Scarred (Incomplete)

Chapter 20: Lack of Respect

I had no clue where I was going. I didnt know my way around London yet. Next thing I knew, I ended up in the city, lost like a little puppy after they first got its new owner and forgot what they looked like. I took safety precautions on lurchers, and muggers, and abducters, and pretty much anyone that looked suspicious.

I held my bag close to my body and suddenly it hit me. My phone! I ripped the top of my bag open and there rested my sweatshirt, sunglasses case, my laptop, and a pack of gum. Where was my makeup? More importantly, my phone?

I know Niall didnt take my makeup, but did he take my phone. I found myself back at the place I had started, Nialls house or wherever he was cleaning me up earlier. Did I just walk in a huge circle this whole time? I asked myself.

I glanced down at the map that was in my black jacket pocket I was wearing and it seems as though I had. I groaned. "What now?" I mumbled to myself.

"You could come inside," A deep irish accent came from behind me, making me jump and my heart skip a beat.

I turned around and Niall smiled. "What are you doing out here at like midnight?" I asked him.

"Well, first of all its only 9:30, and second-"

"Wow! How early does the sunset here?!" I chuckled.

"Thats not the point. What are you doing out here?" He asked.

"Ohh I umm... I-" I stopped and blushed.

"You got lost?" He chuckled a bit.

I gulped. "Yeah... Kinda..." I giggled.

"Alright, you can crash here for the night. Is that ok?" He asked.

I nodded. "Ok but I need to be back before my brother wakes up."

"Will do," He began walking toward the door and I walked beside him.

It was awkward. Really awkward. He stepped ahead of me when we got to the door and opened it for me. I smiled and thanked him under my breathe. He nodded and I looked around the house. To my surprise, there was a room that I hadnt noticed before.

It was a few feet to the left of the couch, and it must have led to the kitchen because I saw part of a shiny marble table. "Ok, so feel welcome to make yourself at home, take off your shoes on the mat, bc Liam has OCD about shoes being all around the house," He stopped, and chuckled a bit before continuing. "And I will take your coat, or you can keep it on if you'd like."

I nodded and smiled. Is this what luxury feels like? My coat slipped off my shoulders and I folded each zipper side together. He smiled and took it, and once he disapeared from view, I slipped off my shoes and placed them neatly side by side.

The door across from the room that I had been wondering about was now taunting me. Niall was no where in sight, so I tiptoed over to it and my hand curled around the cold, golden knob.

"1... 2... 3..." I whispered under my breathe, and turned the knob, pulling at it.

Nothing happened. I pulled at it more. "God dammit, locked."

My fingers uncurled and swiped away from it when Niall came into the room. "Ok, so I will go get an air mattress," He said. "Sorry, just wait here and I will be right back."

A minute felt like hours as I waited for him. When he got back up, I eyed the air mattress. It looked like once it was blown up it would be more comfy. Niall showed me up to his room. "Ok, so I will blow up the air mattress, you can just use the pillows and blankets on my bed. Ok?" He smiled.

His bright blue eyes shimmered every smile he made. "Ok."

Once the bed was finally blown up, I gathered all the pillows and blankets, and plopped them down onto the mattress. "Woah woah woah, what are you doing Elle?" He asked.

"Im getting ready to sleep," I looked up at him, confused.

"Im sleeping on the air mattress. I want you to be as confortable as possible," He smiled a bit.

I was caught off gaurd by how polite he was being. Only a true gentleman would take a girls comfort over their own. "Wha-are you-what?" I couldn't help but be confused.

"What?"

He mustve been confuse too. No normal guy would do that. Most of them have a lack of politeness. "You would really do that?" I asked, astonished.

He smiled. "Of course."