Love Life and Niall Horan

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"Should we wake them up?" A quiet voice whispered from beside my head.

"Yeah, I don't think I'm very happy about this." Another said, not caring about how loud it was.

"Oh come on. We all saw it coming."

"What are you talking about?!" I different one exclaimed.

"Well... You know."

"No, I really don't know."

"Everyone shut up!" I cried, my voice breaking slightly from just waking up.

It was so warm! It was freezing only last night.

"Oh now look what you've done."

"It wasn't me! It was you!"

"Nope!"

"Okay, everybody out. Now." I croaked.

"What about Niall?"

"What about him?" I groaned.

"Um, this?!" Liam cried, gesturing to beside me.

"Oh, right. He was afraid of the storm." I said, shrugging it off.

"So he came here?!" He cried.

"Um, yah. He said that you lot wouldn't let him sleep with you."

His face suddenly held a sheepish expression and he stood up, backing away from my bed, "Oh. Okay. Next time just tell him to sleep on the other side of the bed will you?"

"Woah! What?! I did." I promised, turning my head to look at Niall whose arm was resting casually over my shoulders and his head nestled into my neck.

I rolled my eyes before looking around the room at the three boys and asking, "Where's Harry?"

"Oh, we couldn't get him up." Zayn said.

I laughed slightly, "I'll try after I'm dressed, get out!"

"Good luck with that." Louis said before glaring at me and leaving the room.

"Wassup with him?" I asked.

"Dunno, come on Zayn. I want breakfast." Liam whined before exiting the room also.

"Urgh, lazy." Zayn said, before leaving also.

"Niall." I whispered, nudging his arm slightly.

"Hmm? What? Wh- oh..."

"Yeah. Come on, get up. I need you to help me get Harry up."

"Kay." He said, blushing slightly.

"Aww Niall!" I smirked, "Why are you blushing?"

"I'm not!" He denied.

"You must be turning into a tomato then." I laughed.

"Y-yeah, okay, I'm now a tomato."

"Shush. Tomato's don't speak."

He just laughed, staying where he was.

"Can you like, move?" I said awkwardly.

"Oh! Yeah. Sorry." He grinned, before removing his arm and climbing off the bed.

I moved my legs out from underneath the duvet and shivered at the sudden coldness, walking slowly over to my wardrobe.

I grabbed some skinny jeans and a pink Hollister polo before sighing in frustration.

"Where's my hoodie gone?!" I cried.

"Here," Niall said, throwing something at me, "I'm not gonna wear that today anways."