My Neighbour || Niall

Niall

I woke to the sound of blaring music, at about 12:00 am. I lay in bed for a while, just to see if it would be turning off anytime soon.

It occurred to me it wasn't going to be turned off at all.

I wasn't even surprised when the volume didn't' even get turned down, after the long 15 minutes I had been sitting staring into the black abyss.

I frowned into the dark. The noise seemed to be coming from the apartment across from me.

I wonder who that is.

Probably just, Niall.

Niall Horan is my annoying, very social neighbour. He likes to have party's. A lot. He takes a girl home almost every night from the pub down the road, turns his stupid music on, and gets drunk. He seems to think that because he is from the hit boy band One Direction, he can do what he wants.

The music was still going.

Sigh.

I got out of bed and sleepily stumbled through the dark of my apartment,up to my door. I fumbled with the lock then loudly opened it, I yelled at the top of my lungs for Niall to turn down his freaking music.

There was a mumble of voices from behind his door, then the music suddenly switched off.

Finally. Silence.

I happily dove back into my warm bed. And as soon at I hit the sheets I fell into a deep sleep. I must have been in such a deep sleep because I slept through my alarm. Lucky it's Saturday, I sighed with relief.

I was just about to get out of bed when I heard something shuffling in my lounge. "Hello," I nervously yelled into my quiet apartment. Nobody replied.

Whatever. I thought. It must just be my mind playing with me.

Until I heard another sound, a little louder this time.

"Who the freaking hell are you? And what are you doing in my house!" I yelled into the now silent apartment.

I slowly crept out of my bed, and poked my head around my bedroom doorway.

And my front door was wide open. Damn I must have left it unlocked last night when I was complaining to Niall...

Suddenly, Niall's apartment door flew open, Revealing a blonde wavy haired girl wrapped in a blanket, worriedly looking left and right, loudly whispering for Niall. Then she ran down the hallway out of sight. Leaving Niall's door wide open.

A large grin overtook my face.

Completely forgetting the fact that I heard strange sounds coming from my lounge, I silently started to run to my door past the couch, when something grabbed my ankle. I tried to see who it was, but by the time I figured out what was happening, I had already fallen on my face.

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"Nina? Nina?" A worried Irish accented...? Voice awoke me.

I was covered in my bed covers, lying on my not to comfortable to lay on, couch.

"What happened?" I groaned. Slowly opening my eyes, to see my favourite person.

Niall.