First Love

Chapter 24

ANNABELLE’S POINT OF VIEW

“It was nice meeting you guys!” Niall yelled again from the doorway, already heading out to our car. We had had a long night, and we were both tired. I was driving us to the hotel with Niall, because my mom had decided he was alright.

“You too, hun! Now remember, Alexis. I want you to check in everyday, no more than one outfit is allowed to be at that boys house at any given time, except for pajamas. I could be by at any given time, so beware.” My mom said, winking at me before kissing my goodnight. “I love you, bugs.” I smiled at my nickname.

“I love you too.” I said, kissing her goodbye before walking out to meet Niall.

“Did they like me?” He asked, fidgeting. I laughed softly.

“You think they would let me go stay at a hotel with you and then leave for another two months on tour if they didn’t?” I said sarcastically. He hit me playfully.

“They scare me.”

“Believe me, they scare me too. But they were good tonight, as far as nights go.” I said, laughing.

“I’m glad I got to meet them though, I had a really great time. Your dad is really funny.” He said, knowing that would get a rise out of me.

“He isn’t funny at all. Yeast Infection? Really?” I yelled, starting the car.

“I thought it was pretty funny, and I’m in the band. So, obviously, it was pretty funny. Actually, I’m going to tweet it. Right now.” He said, pulling out his phone.

“No.” I yelled, slamming on the brakes. I tried to grab the phone from him, but he was having none of it.

“Yes!” He said, clicking the tweet button just as I got the phone away from him. Seconds later my phone went off, telling me one of the boys had tweeted. “You’re really still subscribed to my tweets?” He joked.

“You’re still my favorite band, that isn’t going to change just because I know you. I’m still just a crazed fan, and always will be, at heart.” I mumbled, pulling out my phone.

@NiallOfficial: Meeting my girl’s parents: Dad: “You’re in that one band, right? Yeast Infection, or something?” Anna turns twelve shades of red.

“Hardee har har.” I said, smiling as I looked up at him. It felt really nice to see the word’s ‘my girl’ on a screen and know he was referring to me. I felt him laugh softly at me.

“What?” I asked.

“You like being called ‘my girl’ that much, huh?” He said as I finished tweeting those words exactly and put my phone away.

I blushed every shade of red, then found an opportunity to poke fun at him. “You get my tweets sent to your phone, huh? I’m not even famous.” I said, smiling. It was his turn to blush as he shoved the tweet in my face. I didn’t need to read it to know what it said.

@1DerfulMeee: Love seeing the words ‘my girl’ and knowing he’s referring to me.(: <3

I laughed slightly. “Not while I’m driving, Nialler.” He laughed at me.

“I forgot, we don’t break rules.” I laughed at him, pulling onto the highway. We listened to the radio until I pulled up to the hotel.

“It’s nothing fancy, but it isn’t too far away from my house…” I trailed off, looking up at the Holiday Inn.

“It’s perfect. What’s our room?” He asked, pulling me towards the door.

“It’s 527.” I said, looking at the elevators. “Can we take the stairs?” I said, looking towards the glass framed staircases.

“Yes, of course.” He said, pulling me towards the staircase. The hotel was actually nicer, for what I could afford. It had chandeliers, and a lot of candles. It was gold everywhere, very romantic.

“Nialler, how many movies are we going to watch?” I asked, staring at the empty pack of beer on the floor. “And how on earth did you even get that?” I asked, realizing he wasn’t old enough to buy alcohol here.

“I’m famous, it has it’s perks. And we can stop now, if you’d like.” He said, standing up. He wobbled slightly, and yawned cutely. “I’m sort of tired.” I nodded.

“Yeah, let’s get to bed.” I said, looking at the two full sized beds laying behind the couch.

“Do we really have to sleep on separate beds?” Niall asked, looking slightly disappointed. I laughed softly.

“No, we can sleep in the same bed.” I said, standing up as well. I stretched, showing off a small amount of my hips as I stood up. I was in boy pajama pants that were raffia checkered, with a white superman t-shirt. Niall pulled me a little closer to him, his hand on the small of my back. He kissed me deeply, before breaking away, lust filling his eyes.

“Or, we could not sleep.” Niall said, winking. I laughed.

“Or, we could sleep. I thought you were tired?” I said, eyeing him. He was in sweatpants, part of his Calvin Klein boxers peeking over the top. I couldn’t deny I wanted him too, but not this early.

“Other things came up.” I couldn’t help but laugh. He looked at me, confused, before the words clicked in his head. “You know you have a sick mind, right?” he asked, laughing.

“I know. One of my many guyish traits.” I said, walking over to the bed, sitting down. “Let’s go to sleep, love.” I said, glad I had been able to break things without them being too awkward. I was scared this was going to be the end of everything in the end. I was way too prude, and I knew it, but I couldn’t help it. It would have to do for now.

“Goodnight.” I said, smiling into his shoulder, where my head rested.

“Goodnight, love.”

Author's Note:

Sort of a filler, but it wasn't too terrible. I tried to make it more interesting in the end. Hope you liked it. I do have another story going, called Dear Ellen, if you want to check that out. You would probably like that one if you like this one. I think it's pretty original, at least, I've never read another story like it. LOVE YOU ALL!

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