Trustworthy (Niall Horan fanfic)

Chapter 7

Trustworthy- Chapter 7

As Niall was unlocking the door to his flat, I was standing impatiently beind him. Niall seemed to be having a hard time with the keys. It took Niall seven tries to get into his flat. Once we were inside he took my hand and was dragging me down the hall. He stopped at a door half way down the all and stepped inside bringing me with him.

Niall closed the door to his bedroom behind me and placed me up against the door, his hands on either side of me on the wall. Before I had time to think about what I was doing Niall was bringing his face toward mine and in the next instant his lips were on mine. Barely any time had passed and I didn't even have to think about kissing him back. Before long, his tongue was playing along my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I let his tongue in and let it roam my mouth, not tryin to gain dominance in the least.

The kiss became really heated and it was no longer classified as a regular kiss. We were full on making out. Niall's hands roaming my waste and slipping under my shirt. I broke the kiss, not wanting to let things go any further than they already had. Niall and I are both drunk and I'm trusting someone so easily, yet again.

I just promised myself not to let Niall in so easily and here I was already breaking that promise. I needed to stop this, whether or not my drunken self wanted to.

Niall leaned in again, thinking that I stopped the kiss just to catch my breathe. I slipped under his arms and made my way over to a different wall. I wanted to do this with Niall, believe me I do, but not when we are both drunk.

Niall walked over to where I was and stumbled and tripped on his own feet. As Niall was laying on the ground, I walked over to him and sat him up. I felt bad that I had more of an idea about what I was doing than he did. I was hoping Niall wouldn't remember too much of the night, I don't want him to have to feel bad about any of his actions, when he was sober.

Niall seemed to have passed out. I some-what carried Niall to his bed and got his shoes off and put the blankets on him. I left the room and went to search for a blanket for myself so I could sleep on the couch. That's when I felt my phone vibrate.

I pulled out my phone and I had 10 new messages, all from the boys and Kirsten.

From Kirsten: Don't do anything you'll regret. I know how you get when your drunk.

From Kirsten: Carls, please be careful.

From Kirsten: Text me back when you get my messages. I don't want to have to deal with a pregnancy scare for our eighteenth birthdays.

To Kirsten: I'm at Niall's flat, he passed out, so I put him in his bed. We made out and I stopped it before anything else happened. I'm not as drunk as I thought I would be. Thanks for caring so much about me. :)

From LouBear: Babe, Niall probably doesn't know what he's doing. Don't let things get too far. I say this for your own good.

To LouBear: I stopped it before anything could happen. Thanks for looking out for me. I know you have good intentions. :)

From DaddyL: I don't know what went on and I don't really want to think about our little Nialler doing dirty things, but I hope it didn't happen for the sake of yours and Niall's feelings. Love you. :)

To DaddyL: It didn't get to 'that' point. I stopped it from happening before anything else occured.

From ZayntheVain: Use protection babe, don't let anything get out of control and to the point where you have to use protection, though.

To ZayntheVain: I didn't let it get that far. It's all good. Niall passed out and I'm looking for a blanket for myself. Do you know where they are by any chance?

From Hazza: Niall doesn't let girls in so easily, even when he's drunk. If he did anything with you, you must mean a lot to him. Even if he doesn't know it yet.

From Hazza: Please don't let things get too far with Niall, I know I'm usually the perv encouraging sexual stuff, but I know if Niall wants to do anything he wants it to be spontaneous and special.

From Hazza: Niall hasn't said anything about his feeling toward you and I'm not even sure if he knows how he feels. But I can see in his eyes that he really likes you and I can tell that you feel something for him as well. Be careful.

From Hazza: oh and use protection, you cheeky little bastards. (I had to)

To Hazza: Thanks so much. That's some of the best advice and support ever. I didn't let things get to the point of needing protection. Niall passed out and is sleeping in his bed.

To Hazza: oh and by the way, don't break Kirsten's heart or I'll break your face and shave off all your pretty little curls. I saw the way you were looking at her today. She deserves the best, be that for her or don't even try at all.

　

After reading and replying to all their texts, I was exhausted. No one text me back and I just assumed that they got my texts, that they all knew both Niall and I were fine. All of the boys gave such great advice. It seemed as if they genuinely cared about Niall. I hoped that is the case, Niall has some amazing friends and band mates.

I layed down on the couch after, finally, finding a blanket. I was out cold within minutes of laying down.

I remember my last thought being, I hope tomorrow isn't AS eventful as tonight was, before I was completely swept over with sleep.

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Author's Note: Sorry it was short. This is just a filler chapter. The next one will be longer and much more eventful. Read, Vote, Comment, and Fan. I love you people that are reading this! PEACE. LOVE. AND RUBBER GLOVES. (said in Mazzi Maz's awesomely sexy accent)

P.S. I love Maz!!