Living Louder - n.h.

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

Niall’s pov

I wake up and look around me. I know we are in Australia, that we went out last night, but everything that happened after Harry puked over a girl is just one big black... Wait a sec.

I look beside me and see Sarah. Wait, what happened last night?

I sit up and look around the room. Cloths are speak all across the room.

Alright so there are a couple of things that could have happened last night. One, we decided to start throwing cloths and this is the result. Two, we were too tired to put pajamas on and just went for it this was. Three, there was an explosion and all our cloths just felt of. Four, someone came in and laid cloths down to the ground. And I am just going to skip to the option that sounds the most logic: we had sex. If we did, which I assume, I hope we did it save. It's bad I can't remember, because I actually really like Sarah. I know I said I wouldn't date models because they're perfect, but I know perfect doesn't exist, so... And by the way, she is hot, no one can denial that.

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Sarah’s pov

Urgh, my head. Damn it hurts. Have you ever had that feeling like there is someone banging inside of your head with a hammer? No? Well that's the feeling I have right now. It sucks, a lot.

I slowly open my eyes, finding myself in a hotel-suite. My clothes are spread across the room, but I can't remember anything. What if I took 'home' a random boy with some gross ass decide? Omg but what if Niall found out I like him, and I've slept with someone else he will hate me forever.

 I look next to me and see the sheets looking like I've slept alone. Good, good. I can't just sleep with someone, while I have all these weird feeling towards Niall.

Urgh, what effs, nothing happened do why worry?

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I knock on Niall’s door, to see if he is already up. I don't want to eat breakfast all by myself. And we kind of always eat together, so why would today be different?

"Coming" I hear him say with his funny Irish accent.

Ireland, I would absolutely love to go there. All those funny accents, and according to everyone it's beautiful.

"Sarah, hi. Good morning" Niall says when he opens the door and lets me in.

"Hi, how was your night?"

"Good, I actually slept well I guess. Just a major headache and I'm hungry, but I'm alright, I guess"

"Same, but I think some breakfast will help for being hungry"

"Sounds good to me"

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Niall’s pov

I have all the right to hate myself. I hope Sarah doesn't get to know I sneaked out on her this morning. I hope she can't remember anything that happened, because I don't want things to go that fast. We haven't even had a date. Not because I don't want to, it's just not that easy to ask. I am a bit of a pussy when it comes to girls I really, really like. And I think I really, really like Sarah. She is so funny, cute, beautiful, smart, great girl, but the problem is that she is my best friend and that I can't just walk up to her and say: oh hey Sarah you look so beautiful today, would you like to go on a date with me? Like who does that? That sort of shit only happens in stupid chick flicks. I hate chick flicks.

"Nialllll, can you pass me the tea please?" Sarah asks getting me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, sure" I hand her the tea and look down at my plate.

This is one of the first times in my life I am not hungry. I always love to eat but right now I can't even get one little bite through my throat. I have no idea what is going on with me, I have never really had this. Maybe I have some eating disorder or something like that. Or maybe I changed...

"Niall, are you alright?" Sarah asks me, looking at me with her beautiful brown eyes.

"Yeah, I guess. I'm just not that hungry"

"You just told me you were starving"

"I know, but I am not anymore"

"Niall, there is definitely something going on inside of that little head of yours. You're not eating and your mind is constantly somewhere else. I've noticed this since two weeks ago"

"I don't know what's going on"

"Is there someone you like?"

Shit, I can't say yes but I also can't say no. When I say yes she probably think it's someone else I like while it's her. But when I say no she thinks I don't like her.

She is the most beautiful girl I met and I actually really like her. I just don't know how to tell her.

I get shake out of my thoughts by Sarah, who stands up and runs out of the room.

"Sarah, wait" I say chasing her to the room next door.

She already closed the door and I can hear her cry.

"Sarah, what did I do wrong?"

"Urgh, nothing just leave me alone"

"You know I am not going to let you cry in there all by yourself"

"I know, but this time you'll have to. Go away, please" she sobs.

Urgh fine. Why are girls always so emotional? I have never seen a guy run out crying when a girl didn't answer a question.

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Sarah's pov

There is clearly someone else. The moment of silence said just enough, he didn't need to add the

"She is the most beautiful girl I met and I actually really like her. I just don't know how to tell her"-part. I just ruined everything but that stupid question. I wasn't even thinking.

AN: there u go, enjoy yourself bye