Because I Had You (One Direction)

Chapter Nine

Hailey's Pov

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"How long have these  nightmares been occuring?" Maria asked, distress evident on her face. I shrugged, "They first began the night she was admitted to the hospital, but got worse for a month after she passed away. I haven't had them again for months till now." "It's most likely just guilt, which you shouldn't really have. Hailey, don't blame yourself for what happened. There is no way you could've prevented it." I sigh, nodding as she continued to assure me nothing was my fault. I knew it wasn't. I just feel so guilty to be moving on and having fun, when Liz's life ended so abruptly.

The whole night, I tried to put the thought of her in the back of my head and enjoy the great opportunity I've been given. After the concert, we all went to the hotel we were staying at, struggling to get in at first because the place was surrounded by paparazzi and fans. Niall tugged me along by my hand, making sure I was able to get in. We eventually made it to the hotel rooms, then realized there was a problem: the sleeping arrangements. There were three rooms for the seven of us, but only six beds. "Alright, I call sleeping with Hailey," Harry announced then winked at me.  I rolled my eyes and giggled softly, "No, Maria and I can just share a bed, it's fine." Maria agreed and nodded her head. "No, no, no. You guys are our guests. One of us guys can just sleep on the floor." Louis proclaimed. "Or, Zayn and I can just share a bed," Maria tried to hide her eagerness, but I saw through it. "Okay, not it for sharing a room with them," I mumbled. "We can share a room," Niall spoke quietly to where only I could hear him. I smiled and nodded, "Sure, I don't mind."

Niall attempted to carry my things, but I wouldn't let him. I groaned slightly as I realized sharing a room with Niall probably wasn't the smartest thing for me to do. We unlocked our hotel room and put away our things. "Are you going to want to stay up a little longer or go straight to bed?" Niall questioned. I chewed my lip. I was tired from not getting much sleep-due to the nightmares I'd been getting, so I wanted to go to bed now. But, I was afraid that if I did go to sleep now, I'd have another Liz-related nightmare. Niall cocked an eyebrow, waiting for an answer, so I shrugged. "Up to you," I murmured. He nodded and studied my expression closely. "I think we should go to sleep now. You look tired." I agreed, grabbed my things, stole the bathroom to change, and got ready for bed. I came out with my hair in a messy bun, dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top. Niall got ready for bed then we were both laying in our beds, only 7 feet away from each other.

"Did I do something to upset you or something? It seems like things between us have changed.." My eyes widen and I avoid looking over towards him. "What? No, you didn't do anything wrong at all. I've just been.. feeling a bit off today. I think I just need to sleep, and I'll be better in the morning." I heard him roll over in bed, possibly facing away from me now. "Okay, Good night then," he uttered in which I returned.

2:36 am. Only three hours of sleep, and I was already waking up from the nightmare. I turned my head to see if Niall was awake, but he was asleep. I sighed to myself then laid in the darkness, left alone with my thoughts. I tossed and turned, attempting to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. After 7 minutes of doing this, I heard a raspy Irish accent. "Can't sleep?" he asked then rolled over to look at me. "Oh, sorry, did I wake you up?" "Yeah, but it's okay." I licked my dry lips and before I knew it, the words came out of my mouth, "Can you come lay with me?" There was a moment of complete silence before I heard Niall climb out of his bed and into mine. He was only wearing a pair of boxers. No t-shirt, no pants, just boxers. My breath hitched as I felt his body close the gap between us. One of his arms wrapped around my waist to hold me close to him. "Is this okay?" he asks, the raspy-ness still in his voice. I completely forgot about the nightmares and Liz for a split moment, wanting nothing but to at least kiss Niall.

I nod my head, not being able to find the words to explain that it was more than okay. I turned around and faced him, barely able to see his face in the darkness. I focused my eyes on looking at his face in the dark, and then I realized that we were both leaning in. Right before our lips could touch, he pulled away and pressed his lips to my forehead. I smiled to myself, then pulled away to rest my head on his chest. His grip on my waist tightened as he attempted to pull me closer, and I heard him whisper, "Good night, beautiful." Within minutes, I was asleep.