I woke up in an unfamiliar setting, causing me to panic in the slightest before memories of the night before invaded my memory. I smiled at two arms still wrapped around me and the snores coming from the boy behind me. It was all great until I realized I had to pee and tried to untangle myself from Niall's grasp.
"Stay," his voice raspy from lack of talking, pulling me even closer to him than I already was.
"Niall, please, I really have to pee, I'll come back," I negotiated, "I promise." He then did the unexpected, he released me and once I was standing, he held out a pinky.
"Promise," his eyes were barely open and I doubt he could see how my eyes widened at his pinky promise initiation, I wrapped my pinky around his own before stalking off to the bathroom.
When I came back, I overheard Niall on the phone through his closed door, I didn't pick up on much except, "She's the last person I want to see." I played stupid when I walked through the door, my bare feet padded across his hardwood floor causing him to turn around. His muscles visibly relaxed when I came face to face with him.
"Good morning, sunshine," I smiled as I took his hands in my own and sat on his bed, still looking up at him and him looking down at me.
"Sleep okay?" I nodded at his question and he sat on his desk chair, never breaking contact with me. We sat momentarily in silence before he spoke again, "I have something to tell you?"
"You're not really Irish?" I asked sarcastically, trying my best to keep a serious face.
"No, I am Irish," his voice came out soft, "My mate just called me to tell me that a former girlfriend of mine is in town." I stood up, not knowing what to say, I just stood up. His hands instantly moved to my waist and pulled me in between his legs, resting his head on my stomach. I brought my hand up to his hair instinctively. "She wants to see me but I'm not going by myself."
"Who's going with you?" I waited for a response like Harry or maybe another friend of his, truth be told I didn't know of anyone he's associated with besides Harry and that was only because Hayden was seeing him.
"You, of course," he stated obviously as if I should've known.
"Why?" I asked, once again, oblivious as to what he was getting at.
"Because I've got to show you off! You're my girl," he moved his head to look up at me, causing my hand to fall from his hair to his shoulder.
"I am?" I cocked an eyebrow at him, he nodded sheepishly. I smiled at the blush that quickly spread across his face and left a light kiss to his cheek.
"Unofficially, o'course," he laughed, "That'd be a really shitty way of asking someone out." I giggled and nodded at him. His fingertips traced patterns on the skin of my legs causing many goosebumps to form. "I guess you have to get home, huh?"
"That would be ideal," I was reluctant to go but I knew that I had to in order to be ready by the time he wants to go into the city.
HAYDEN'S POV
From: Harry xo
I hope you're not busy because I'm coming over with lots of ice cream and stupid movies! x H.
To: Harry xo
Always time for you xx
Reading the text message, I jumped out of bed and skidded to my closet. I figured since we were staying in that I'd wear something comfortable, but cute. My hair was still straight from last night so I pulled it into a high ponytail so nobody could really tell how much it needed to be washed. From there I picked out my ocean blue cropped sweatshirt, black leggings, and my black moccasins. I left my face free of makeup which made getting ready easier, I waited for a little over five minutes when Harry happily let himself in.
