The Irish Boy

Chapter Six

  I woke up at around 2:00 A.M scared out of my wits, not knowing what exactly scared me only that it scared me enough to wake me up. I lay there in the fetal position quietly crying.

  I don't know how much time had passed before realizing that someone walked in until they said "Sam? What's wrong, are you okay?"

  I quickly sat up in my bed to see who it was, when I saw it was only Louis I started crying all over again. I can't believe that i'm crying in front of one of the biggest singers like ever. He came over and wrapped his arms around me allowing me to cry in his arms. "What happened?" he asked after I had calmed down a bit.

  "I had a nightmare but I don't remember what it was about, I only remember feeling completely alone." I explained to him willing myself not to cry again. He nodded his head as if understanding.

  "Don't worry Sam, your not alone, your never alone." I knew he was trying to calm me down. "Do you want me to stay here until you fall asleep again?" he asked. I nodded so he climbed in the bed and wrapped his arms around me in a completely friendly gesture.

  "Thanks Louis" I said as I began to feel myself fall back asleep.

  "That's what friends are for," he replied before closing his eyes as well.

                                                              (The next morning)

  "Sam! Time to ge-" I heard Niall calling me and when I looked at him his face showed hurt, anger and confusion. I was confused myself for a second before realizing that Louis was still asleep in my bed. Shit, I thought he must have fallen asleep after comforting me.

  "Niall it's not what it looks like." but before I could say anything else he ran out of the room. "Niall wait!" I yelled after him cursing as I tripped trying to follow him. He ran into his room and slammed the door in my face. "C'mon Niall," I said pounding on the door "Just let me explain."

  "There's nothing to explain, it was pretty obvious what happened." He yelled back.

  "But Nia--"

  "GO AWAY!" the tone of his voice scared me so I did what I was told and slunk down the hallway. When I walked into the kitchen Liam, Zayn and Harry were leaning against the counter looking at me.

  "Why is Niall yelling?" asked Zayn.

  "Because he came in my room this morning and found me and him," I said pointing at Louis who was just walking in rubbing sleep out of his eyes, "asleep together and automatically thought the worst"

  "Seriously?" Asked Zayn. I just nodded.

  "Well... Did anything happen?" Asked Harry looking down at the floor.

  "NO!" I said fiercely, "I had a nightmare and woke up crying, Louis was only comforting me, but that's not what Niall thinks and he won't let me explain."

  "I'll go talk to him." Liam suggested, and I agreed because they have always been close friends. When Liam left I leaned over and whispered in Harry's ear

  "Don't worry I would never steal Louis from you." He blushed a deep red.

  "How'd you know?" He asked.

  "Well it is a bit obvious by the way you to act around each other, the other lads havn't really noticed but in case you havn't noticed i'm a girl and girls tend to notice these things." I explained, and before  he could say anything else I assured him that I wouldn't tell anyone.

  For that little moment in time I forgot about Niall being mad and just focused on Harry and Louis being happy.

  He smiled just as Liam came back from talking to Niall, I looked at him expectantly but he just shook his head. "He's not listening to anything I say, he's just being stubborn." My heart fell, nodding at Liam I walked back to my room and just lay down for the rest of the day.