Unexpected (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 10

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The room was dark. I wasn't really sure where I was considering I obviously got moved off the couch. I rubbed my eyes, trying to figure out where I was. I blinked a few times and realized I was in my room, in my bed.

I started to roll onto my back before I realized Niall had his chest against my back. It felt nice. He was so warm, I felt so safe and comforted. This feeling, I knew it from somewhere. But I was totally sure.

He had his arms wrapped around my waist, our legs intertwined beneath the covers. I didn't really know him, but I felt like I knew it was right. I knew he belonged with me. I knew Niall was something more than a friend. But I had no facts to back it up considering how much I'd forgotten.

He inhaled gently, me realizing he had his head against my neck. His hair tickled my cheek, but I didn't mind. His arm the was slung over me started to twitch slightly. I slowly moved both my arms free before reaching one up and rubbing his arm with my finger tips.

I heard Niall let out a soft and quiet hum, realizing he must be waking up now. He nuzzled his head slightly, placing his lips onto my shoulder blade and leaving gentle kisses.

"Why are you awake so early?" Niall said. I could barely make out what he was saying considering he seemed half asleep.

I smiled at his cute sleep filled voice before saying, "I don't know really. Just can't sleep."

I guessed Niall had fallen asleep because he hadn't responded for quite a while. I closed my eyes until I felt his grip loosen on me. I turned my head slightly, seeing him starting to turn over onto his back. I rolled over onto mine too, letting my eyes adjust once again to the darkness of the room.

There was a little bit of moonlight that was shown through my window. I used what little light there was as best I could. I watched Niall sleep, seeing the rise and fall of his bare chest. His mouth was slightly parted, deep breathing coming from it. Every once in a while his eye brow or lips would twitch, and I'd have to hold in a giggle.

I couldn't even remember who this boy was, but I knew he was an important point to my life. Even though I didn't remember him I couldn't stop watching him. He was so... mesmerizing even in his sleep. I just couldn't get myself to look away.

I rolled from my back onto my side, so I could face him better. As I was watching him, I suddenly heard his breath hitch in his throat. His face started to change, he closed his mouth and began grinding his teeth. I saw his body clench up before his breath increased.

I could tell he was having a nightmare. I saw his face shift into different emotions, he seemed scared and frantic. Little whimpers started to escape his lips, his face becoming more pleading now. I didn't know what to do.

"Niall," I said loud enough for him to hear me, but still quietly.

He started to move about now, his whimpers increasing. His head went back and forth, not too quickly but not slow either. I reached over and placed my hand on his arm. He was trembling.

"No," I could barely hear him make out, "don't touch him." I could barely head anything Niall was saying. He was whimpering more now, to the point where it sounded like he was crying.

His words were starting to get louder now, "Don't... No.... Stop..." The last one was the loudest and I knew I needed to wake Niall up.

I started to shake him with the hand I placed on his arm, "Niall c'mon, wake up." I continued to shake his arm, getting no response.

"Niall," I said loudly now. I reached both arms up to his face, tapping his cheeks gently, "Wake up Niall it's just a dream."

Niall's eyes opened suddenly and I saw tears in them. He turned his head quickly before looking at me for a second and then jumping at me, wrapping his arms tightly around me. He started to sob on my shoulder.