faking it.

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      ー delilah n niall

        

         the first time delilah met niall she wasn't at her best. He had been walking around Chicago, a plastic bag containing a box of leftover pizza in hand. When he neared the apartments making his way to the metro station to get back to his hotel, his journey got cut short. Tripping over a figure (her) curled into a fetus position, he fell flat onto his face. He groaned and rubbed his head before standing up straight.

In confusion, it took him a few moments before he turned his attention towards the clearly dysfunctional person (still her) lying on the ground. Niall nudged at the figures side with his foot and she just groaned lightly. "Oh god I killed her," The blonde cried frantically running his hands through his hair in complete horror. However, Delilah was in fact not dead but in sheer pain so to let him know this the girl letting out a muffled sob.

"She's not dead, hurray," he cheered before remembering that the girl laying before his feet was crying badly now. "Hey, girl... are you alright," he asked. Delilah shook her head and continued to sob loudly. She slightly rolled around and just cried. He looked at Delilah not knowing what to do before shortly taking notice to the cotton balls that filled her mouth. "Wait, did you get your teeth pulled out or something," he questioned putting the pieces together now.

She in fact, had gotten all of my wisdom teeth pulled out three hours prior to the situation which would explain her drugged and dysfunctional state. "Thif hirth like a bitch," the deranged girl spat out putting her crying on hold for the moment. He looked at her with sympathy in his eyes. He unfortunately however didn't know how to help Delilah for she currently was hopped up on drugs and crying uncontrollably. Niall knew that he couldn't just leave her here though. I mean, he technically could but he wasn't going to.

Hell to the no was he going to be charged with possible physical and emotional damage. And also, he was quite afraid he he just left here something bad might happen and he couldn't live with the guilt of knowing he could have down something to prevent it. "I'm Niall. Do you have a place to stay," he asked her. She shook her head and Niall came to the conclusion that there was no other option. He scooped the girl up and said, "Well c'mon then I'm taking you to my hotel. I can't just leave you on the streets to be raped."

Delilah groggily tried to object because duh, stranger danger, but it was no use. Her words couldn't be made out so for a good twelve minutes Niall carried her on over his shoulder while she muttered jumbled phrases no one could understand until they reached his hotel. He complained about his shoulder hurting from the weight, which made Del very insecure, and staggered inside the doors. A voice from behind us called and Niall must have thought someone said his name because he whipped around causing Delilah's head to smack against the doorway.

"Yikes," Niall said not even bothering to apologize as he quickly made it over to the elevators so he wouldn't have to carry her much longer. And once inside an empty elevator he dropped the poor girl on the floor with a sigh of relief as he tried to regain his strength. At this point Delilah was pretty much knocked out. And honestly though, she wasn't that fat. The doors pinged open and instead of picking her back up, Niall grabbed her legs and dragged her to his hotel room.

A maid and family of four walked by looking at Niall as if he were a criminal dragging a dead body. Well I guess it looked that way. "She's not dead," he nervously laughed as the mother covered he children's eyes rushing them away. Niall then picked up his pace and finally made it to his room. He pulled Del through the doorway and tried slamming the door. Delilah's head however was in the way. "Whoops," Niall mumbled before trying again.

Delilah began to snap back into reality and started to cry. She don't know why but Del was bawling and the cotton balls in her mouth were really bugging her. She tried telling Niall she wanted to go home because he could be some sort of ax murderer, but it came out sounding like "lakejpsmsnksos". Niall sighed and scooped her up heading towards the bedroom. Of course he was staying in a penthouse suite.

The strength in Delilah's body was limited so she couldn't kick him unfortunately. He then pulled the covers over the strange girl and smiled a little bit. "You know if you weren't so insane right now you'd actually be really hot," he said staring at her. "Goodnight," he finally whispered before leaving the room. His calm voice and apparent accent were the last things Delilah really remembered before drifting off to sleep in pain.

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(( ew ew ew this was so bad. it's vv rushed and it happens all at once n' im sorry about that. but he basically brought her to his hotel room because he knew he couldn't just leave her on the streets all drugged up. sorry it's so rushed i just wanted to get the whole intro part over with !! anyways vote and comment ++follow my instagram @:artboyzjm !! ))