Hello, Mr. Impossible

Chapter 25

HAI GUISE. I ATE SOME CHICKEN POT PIE TODAY AND I L-O-V-E-D IT. But now I have a sore on my tongue because it was hot.. :(

Anyways, here's next chapter. OH EM GEE! I FORGOT TO MENTION THE WINNERS OF OUR AMAZAYN CONTEST THINGY.

Yeah.. so.. because I am SO classy.. I put every name into a baseball hat, closed my eyes, and drew three names. Here they are.... :D

xoBeYoutifulox as Harry Styles future girlfriend! :D *round of applause*

SMILE_its_rachel as Ariella's future good/best/fabulous friend! :D /possible romance, not sure yet!/ *round of applause*

I had a third person, but unfortunately they deleted there account for reasons I don't understand, so I had to draw a new winner as Zayn's girlfriend. :) And that person isssssssss.........

unicornskye! :D

I'm sorry if I don't choose you, and I'll find a way to give you a small part in my story! Who knows? You might have part in Book Two! :D

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I eyes felt heavy as I rested my head on Niall's shoulder, staring up at the dark sky. I tried blinking, but I was much too tired. Or it could be the fact that if felt like I had ten pounds of makeup casually resting on my eyelids. I tilted my head softly, looking up at Niall. He had his eyes fixed on the road, but even I could see that he was growing drowsy.

"I-I can . . . d-drive . . . the  . . ." I slurred, raising my hand weakly and letting it flop down on to my chest. Niall lets his eyes linger on me for two seconds before returning them back to the road. He just chuckles and with one hand; brushes my hair from my face.

"Thanks . . . do you like . . . like . . . unicones?" I stammered, tugging my knees up to my chest to preserve the little amount of heat still clinging on to me. I feel Niall's eyes on me, and I could only guess that he was giving me a strange look.

"It's unicorns, El. Not unicones." Niall corrects, cackling loudly. His laugh sounded slightly strained; probably because he was tired; but I didn't mind. At this point, all that mattered was sleeping, but there was one thing I could put ahead of that.

Niall.

"Unicorns don't have corn on their heads, do they? They have cones on their heads, duh." I drawl sarcastically, snuggling my head into the crook of Niall's neck. Niall begins chuckling again, although he sounds like a dying whale.

"Ella, are you high or drunk? Anyways, why don't you just sleep? We'll back home soon . . ."

That's all he needed to say. Before long, I was asleep, feeling like Niall and I were two puzzle pieces that fit with each other perfectly.

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Stupid sun.

I twist to my side, feeling Niall's warm breath on my neck. I instinctively wrap my arms around his torso and lift me knees into his lower stomach. His warmth spreads through me, and soon I'm drifting back to sleep when my phone blares off.

Well, who needs sleep when you have people texting you at five in the morning?

Muttering incoherently, I snatch my phone from the skinny jeans I had worn yesterday, and see I have one new text from my Mom.

From Mom:

Hey Ari, I just wanted to check on you.

Weird, she was usually perky and overly annoying. Quizzically, I respond to her text as optimistically as I can.

To Mom:

Good. Some complications, but all is sorted out. How are you?? :)