I Ship Naela- Niall Horan Fanfiction

Chapter 16 - Chinese

Chapter 16

*Maela's POV*

He opened the door to his apartment and I walked in with my smaller bag (Niall insisted on carrying my suitcase). His apartment was huge and beautiful. He had his guitars on one wall with his drumset underneath. He had all of their awards and some pictures on some shelves by his computer. His couch was huge. His TV was huge. I wish I was rich. I would have had such a better life.

The first thing I did was put my bag down on the floor and plop myself onto the couch that was calling my name. It looked so comfy, I couldn't help myself. I mean, we did just get off a very long flight. I never had jet lag before, but I imagine this is what it felt like.

"Tired?" Niall laughed.

"Just a little." I yawned.

He put my giant suitcase down and climed onto the couch with me. He put his arm around me and we just chilled there for a minute.

"Well, let me show you the bedroom." Niall said casually. Little did he know, on the inside, I was dying. He grabbed my suitcase, I grabbed my smaller bags and we started walking down the hall.

OH MY FUCKING GOD! HES SHOWING ME THE BEDROOM! ITS ABOUT TO GO DOWN!

Wait, is it his bedroom? Please tell me we're going to sleep in the same bed.

As he opened the door and we walked in, my jaw dropped in awe. This room was fucking gorgeous. It was bigger than all the rooms I've ever had put together.

"Wow. Okay. This room's huge." I said still in shock.

He laughed at me and put the bag down by the wall. I put my smaller bags on the bed and jumped on it.

"Oh my god. This is the most comfortable bed I have EVER been in." I shouted into the ceiling.

"Isn't it? When I got that bed, I almost never left it." He laughed and jumped in the bed as well.

He squeezed his arm underneath me and cuddled up next to me while we stared at the ceiling.

"I wish I was rich." I say.

"I still can't believe how much I have sometimes. I usually give some of my pay to my mum and dad. I don't really know what to do with most of it, sometimes." He confesses to me.

"I've always dreamt of having so much money that I could just give half of it away to charity or something." I reply.

"That's what us boys try to do. We like to give to everyone who don't have it as well off as we do, you know?" He was so sweet. How could anyone not find these boys the nicest people in the entire world? I still couldn't believe I was hanging out with Niall. We were pretty much dating. Naela was definitely a thing.

"I'm so glad you asked me to come." I tell him and he kisses me on the forehead.

I nuzzle into his neck more and we literally lie there for 30 minutes cuddling. Can I do this for the rest of my life?

"I'm hungry." I finally say after my stomach growls.

"Me too," he sympathizes, "Let's go get something to eat."

We get out of bed lazily and walk to the kitchen hand in hand.

When he opens the refridgerator door, he frowns.

"Ugh. There's nothing to eat."

Although the fridge was full of food, I agreed. There wasn't anything we were hungry for.

"What about Chinese?" He asks me with a smile on his face.

"Um, yes. I haven't had Chinese in so long." I tell him excitedly.