Thanks to my traveling all night and then spending all day at Niall's parents house without him I end up taking a shower, going to bed early, and sleeping in extremely late. By the time I wake up it is one in the afternoon. I'm starving and well aware of the fact that I am in Niall's bedroom. I pull myself from his bed and look around the room. You could never tell it is Niall's room. It looks generic. Clearly a stranger decorated this room as a guest room. I hate it. I miss Niall's real room. The dark contrasting with the bright windows.
I miss him.
We are in the same house and yet my heart aches for him. Knowing that I have feelings for him, but can't trust him is excruciating. I close my eyes in frustration. I may not be able to have Niall forever, but I get him now. I might as well enough it while I can. In a small amount of time I will have my story and will leave. Niall is desperate and I will be able to pull anything from him. I need to take every opportunity I have to enjoy him before he is gone.
I climb out of bed and over to my suitcase that Niall brought for me. I pull out clean clothes and set them on the bed. I grab my straightener and make up and walk into the bathroom. The only good thing about this room is that it has a bathroom connected to it. I move as fast as I can to straighten my hair and to put my makeup on. Even though I'm about to go downstairs and eat I grab my toothbrush and brush my teeth as well. I quickly put on my black skinny jeans, a tight white shirt with a light pink cardigan over it, and I slide on my white shoes.
I grab my phone and slide it into my back pocket and make my way downstairs. The entire house is completely quiet, which makes me nervous. I look in the living room, but it is empty. I walk into the kitchen and it is also empty. However, I find a white piece of paper propped up against the vase of fake flowers that are meant to be the centerpiece. I pick up the note and read:
Ronnie,
Out golfing with Greg. Not going to be long. Eat some food and come find me or wait for me. I will be happy with either one.
-Niall
P.S there is a sandwich in the fridge for you.
-Maura
Maura got me a sandwich? I think that's progress, at least I hope so. I really don't want her to dislike me. I know Niall said Bobby does like me, but I don't believe it. It would be nice to have a good relationship with one of the parents.
I walk over to the fridge and pull out a large sandwich wrapped in white paper. I was expecting a wimpy Subway sandwich, but this sandwich I'm looking at is huge. As I unwrap the sandwich I find homemade bread huge slices of turkey and cheese. I can't miss the lettuce, tomatoes, and cucumbers. I'm guessing those toppings were Niall's idea. I'm not a big fan of cucumbers, but since I'm in a hurry I leave them on. I take a big bite and taste the mayonnaise and mustard that are apparently on it. This is probably the best sandwich I have had. Sadly, I can only eat half of the sandwich before I am full. I wrap the sandwich back up and set it in the fridge.
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