The Boy In My Dream.

sleeping in his arms. (3)

*Brittany's POV

You know those days when you slowly wake up, but try to force yourself back to sleep, because you were either really comfortable or having a really good dream? Well, this was one of those days for two reasons, but only one of those reasons. One; because I seriously was really comfortable, and two; because I was sleeping in Niall's arms. It felt really secure, like he was going to be there to protect me even if something super bad was to happen. It sounds really crazy considering I just met him about two days ago, but it was just one of those things that every girl would feel if an attractive guy was sleeping with them on the couch with his arms wrapped around you.

I really didn't want to get up, so I wasn't going to. It's Sunday,  I deserve to relax, and plus Niall was still sleeping. I wasn't going to wake him up because I wanted to stay in his arms for as long as I could. Instead I just slowly turned around so now my back wasn't facing him, but instead I was face-to-face with him. That feeling still hasn't went away, and I hope it never does. I like it way too much. Niall started to stir in his sleep, crap. Hopefully he wasn't waking up, because this would be really awkward if he caught me starring at him. Luckily, he didn't. He was changing his position, and guess what position he is in now? He arms are still wrapped around me, but he also decided to add a leg over mine. Well, this is just interesting.

To be honest though, I really didn't mind it. Just the fact that he was still asleep and was wrapped around me, made me happy. I still feel kinda awkward just starring at him, so I slowly turned around once more and decided to look at the time, which luckily there was a clock right above the TV. You've got to be kidding me, it was only 1:00am. Why am even awake? I thought it was later! I try to settle back down and go to sleep, but when I couldn't I finally decided to wake up Niall.

"Niall, wake up." I softly whispered.

"Mhhm." He groaned back. Jeez, hopefully he wakes up, because I can't go back to sleep.

"Niall, please. Wake up."

"Brittany, what time is it? Is there something wrong?" He says while slowly sitting up and trying to fix is messy but sexy hair.

"It's 1:00am, and nothing is wrong really. I just can't go back to sleep, I've been sitting here for awhile." Hopefully he doesn't get too upset about me waking him up for something so silly.

"Want to go into my room? It's a lot better than the couch." He said with a slight giggle.

"I don't know, because Niall we just met like two days ago."

"We are sleeping on the couch together right now, with my arms around you and one leg. A bed won't hurt us, it will give us more room."

"Fine. Take me away to your bedroom!" I couldn't help but laugh. As I was laughing I felt a pair of arms lift me up and start to walk down the hall.

"Niall, I didn't mean literally! I have two legs, I'm suppose to be using them!" He then just stopped when when we were half way down the hall.

"Fine then love. Want me to put you down?"

"Nope, I hate using my legs." We both busted up with laughter, but then realized, it's only 1:00am, in the morning and we might wake up Louis and Liam.

"That's what I thought." He was now only managing to hold me with one arm, because he was turning the door knob to what I assumed was his bedroom.

"Holy crap. Your room is huge, and your bed is too!" I said while jumping out of his arms and running over to his bed and jumping on it, like a little girl would. All he did was stand in the doorway and laugh at me. He started to walk in and close the door, and locked it.

"You can turn around if you want, but I'm going to change into some pajama bottoms since I'm still in my trousers."

"I thought boys slept in their boxers?"

"And I thought we were only friends?" He said while adding in a little wink. Ugh, why does he have to be so cute and so damn sexy at the same time?

"Whatever." I said that as I was turning around so he could have his privacy, but soon enough I felt him slowly getting into the bed and sliding in next to me, while wrapping his arms around my waist. He doesn't have pajama bottoms on, he's wearing his boxers and no shirt too! I slowly turn around so I'm facing him, and he has this little smirk on this face.

"I thought we were only friends, Mr. Horan?" He smirked at my comment, which was mocking his.

"We are, I'm just more comfortable like this. I have a problem though. You are wearing jean shorts and a shirt to bed, isn't that uncomfortable?"

"Yes, but I don't want to go back to my complex just to change and walk back over here."

"You don't have to, I got a shirt and sweats you can wear."

"Okay, thanks."  I started to get out of the bed, feeling his eyes on me. "Which boxes?" I asked because clearly he hasn't unpacked anything.

"Those ones in the closet." He said while pointing to the only boxes in the closet. Like I couldn't figure that out on my own. I started to open up the boxes and look for sweats and a shirt.

"Now turn around."

"Fine, fine. Your such a party pooper."

When he turned around, I started to slip out of my jean shorts and my "PINK" tank top. I grabbed a pair of his gray sweatpants and a green shirt that said "FREE HUGS" on it. How cute, I wonder if he wears this out in public? It smelled really good though, but I couldn't tell which type of cologne he uses. I'm not that type of person who cares about that stuff anyway. I quickly slipped the clothing on. I went back to the side of the bed I was sleeping on, but not to find a sleeping Niall. Instead he was slightly giggling to himself.

"Were you peaking?" I slightly whispered yelled at him.

"No, that would be very rude of me, but I very much like your laced bra and panties." He just continued to giggle with a huge smile on his face. Boys these days.

 "Just shut up and go to bed." I said while slowly crawling into bed with Niall's eyes on me.

I layed back down only to find Niall's arms wrapped around me once again and to feel his breathe going down my neck, which sent shivers down my spine. He really has to stop doing this to me, he's going to make me die. I finally settled back down, only to hear Niall slightly snoring. He was certainly tired. Niall and I are friends, nothing more. We have only known each other for two days. Yet, I'm sleeping in his arms. He is sending shivers down my spine. He gives me that feeling no other guy has. I'm not falling for him, yet. I certainly know though, that he is something special.

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A/N Author's Note: How was it? This chapter was just kind of a filler, but yet I loved this chapter the most! If this is how they are already acting towards each other, than how will this story turn out? Will it go bad, or will it go good? But I know most of you are thinking, "oh they will fall in love, break up for some stupid reason, get back together, and get married, and have cute little Irish babies!" Well, guess what? This isn't going to be your typical "fan-fic", things are going to BE different then most stories. SO CONTINUE READING TO FIND OUT! VOTE, FAN, COMMENT! Leave criticism, I love it. It only helps me has a writer, not bring me down. Thankss.. xoxoxo.

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