Unexpected (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

Sorry, I had to do a filler chapter! So much previous action has occurred already. But I can assure you it'll only get better from here! Sorry again for the filler but enjoy! Sorry too if it's not up to par with my usual!

I was awakened that morning by the light that was shining through the sliding door balcony of the hotel room. I had been laying in bed, letting the thoughts of last night flow through my mind. It was hard to believe that all that had happened, actually happened. It had been one day and I was sleeping in the same bed as him. We didn't do anything of course, but still. My decisions weren't very rational, so I mentally face palmed myself. I need to be more careful.

But it is just Niall though, right? He's sweet, seems innocent, he lets his emotions show and he has a soft side. I can tell he's nothing to be afraid of, he couldn't hurt a fly. Niall wasn't what I was really afraid of though; I was afraid of myself. Letting things go this fast, or what seemed like fast to me, wasn't a smart choice.

I slowly and quietly as possible rolled over in bed, to face the wall that had the clock on it. Half past seven. Why was I up so early? I wanted so badly to Check my phone, but knew if I did I might disturb Niall and wake him up. So I just laid there, trying to push all my worries and paranoia away.

I closed my eyes and laid my head back down onto the hotel pillow before opening my eyes again. I saw Niall, and only Niall in that moment. I saw his perfect skin, clear of any imperfections whatsoever. I saw his beautiful eyelashes that sweeped out far past his closed eyes. I saw his plump, pink lips, chapped slightly from sleeping with his mouth open. And the one thing I saw most was him. I had never seen him more calm and at peace in the past day more than now. I don't know how he did it, but he honestly took my breath away. He had natural beauty, almost as though he was crafted my the Greek gods.

I just laid there for a little while, admiring every cute thing about him, letting my thoughts drift. This was so nice, so easy. The past day had been amazing. Doing nothing but having fun. It felt like Niall and I had known each other for years, kinda hard to explain actually. I had never expected him to open up to me, let alone have me spend the night in his hotel room. But he did. He did open up to me, he cried on my shoulder and invited me to stay the night. So does that mean something? I don't think it did but only Niall knows really.

I had become uncomfortable laying in the position I was in, so I turned back over. I stared out the balcony door into the sky. It went on forever. Kinda odd to thing about, how the world and the universe is infinite. Not many things are.

As my mind started to drift, I thought about my mom. She hadn't even called or texted to check up on me. Only explanation I could think of was that snotty ass boyfriend of hers. He was such a dick.

I closed my eyes, shaking the thoughts from my head, not wanting to return home. I just wanted to lay in this bed and never leave. Never go home again. But I knew I couldn't. The only thing infinite was the sky.

Suddenly I felt Niall's gentle touch on my back. He was tracing what I thought must have been circles along my back, which gave me the chills. It felt nice really, comforting almost. Do I act like I'm asleep or turn over to look at him?

I was contemplating over a choice when suddenly I felt Niall move. He was about to get up. So in that moment, I acted like I has just woken up, which made him lay down quickly. Exactly what I wanted. I rolled over to look at him, seeing him already looking at me.

"Morning love," he said in his Irish accent. It was the perfect beginning of the day, waking up to that.

I smiled at him, "Good morning." I ended up yawning which made his grin grow even bigger.

"Sleep well?" He asked before continuing, "Hope I didn't wake you."

"I actually slept very well thanks, and no you didn't wake me," I replied, with another yawn. We both laid there, just looking at each other for a little while. I admired his gorgeous blue eyes for as long as I could.

Eventually Niall broke the moment before he rolled over, looking in the opposite direction. I wasn't sure but I think he was reading the clock. And my assumptions ended up being proven correct.

"Oh shit," he said before getting out of bed quickly. Niall ran over to the dresser and got out a pair of jeans and what looked like a t shirt, along with socks and boxers before running into the bathroom. I heard the water start, and eventually a shower running. What was that about?

Unfortunately I wouldn't be able to stick around to find out. I wanted to but I needed to get home before my mom did get annoyed or worried about me. Besides, I really needed a shower too.

I sat up in the bed, rubbing my eyes. I stood up and walked over to the night stand on the other side of the bed where there was a pad of paper along with a pen. I grabbed both and started to write Niall a note.

"Thank you for everything Niall, I really appreciate it. Call or text if you ever need anything. Don't want to be a bother today, and I gotta get home. Thanks again, for it all, Tim."

I ripped off the top sheet where I had written the note. I ended up spending a few minutes searching for Niall phone, but once I found it I put the note underneath it. Once I did that, I found my phone, put on my vans, and headed out the door. I felt guilty that I didn't get to say goodbye to Niall.

I made my way down the hall, all the way to the elevator, riding it till I was downstairs. Once the doors opened to the lobby, I walked out from the elevator and out of the hotel towards the street. I waved down another taxi since I wasn't about to walk to my car. After a few minutes of driving, he let me out at the parking lot and I proceeded to pay him.

Luckily all I carry is my home key and car key, do they both fit snug in my pocket. I walked across the empty parking lot to my car before getting in. Once I buckled my seat belt I sat there for a few minutes, still trying to comprehend what had just happened.

The drive home seemed longer than it did out, but then again I was taking my time. Once I got home, I was surprised to see that my mom wasn't. I turned off the car and walked into the house, going straight to my room to get a change of clothes. I went back downstairs to my bathroom and showered. This was much needed.

Feeling the warm water hit my back felt amazing. This was always the one thing I missed about my house when I went out for more than a day. I don't know what it was about my shower, but I always felt better once I took one. I washed my hair and cleaned myself before stepping out and drying off. I threw on the sweats I had picked out and grabbed my dirty clothes before proceeding back upstairs to my bedroom.

I was about to put my laundry in the basket before I realized I had Niall's blue sweater still. Shit. He's probably going to think I stole from him. I set the laundry into the basket and went over to my bed, I needed to text him and let him know I'd send it to him when I got a chance.

I turned on my lock screen, seeing that I was already eleven in the morning. Time was literally flying by today. I had a few unread messages from Sophia and Jane, and one from Niall. I was nervous to see what it says.

"Got your note. Sorry, I had to get ready to record since it's my day. I'll text you after the concert tonight xx"

I closed out of all my apps, not even caring to look at Sophia and Janes messages. I locked my phone and set it on the night stand next to my bed. It was nice to be home, but I had such a nice time with Niall. As I thought over everything we did, sleep came to me. I should have fought I considering the day was just beginning, but I didn't. I let it envelope me as dreams came to me. I hoped they'd be filled with everything that had happened yesterday.