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Chapter [7]

"Sidney wake up" I hear a brithish voice. Tommy.

I didnt think twice of what I just did. I throw the blankets off of me and fall off the couch. I land on my back and let out a groan with my eyes closed.

I open them fast and see that Niall isnt on the couch anymore and see Tommy with a confused look.

I quickly get up and dust myself off.

"What the hell was that" Tommy says

"Nothing j-just got s-scared" I lied.

I truly thought that he would see me with Niall, a boy, sleeping with me on the couch and freak.

I scartch my neck and look at Tommy. He still has a confused looked on his face. I would too, if I was him.

"Erm.. ok, can we talk" He asks

I nod and follow him to the kitchem. We both sit down and looked at each other for awhile, I finally gave him the start talking look.

After about 20 mins of him talking about he going on a trip with his friends for a week, he finally stops talking.

"Oh so your leaving me here again to go on a trip" I snap

"Yeah but its important Sid" He says

"If you mean going out to get drunk and get laid by a slut then yeah its totally important" I say annoyed

"Im sorry Sid bu-"

"Bye Tommy" I cut him off and run up the staires.

I heard Tommy say stuff but I just ignored him. He always does this, he always goes out with his stupid friends and comes back at midnight. He does it almost everyday and never spends time with me. Me and Tommy were always close till he turned 20. He thinks he can do whatever he wants.

I get to my room and open the door, first thing I see was a sleeping Niall. He looked really cute, and his light snores were too. I smile to myself  and make my way to him.

I knew this was gonna be rude but I get close to my bed and admire him sleeping. He did look cute but its time for me to ruin it.

Next thing I knew, I was on top of Niall making loud noises to wake him up. I stared jumping on him screaming stuff like "Niall Horan you can now wake up" or "Mr. Irish boy wake up" or even my favorite "Lazy arse get up" Kept repeating myself and jumping.

Before I can do anything of that again, I felt two hands grab my wrist and throw me off, laying me on the bed.

By now I was pinned on the bed with Niall now on top of me with his eyes still shut.

"Will you please shut up and let me sleep" He says still with his eyes shut.

I kept giggling as he still had his hands on my wrist above my head, with his eyes shut.

"Open your eyes" I say.

He shakes his head and a smirks grows on his face. I swear this irish blonde was gonna be the death of me.

"You dont get food thats downstaires then" I lie

His eyes shoot open and get off of me and leave the room. As I got up, I see him running down the hall.

I started laughing when he did all that. I knew he was gonna be mad when he finds out there's no food.

I ran downstairs and I see him sitting at the table with his head in his arms.

"Awe Niall whats wrong?" I walk to the table.

He doesnt respond.

Just then, he sniffs.