Malibami / 1d

chapter thirty one

"Can I come in again?" A knock on the door made me look up from my dresser. "Wait." I groaned, looking through my drawers to search for my sweatpants. "I'll just close my eyes!" Niall whined, banging his fist on the door. "Just wait a few seconds longer, you whiney boy." I laughed, rummaging through my dresser drawers. "I don't feel like waiting anymore." 

I rolled my eyes, finally noticing my basic black sweatpants and putting them on. I walked over to my bed and picked up the cropped tank top I wore as a pajama top. I tied the drawstring of the sweats and walked over to my mirror. I looked fine, honestly a little bit like a train wreck but let's not forget that Niall had seen me worse.

Then I walked over to the door and opened it to see Niall standing there, already in his sweatpants and t-shirt, about to knock on the door again. "You have zero patience." I said, staring at him with my straightest face. Niall just chuckled and followed me inside my room. 

I walked over to my desk to turn off the last few lights, my room was dark except for my the little lamp on my bedside table that was still burning. I picked up my phone and walked over to my bed where Niall was sitting on the bedside. 

I picked up the duvet cover and crawled in to the bed. I took my phone one last time, noticing it was already one in the morning, I looked over to Niall to see he was doing the exact same so I took some more time.

I opened Snapchat to see pictures of Ali, Harry and Louis who were having a sleepover with the three of them, they really were like the three musketiers. I waited for Niall to slip in to the bed next to me and sat closer to him.

We shot a selfie to send back, Niall stuck his tongue out and I held up a peace sign. I laughed while staring at the picture. Niall chuckled as well and then looked back to his own phone again. I typed 'goodnight' and sent it back to Ali. I put my phone down on my nightstand and laid down on my back again.

"Do you mind if I took off my t-shirt? I always sleep without one." I turned my head to stare at Niall who was still sitting up. "I don't mind." I smiled, then turning my head to stare up at the ceiling again.

Niall slipped off his t-shirt and then laid down as well, a few inches of empty space between us.

"I guess goodnight then," I said before rolling on to my side, more space between us. I reached over to my nightstand to turn off my little light. "Night," he whispered back. My back was now facing him and my heart started beating faster when the anxious thoughts started coming back. 

"Okay never mind." I said after a few minutes, getting up and sitting with my back against the headboard. Niall opened his eyes and looked at me, then at my body and then back at me. 

I pulled my legs up to my chest, closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Niall got up as well and sat down next to me. Turning his body so he was facing me. The few beams of light that slipped through my curtains was enough for me to see the little twinkle in his eyes and his silhouette. 

"Lil." He said before a sob escaped from my throat. 

"I'm sorry for being such an emotional mess, I just feel so scared and anxious the entire time." I replied, holding my head in my hands. "You're not an emotional mess." He replied, putting his arm around me and pulling me in to his side. "I am, you can't disagree with that." I spoke whilst wiping away my tears.

"Okay, you're emotional. But who blames you after everything that happened?" Niall said. I just stayed quiet for a while, not knowing what to say. Him being here was already better than being alone. But I couldn't ask all of this from him, it made me feel guilty. "I'm sorry for basically keeping you hostage, you can leave if you want." I said, getting out of his soft grip and trying to get back to my side of the bed.

"No, no, it's fine, come on." He said, grabbing my hands and pulling me in to his lap. I let out a sigh and laid my head on his chest whilst his arms were wrapped around my waist. 

I felt so comfortable with Niall, even though his chest was bare and I was wearing a crop top with sweats, I couldn't care less that his hands touched me, I didn't care that he saw me without makeup, with hair that was greasy, the only thing I cared about was that he was here, holding me and keeping me safe.

My hand placed itself on his bare chest and I nuzzled my head in to the crook of his neck, closing my eyes again.

"I don't know where I'd be without you." I mumbled. "Let's not think about that." Niall said, pulling me closer and placing his chin on top of my head. We sat there for a while until Niall started getting cold. "Let's lie down again, yeah?" He asked, making me look up and stare in to his eyes. I couldn't help but focus my stare on his lips for a second before looking back in to his eyes. He totally noticed that happening and bit his lip.

I nodded, getting off his lap so he could lay down on his side again. I wasn't sure how or where to lie so I just waited until he was comfortable enough and he'd motion for me to come lay with him. He put his hands on my waist, his fingertips cold on my exposed skin, making me shiver. Then he pulled me back in to his chest and he wrapped his arms around me again.

We were staring at each other a few seconds before I moved my head and placed it against his chest. I wrapped my arms around his waist and tangled our legs in each other. He was rubbing soft circles on the exposed skin on my back, making me nuzzle my head more in to his chest. A soft smile now played on my lips. 

It was quiet for a bit and before I realised, Niall had stopped rubbing the tiny circles. I looked up, seeing his eyes were now closed and soft snores came out of his slightly opened mouth. I smiled, he looked really sweet. 

I put by head back down and closed my eyes, dozing off in to my slumber not too late afterwards. This was the first night I slept well without interruptions.