Meet Again x NH

sixteen.

Scarlet

That night, I didn't sleep as peacefully as you would've thought. I mean, I had a great sleep but it was interrupted with the cries of Tyler. He had a nightmare and couldn't stop crying. That woke up Wesley, to which he got hungry. Once I had calmed down Tyler and placed him in front of the tv for a bit, I made Wesley a sandwich, which he ate in lightening speed.

After both boys were happy, and finally tired, I brought them back upstairs. They didn't want to sleep in a room alone, so I brought them back to my room. Niall was still sound asleep. He really does still sleep like the dead. Wesley cuddled up to his dad, and Tyler cuddled up to me. And before I knew it, my eyes had closed again.

The next time I woke up, was 4 hours later, at 6am.
The sun seemed to be just about rising, allowing little rays of sunshine peak through the curtains. I rubbed my eyes, pushing away any thoughts of sleeping further away. Today we were headed for the yacht. We're spending the day and night on the yacht. I am quite excited for the day, I've never been on a yacht, yet alone, staying on one for a night. Seems pretty crazy. I'm going to enjoy the warm tropical weather as much as I can, because once we're back, it's into the cold weather and the cold winter that the loveliest London has to offer.

I turned my head to be met with two very tiny bodies, and a huge grown man, who was almost falling off the bed. Tyler had some how ended up sleeping against my ribs, and Wesley had shifted to sleeping side ways, evidently pushing his father off the bed, which explained Niall's current situation. I managed to shift Wesley, and as I pulled Niall further into the bed, he had jolted awake.

"Oi," He grumbled, looking around confused. "Oh. Good morning." He greeted,before closing his eyes and resting his head into his pillow.

"Come on, wake up." I poked his shoulder. "We need to wake up and be ready by 7."

"I'll be up in a bit." He grumbled. "Give me a few minutes."

"Okay," I sighed. "I'm going to shower, but when I'm back you need to wake up. We don't have a lot of time."

"Scar, it's 6 in the mornin' and since when do you enjoy wakin' up at the arse crack of dawn?" He groaned.

I laughed softly, before getting up and stretching my arms. "Since there's a yacht calling my name."

I made my way to the closet, and got my clothes for the day and headed to the bathroom. I took an appropriate time to shower and change. I put in my contact lenses and braided my hair down my back, and exited the bathroom. Niall had seemingly drifted into a deep sleep, as I could currently hear his soft snores. I decided to let him be for a few more minutes.

I'm never a person to worry about waking up early and being a bother in the mornings. That's my brother's job. On family holidays, he'd be the first one up and then he'd get into this mood and zone of nagging us to wake up and you'd pretty much want to kill him. It wouldn't be a problem if I had enough sleep, but usually on holidays, we always slept late. And even if I did sleep early enough to wake up, I enjoyed my sleep. I came from a family who loved sleeping, so waking up was always a problem. This is why it was weird to both myself and Niall that I was awake and ready to go so early.

I decided to pack my bag for the next two days or so. I got my beach bag out, and packed in an extra bikini, a pit of shorts and a tank top. I also added a pair of pyjamas. I lastly decided on just adding an extra sun dress, just in case I needed it. I added a towel and sun screen, with my earphones and camera. I made sure not to forget to pack my glasses and I was good to go. I chose a pair of sandals that I planned to wear today anyways. I found my sunglasses and propped them onto my head.