London Calling

Chapter Eleven

A/N: Hey guys, I’ve decided to put a little twist on this chapter because I thought there needed to be a little more drama so I hope you all enjoy it.

Kady

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Chapter eleven

 

 

 

 

I rolled over and nuzzling my face into Niall, taking in a long breath inhaling his sweet scent. I wrapped my arms around him pulling him closer to me as I took in another satisfying breath, letting the smell fill my lungs, making me feel a little light headed. As I smiled I tightened my arms around Niall’s waist but feeling my arms collapse together. I opened my eyes to see that I had been hugging my pillow with Niall’s Ramones shirt resting next to it, I sighed and sat up, going over everything that had happened in the past 24 hours. I looked down at the little metal clover and smiled, things would be better today, you always feel better after a good night sleep. 

 

I laid back down listening out to see if Niall was up yet. I couldn’t hear anything so I got up and walked over to my door, opening it as quietly as possible. I peered my head out of my bedroom door, looking down the hall into the kitchen. I smiled at myself when I saw Niall standing there eating. His sweet face in the morning was priceless, his messy blonde hair and that morning smell. But my favourite thing about him in the mornings was his voice; his accent was slightly thicker when he was sleepy. If only he didn’t stand there so awkwardly, he wasn’t his cheery self this morning and I felt worried when he put down his piece of toast and sighed. I have come to learn that Niall and food weren’t two separate things, they were more one thing. I laughed quietly to myself at my thought. I looked back at Niall and felt sad as he sat down at the dining table with his head in his hands, I felt a ray of hope when Niall looked back up at his toast but that quickly vanished when he stood up pushing the chair into the table harshly, storming out of the kitchen. I quickly shut my door quietly and listened to Niall’s footsteps as they approached my door. I heard Niall stop out the front of my room and listened harder, I heard him rest his head against my door and sigh. His footsteps faded away and I heard his bedroom door shut. I slid down my door and sat on the ground feeling sorry for myself.

 

What had I done, I mean, I know that he was worried about me but to still be mad at me for that. It was a mistake.

 

I walked back over to my bed sitting down. I reached over a grabbed my phone from my bedside table, turning it on expecting to see a message from Lou... but I had nothing.  I jumped off my bed and went into the bathroom, searching through my clothes to find the little silver camera still in the pocket of my hoodie. I turned it on and looked through the photos of Lou and me. They made me smile as I saw the now memories we had created on the little screen. I felt better after looking through my camera and decided that I was feeling a little hungry seeings I didn’t have dinner last night.