Drive

Chapter 13

I take my first steps up the sidewalk to the house. It's tall, but not very large in width. It's coated with a unique shade of red and the sidewalk has stepping stones leading towards the brown and window.

Kaylee fell asleep in the car, but even in her sleepy state she clings to Niall like a leach. We reach the door and he takes my hand in his, and presses a small kiss to it. I'm literally shaking, millions of thoughts running through my mind but I push them back. It'll be okay.. I hope.

My fear returns when he knocks on the door and it swings open. A lady with short brown hair stands in front of us, a smile planted on her face.

"Niall!" She greets and he side-hugs her, Kaylee still in his arms asleep.

"You must be Alex! I've heard great things about you. Niall really likes you-"

"Mum!" Niall shouts, eyes wide when the lady looks over to him.

"Oh, i'm sorry. Uhm.. Forget what I just said." I fake a laugh and the lady pulls me in for a hug. "And this must be Kaylee! C'mon in!" She opens the door to let us in and Niall pulls me by the hand. "Niall, show Alex to your room." She continues and he leads me up stairs.

The room is small with blue walls, a bed, dresser, and computer desk. Multiple posters cover the walls of different boybands.

He lays Kaylee on the small bed, covering her with the blankets. I wonder about sleeping arrangements, kinda hoping me and Niall will be sleeping in the same bed.

"We can get our bags later, come meet my family." He whispers so he doesn't wake Kaylee and take my hand, once again. He softly closes the door, pulling me down stairs with him.

I hear screaming coming from the livingroom and jump, but hear Niall chuckle.

"There watching football," he says and leads me in there. Two guys sit on the small beige couch and a lady holding a baby in her arms sits on the loveseat. When we approach their eyes flicker to me and Niall.

"Hey, guys. This is Alex." He says and I wave, feeling my cheeks heat. "Alex, this is my dad Bobby, my brother Greg, my sister-in-law Denise, and my nephew Theo." He gestures to each one as he says there names and I smile again, blushing.

The little boy begins to cry and I watch as Denise rocks him, but he won't stop. The sound almost brings me to tears. I want another baby, but I always imagined it to be with Keenan. I want a family first, with a husband and kids and a big house. That's what I should have, and that's what I want, desperately.

"I don't know what to do!" Denise admits when Greg goes to sit beside her. My motherly instincts kick in and I rush to her side.

"May I?" I ask and hold my arms out for the crying little boy. Her eyebrows crinckle but she hands him to me. As I take him in my arms in can't fight the smile on my face. I rock him gently, and begin walking around the room. The crying doesn't stop and I turn back around to Denise and Greg.

"Do you have a cold bottle?" I ask and she nods.

"In the fridge," I nod and turn to Niall.

"Go grab it?" I ask and he nods.

When he gets back I take the bottle from him, still rocking and walking around with the baby, and put the bottle to his lips. He takes it in his mouth and the crying stops. I peek at Denise and her jaw is dropped.

"He just ate though," she explains and I shrug my shoulders.

"He was still hungry," I reply and take a seat on the couch. Niall strides across the room and takes a seat beside me.

"Just like his Uncle Niall," I look up at him and smile. We both look down at the baby drinking his bottle and I smile. I wonder what it would be like if me and Niall ever had a kid. I personally want a boy, because I already have a girl.

"Are you two dating?" Denise asks and I look up at her, shaking my head.

"No, we're just friends." I answer and she raises an eyebrow, but sits back and nods her head.

Nialls mothers words immediately come to mind:

"Niall really likes you"

She could mean as a friend. Or she could mean as a... girlfriend? He doesn't like me like that, does he? I shake the thought out of my head. There is no way he could possibly like me the way I like him.

I look down to the baby and his eyes are closed and the bottle is spit out of his mouth, he's sleeping. I put the bottle on the table, careful not to wake him up, and lean in to Niall.

"I'm sleepy," I whisper and look up to him.

"You've had a long day." He says and looks over to Greg.

"Come get your kid," Niall teases and Greg rolls his eyes but stands up, taking the baby from me. Niall stands and takes my hand, pulling me off the couch. He leads me up the stairs but passes up his room. Instead he opens the door to another room with a queen bed and a nightstand, the only two things in the room besides a closet.

"This is where we're sleeping tonight." He says and pulls me towards the bed. The comforter is simple, purple with stripes, and the pillows match.

I pull my shoes off and climb into bed. My shorts are a little tight, so I undo the button and curl up in the blanket.

"Night," Niall says and turns to leave the room but I stop him.

"Wait!" I call and he turns back around towards me. "Come lay down with me." He smiles and takes his shoes off, laying down beside me. I snuggle into him, laying my head on his chest and his arm wraps around me.

"Alex," he says after a few minutes and I look up to him, meeting his gaze. "Remember what my mother said? About.. about me.. liking you?" I can feel my heart picking up speed as I nod.

"I remember," my voice comes out barely above a whisper. I sit up and he follows me.

"Okay," he says and I roll my eyes, knowing that's not what he was going to say.

"Niall.." I beg. I want him to say something, anything.

"What?"

"What were you going to say?"

"Nothing?"

"Dont you dare lie to me. I know you were going to say something." He shakes his head and I nod mine. "Don't lie to me!" I snap and he closes his eyes.