The change

Only dreams

I woke up when I felt a pair of arms hugging around me. I opened my eyes to see Niall in front of me sleeping.

Well sleeping with 1/5 of One Direction can be crossed off my bucket list. I smile seeing him quietly snooze.

I heard a groan, I looked to see oceans of blue, with a slight puffy squint.

"Morning" he asked with a rusty voice.

"Morning" I respond back. I'm kinda relaxed with him being here and yet I still am nervous.

"I'm making you breakfast" he says getting up from the bed, not giving me the chance to say no.

"But."

"No, buts" he says exiting the room.

I'm still wearing the clothes that I wore yesterday and I'm too lazy to change.

Niall is cooking breakfast with muscular figure flipping pancakes. I sit at the table admiring.

He passes a plate to me with eggs, bacon, pancakes, and home fries. I smell the air that's in the kitchen.

He gives me a fork and I start eating.

Me and Niall finished our breakfast. I don't eat anything because I'm suffering from anorexia.

Niall's phone rung but I didn't answer it.

It rings again, I just answer cause Niall's ringtone is very annoying.

"Hello?" I say into the phone.

"Hello, who is this?" A thick Wolverhampton accent speeches.

"Skyla" I say.

"Oh that's a pretty name, " Liam says back. I can tell the smirk on his face through the phone.

"Where's Niall at? Love." He says making me blush.

"He's in the bathroom" I say into the phone.

"When Niall's out can you tell him we need him. I would also love to meet you" He says.

"Um yeah that's fine, and I would like to meet you again too." I say with my brow furrowed slightly.

"Ok, great thank you."

"Your welcome."

Well, that was awkward. I turn around to see Niall looking at me with his brow furrowed slightly.

"Who was that?" Niall asks me

"That was Liam wondering where you were, and told him you'd be over ASAP" I demanded.

"Well no because Liam doesn't understand how much I need to have away from the band sometimes. I've been feeling really lonely because I'm single and the others guys are not. So do you understand?" he asks with a really sad expression on his adorable face.

I nod to return the answer to his question.

"Good so I need to take a shower want to join me?" he said wriggling his eyebrows at me.

"Maybe let me just finish what I'm doing and maybe I'll take one with you" I say back with a huge smile on my face.

I decide not to take a shower with Niall because we only started being something yesterday. But, are we even a thing? Or are we just "friends with benefits"? I have no clue but I decide to take it slow.

I head for upstairs and just change into comfy clothes to wear inside because I'm not going anywhere besides to work in a few hours.

I wear my tank top and Under Armour sweatpants loosely while I put my long waves into a bun.

I went into my bedroom after leaving the bathroom that connects off of my bedroom along with my closet. I look at my phone, it's 10:30. I have to be for work at 1:45. I sit on my bed and go on Twitter.

I blow up with mean comments and pictures about me. Most of the comments saying "whore, slut, skank, not worth living and die". I wish I told someone sooner but only I know and need to know at this point.

Going on Instagram, Facebook and Tumblr it blows up with actually nice messages but Twitter is just not my friend at all.

Niall walks into my room with a towel wrapped around his waist and hair all messy. He asks for clothes and I go get them from my closet. I go through my closet and find Niall a pair of light wash loose fit jeans, and a white shirt. I give him the clothes that he wants and goes into my bathroom to change.

Although, I was just sitting there I couldn't put my mind around why I slept with him in the first place. I'm not regretting it but I'm not proud of myself either. I'm filled with guilt.

I hope that this was just more than a
One night fling and will continue. But, if he wants me in his life he might want to stop now.