Under my skin

Chapter 23 - Who wouldn't say yes to Niall Horan?

*Author’s note*

OH MY GOSH THEY FINALLY GOT TOGETHER <3 SO HAPPY :D

but it is SOOO not over yet ;) we still have a journey to go on! There is going to be a heap more drama!!

Thanks so much to everyone who has been voting :')

Now, without further adieou... 

CHAPTER 23!!! :DDD

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Chapter 23 - @Julia_Golafshan (twitter)

*Niall’s POV*

By the time we got back to the hotel, Ivy was fast asleep, and I tried to carry her inside – it kind of failed, and she woke up.

I tried to apologize but she kept telling me it was okay, and we both walked up to our hotel, smiling at each other as we walked.

The funny thing is, it wasn’t awkward at all; I kept thinking I would stuff up the comfortable silence somehow, but I didn’t!

I managed to keep my cool, and when we got into the room, I was so, so shocked.

I had never seen the boys tidy up and clean ANYTHING as fast as they had cleaned our room.

It was what you might call a miracle.

“Wow!” Ivy stared in awe at the clean floors, and amazingly, the tidy loungeroom.

“Did you do all this for me?”

Instantly the boys started coughing and blushing, looking very embarrassed.

“What do you mean? We always have the place… this nice,” said Zayn, the worst liar out of us.

He was obviously trying to look cool, but it did not work; all the lads gave him a dirty look.

Ivy laughed, and the sound was so refreshing – straight away, everyone seemed a little bit more relaxed.

After we got all her stuff into our room, Ivy asked me if she could go to bed; I wasn’t expecting that she would go to sleep this early, but she must have had a very rough day.

Being in one of the top hotel rooms, we had a spare bedroom, and Ivy settled down there.

She got changed in one of the two bathrooms, and when she came out, she was dressed very stylishly in a onesie pajama suit.

I thought she looked adorable, and before she came and said good night to everyone, I told her I had to ask her something.

Though I hoped she would take the sunglasses off before I asked her if she would go out with me – that might be a little less intimidating.

“Of course you can talk to me! Is my room okay?” she asked, totally oblivious to what I was going to ask her.

“It’s fine, thanks love,” I nervously said, hoping my voice didn’t sound as silly as I felt. What if she said no? How could I tell the boys?

She sat on the bed, not taking her glasses off, but smiling at me, waiting for me to talk.

I took a deep breath, took off her glasses, and said…

“WHAT? What HAPPENED to your eyes Ivy?? Who did this??” I nearly shouted at her, and I saw her shrinking away from me – instantly I felt like a complete douchebag.

“I fell over, that’s all Niall! Please don’t yell at me…” her voice trailed off, and I felt absolutely awful.

“I’m so, so, so sorry, Ivy, I just freaked out, that’s all! Are you sure nobody hurt you?”

She laughed, and it sounded very sincere.

“Honestly, I’m just a complete klutz, and I fell over a stair at school, that’s ALL Niall!”

We both smiled at each other, and I shot up a megaprayer that I could start again with her.

“Well, now that we have that out of the way, could I please ask you something, what I was going to ask you before?”

“Absolutely, shoot!”

I looked straight into her beautiful green eyes, and said in what I hoped was a charming Irish accent; “Ivy, will you please do me the immense pleasure of becoming your boyfriend?”

*Ivy’s POV*

Tonight had been completely hectic, and I felt completely mortified that Niall had started to carry me in to the hotel when I was asleep – I must have made his arms feel like they were going to drop me!

Eugh, I just wish I wasn’t so heavy!

But when we got in, I got the shock of my life: their room was tidier than I had seen it any other day I had come in.

Zayn tried to pretend they hadn’t really tried, but he totally failed at being casual about it, and I knew they must have tried really hard to get the place looking so lovely.

I was touched, honestly I was, but I also felt like crap after the fight with dad.

After Niall assigned me a spare room – their apartment in the hotel was humungous – I went to the bathroom with a bunch of my stuff to get changed…

And also to cut.

My chest felt tight, and I just wanted to explode. I couldn’t cry in front of them, and I didn’t want to tell them what had happened either, so I just cut.

I know you probably think I’m some sort of sick freak, but it’s just how I get the pain out. Don’t judge me for being human.

After I finished my numerous cuts, and covered up everything, I put on my special onesie pajamas – these pajamas are special because they do not allow anyone to see my cuts.

I always wear them whenever I sleep over with someone, because who knows what people see when you sleep?

I felt extremely better afterwards; warm and tired, though, which is the best combination for sleep.

Before I did go to sleep, I had to talk to the boys, and thank them, and all those nice formalities.

I mean, who wouldn’t thank one direction for them allowing you to spend the night where they were??

But before I could, Niall asked to talk to me, and we went to my room.

He looked so cute and adorable, and I tried not to feel overcome by his cuteness.

But as I was looking into his eyes, he obviously wanted to look into mine – he reached towards me and grabbed my sunnies off my face!

I tried not to look to terrified, and very briefly I made up a story in my head about what had happened; I obviously wasn’t going to tell him the truth.

Thankfully, he believed me, and as I tried to calm my racing heart, I was mentally killing myself for being so stupid as to make him suspect anything.

What came out of his mouth was the last thing I was expecting to hear, “Ivy, will you please do me the immense pleasure of becoming your boyfriend?”

I opened my mouth, and then closed it, opened, then closed it, and then I finally shouted “YES!”

He had looked worried before, but when I said yes, his whole face just relaxed.

I don’t know what’s going to happen in the next few days and weeks, but hopefully with these boys and the most INCREDIBLE boyfriend in the world, I was going to be alright.

Now I just have to fangirl over the fact that I am now dating ONE OF THE BIGGEST POPSTARS FROM THE BIGGEST BOYBAND IN THE WORLD.

Ivy Gallaher, London girl, meets Niall Horan, Mullinger sweetheart.