A Month in Bora Bora

Chapter 4: The Beach, Seafood, and the Boy With the Curls

Slivers of sunlight shone through the curtains. Yawning, I rolled over to find I was the only one in bed. I stumbled in the hall not realizing that I was only in my underwear and a loose tank top.

"Niall?" I whispered loudly.

I didn't see him anywhere. Louis was sprawled out on the couch and I assumed the other boys were in their rooms. My stomach growled, reminding me that I was hungry. Finding Niall would have to wait until after I ate breakfast. Or more like lunch, I slept in so late. I was so blessed and lucky to even be here, the least I could do was cook the boys a meal. One thing about me: I love to cook. Plus, if I wanted to find Niall, the smell of food would bring him to me. After looking through the cabinets and fridge, I decided on making lettuce wraps. While the teriyaki chicken was cooking, the boys started coming out of their rooms.

Louis rolled over on the couch. "What is that uh-mazing smell?!"

Zayn and Liam came to join Louis in the living room.

I laughed. "I'm making lettuce wraps. I thought you guys might be hungry?"

Harry walked to the refrigerator wearing only his boxers. As a fan of One Direction, I knew it wasn't unusual for Harry to be practically naked. I caught myself staring at his fit body, almost burning the chicken.

"Shit!" I murmured and moved the pan to an unheated burner.

"Here, let me help." Harry took some pieces of lettuce and starting putting the chicken on them.

I walked over to the cabinets and reached up to get plates down, when I heard Harry snickering.

I turned to face him with a confused look. "What?"

"Where is your pants?"

He was laughing harder now, as well as the other boys.

Zayn yelled, "Way to go, Harry! I was enjoying her bum until you ruined it!"

The laughing got louder. Embarrassed, I pulled my tank top down to cover my bottom.

"You guys are assholes!" I yelled as I ran into mine and Niall's room, putting on a pair of sweats. Thinking about Niall, I realized I still didn't know where he was. I sauntered back into the kitchen, but by now the boys were done with their laughing.

"Hey, do any of you know where Niall is??"

Judging by the looks on their faces, they didn't.

Liam asked, "Did you check the bathroom?"

And then it hit me. Why the hell didn't I check the bathroom first?

"Oh! Thanks Liam!" I hurried to the bathroom.

And of course, there was Niall curled up by the toilet.

"Niall."

He groaned. "What time is it?"

"Noon. I made you lunch, come on get up."

He slowly stood up and I could tell he didn't feel well. I only felt a little sympathy for him, remembering how he acted last night. As everyone was eating, I asked what the plans were for the day.

Louis answered, "I was thinking about going to the beach and maybe a restaurant afterwards. No drinking today though, I'm still a bit hungover."

"I'm not going anywhere today. I can barely move without getting nauseous." Niall replied.

I knew I should stay here with him, being his girlfriend and all, but it's not my fault that he got so drunk. And I actually wanted to explore the place and enjoy this vacation.