Protecting her heart

Ch.13

Sam's POV

Her face was getting closer and closer to mine, until i could smell her horrible breath.

"Well, dearie. I could kill you now, but i think i'll wait, and have you have a long, slow death, without anyone saving you." She said, syllable by syllable. I'm in a dark room. I'm tied to a chair. The woman looks exactly the same as the woman at the shop, but 100x uglier and scarier.

"Mhahahaha!!!"

You might wonder why i'm not saying anything. That would be because i'm screaming my vocal chords out.

"Sam?!" i hear faintly. I look around, but no one is there. The lady has disappeared, which is even more scary.

"Sam!!" this time its much louder.

I wake up. Niall's face is right in front of mine. Nat is at the doorframe, looking worried. I sit up. It was all a nightmare. I glance at my alarm clock. 3:47. Oh, shit.

"I'm sorry." I said. i know how much my sister hates to have her sleep interrupted.

"It's okay, it was just a nightmare."

Nat leaves and heads back in her room.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked.

I shook my head. "No, it's okay."

"Do you want me to stay?" Niall asks.

"Yes, please." I whisper.

Niall gets off the bed and takes my bags off the sofa that is in the corner of the guest room.

He lays down on it.

"Um, what are you doing? You know you can sleep in the bed right? This is a king size bed. You can sleep here, beside me." I say, patting the bed.

"Oh, okay. I j-jus-" he stopped and climbed into bed. As soon as he was under the covers, I noticed he was shirtless. Thank god the lights are off, he wouldn't see me turning as red as a tomato.

"I know, I'm beautiful, arn't I?" He said. I look away quickly.

"Haha, it's okay."

That's when I fell asleep, taking in his cologne scent and feeling his body heat. And i didn't have anymore nightmares after that.

In the morning, i woke up to the sound of a picture being taken. I sit up. Harry and Louis are on the bed, with their iphones in their hands. They both have huge grins on their face. Which is not a good sign.

"What did you do?" i ask.

"Well, actually, babe, the question here is what did Louis do?"

"Check your twitter." Louis said, before they both ran out of the room. Niall was still calmly asleep.

I picked up my phone that was on the bedside table and opened up the blue app with the white bird on it.

Holy shit. 1,245 new notifications. 847 new followers. What is this?

I scrolled down my notification feed.

'My_name_is_CarlieHoran:  You guys are cute and all but I don't think you're pretty enough for him.'

'Catgurl: Awww, you and niall are such a cute couple. I ship Siall!'

What the hell???

'Niallwhore1D: Back off bitch, Niall's mine!'

Okay, too far.

'Onedfreak: I liked the other girl better but that girl is kinda pretty.'

These were the kinds of things they said. 1,245 of them of just this. And they were all about one picture.

'Attachment.1234568'

I opened it, and nearly fainted. Louis had posted a picture of me and Niall sleeping together. (ew, not like that). ASLEEP together.

My head was rested on his chest, his arm was around my shoulders. It looked as if we were cuddling.

"Oh. Oh, crap."

I woke Niall up. "Go away Liam. Give me five more minutes." he grumbled.

"Niall, its me, we have an emergency."

His eyes peeked open, and then closed. He mumbled, "Ugh, the light is blinding me."

"Niall, Louis posted a picture of us and now people hate me."

That got him up. He sat up. I showed him my phone.

He cussed. A lot. A little too much.

"Cussing isn't going to do anything!" He continued anyways.  

"Oh, shit. I'm going to have to kill him. Management is not going to like this."