I woke up quickly, feeling wet. My eyes widened instantly. No! Bloody Hell not again! I took the sheets off the bed quickly and sprinted to my en-suite bathroom. I dumped them in the bathtub before stripping off my boxers and tossing them into the bathtub quickly. I wrapped a towel around my waist and began rinsing everything frantically. I heard a knock on my bathroom door and my eyes widened.
“Niall… is everything okay?” Louis’ voice rang through the door. My heart nearly stopped, if Louis finds out, he’ll tell all the other boys and mock me until I die.
“y-yea, I’m fine Lou!” I stuttered out. Great, now he’ll know something is up. The doorknob jiggled and before I could even protest he was already inside. He looked at me with confusion on his face then his expression turned to realization.
“You wet yourself last night?” he asked, his eyes widening instantly. I felt a blush creep up my neck and settle itself on my cheeks.
“Get out!” I exclaimed, pushing him out of the bathroom, shutting and locking the door afterwards. I quickly finished rinsing the things off and taking a shower. I got dressed, leaving my hair to dry itself. Grabbing the sheets, I walked towards the laundry room. How in the world am I supposed to face Louis now? What if he told the other boys? No… he wouldn’t do that. That would just be completely embarassing but seeing as it’s Louis… yup. He totally told them. His whole life goal is to make every second of my life an embarassing Hell.
I took a deep breath and walked into the living room. All four heads snapped instantly to look at me. There it is again, that stupid blush made it’s way up to my cheeks again. I turned my gaze to the floor.
Liam’s voice was the one to break the silence. It was closer than I had expected. “Nialler… Louis told us… are you okay…?” he asked, concern clear in his voice. His arms wrapped around my waist tightly, holding me to his chest.
“I’m fine Liam.” I stated, awkwardly. I pulled away from his grip and walked to the kitchen. I leaned against the counter, sighing heavily. I ran a hand through my wet hair. That stupid dream made this all happen.
“Do you wanna talk about it buddy?” Zayn’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I glared at him from across the kitchen.
“No! I’m fine okay nothing happened! Just drop it!” I snapped. I know they’re just trying to help me but they always baby me and it’s so fricken annoying! I’m not a child!
“Jeez Niall! I’m just trying to help you. But fine! You know what? Work it out on your own!” he snapped back, storming out of the kitchen. I felt a tear slide down my cheek as I slid down to the floor. My knees were up to my chest and my face was in my knees. I can’t get that stupid dream out of my head now!
I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me and I instantly knew who it was.
“Babe don’t worry about the boys… they’re just trying to help you…”
I turned to look at him and sighed heavily, leaning my forehead gently on his. “I know but it’s embarassing… I’m 18 for crying out loud!” I replied.
His lips pressed against mine gently. “Hey, stuff happens Niall…” he smiled and kissed me softly again. I sighed and pulled back a bit further to look into his eyes.
“I… I dreamt that you were drowning in the ocean… and I was trying to save you but I couldn’t… It was so real Harry… I never want to loose you…” I bit my bottom lip.
His gorgeous lips turned into a smile. “I love you Niall… I’m never leaving you…”
“I love you too Haz…” I smiled wide, pressing my lips to his again.
