again.

When I walk over to him, I stand on the opposite side of the bench and continue to scale up and down on his perfect, inked body. I know that I probably shouldn't be checking him out so much. He probably has a girlfriend, and if she knew my thoughts about Niall's appearance, I would be doomed.

But when I finally look away from Niall's body and look at his face I find something incredibly odd about him.

His face is buried into his hands and droplets of water covers the bench underneath Niall's bowed head.

What's happened?

(HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Hope everyone is reflecting on the good times of 2013 and looking forward as to what's to come in 2014!! xx)