"Nelly!" Juliet called from the front room. I sighed as I ran my hands through my hair. After my "dream" I couldn't go back to sleep whatsoever! Damn you, Niall. I feel the need to hit him for that. It's not his fault, but I want it to be. I groaned as I stretched and made my way to the front room. "Yes ma'am?" "Can we go see One Direction?" She yelled as she smiled and ran over to me. I ran my free hand over my face as I stroked her hair with the other. "Uh, I'll check to see if they're at home." I told her before running up to my room to grab my phone.
Top of the mornin' to ya! xx
I covered my mouth as I laughed wildly. Niall. I shook my head as I tapped his name and raised my phone to my ear. "Hello?" His thick, happy, Irish accent came through. I held my half-smile and bit my nail, "Juliet wants to know if she can see you guys today?" Niall laughed, "Of course. Anything for you guys." He said. I smiled and yawned. "Ya' okay, darlin'? You sound sleepy." He said. I shook my head and waved it off, "I'm okay. I just couldn't go back to bed last night." I told him. "Me either. Well, maybe we'll be able to get a nap in, eh?" Niall said, a smile evident in his voice. I laughed, but actually pondered on the idea. We chatted for a while longer before Juliet barged through the doors and demanded to go see the boys - which Niall heard and laughed about. After hanging up, I immediately took a quick shower, threw on the necessities and a white sweatshirt with a pair of white shorts. "Hurry up, Nelly!" Juliet yelled. I rolled my eyes, but smile. I wasn't taking so long because I was punching myself in the face with makeup - I only wore some eyeliner, but because I take exceptionally long showers. She hates that.
As we pulled up to our destination, I made Juliet go knock on the door. "Letti!" Zayn yelled as he smiled and picked her up, twirling her around. I held a light smile as I exited my car and walked up to the door. "Hey, Penny." Zayn said as he shook my hand. "I'd hug you, but you can't just get rid of Letti." He said. I laughed and nodded. "Your lover's here, Niall!" Louis yelled. My eyes widened as my thoughts went back to last night-slash-this morning. I tucked a stray curl into my bun and entered the house behind Zayn. "Shut up!" Niall yelled as he ran down the stairs. He blushed as he looked at me, "Hi, Penelope." I smiled and nodded to him, unable to talk due to the yawn that espaced my mouth. "Um, why don't you go take a nap?" Louis offered. "Yeah, go ahead. I don't mind. My bed's upstairs." Niall said. I smiled sleepily and shook my head. I needed to keep an eye on Juliet. "She'll be fine." Louis promised as he rubbed my shoulder. I stared at him for a quick moment before following Niall. "Nothing better happen. I know how to use a gun and I'm licensed." I threatened, no trace of a smile on my serious face. I could tell I scared him as he quickly walked away. Niall chuckled as he shook his head and jogged up the stairs.
"And this is where the magic goes on." Niall said as he opened his bedroom door. "I don't think your hand counts as 'magic'." I joked. He laughed until he was red in the face, which made me laugh. "Do you mind if I nap with ya'?" Niall asked as we both had calmed down. I shrugged and waited for him to tell me to sit. When he didn't and just laid in the bed, I took a spot next to him. "Do you mind if I hold you? It gets sort of chilly in here." Niall asked, his face completely red. Liar. I smirked and nodded in response. He could have chosen to use to blanket and snuggle under that. Sooner than later, I was in a deep sleep.
I gasped and my eyes flew open, "I'm so sorry, Niall." I said in a rush as I jumped off of the bed and to his side. "You've got quite the claw, don't ya'?" Niall joked as he held his arm that was bleeding due to the sinking of my nails into his skin as I slept. I bit my lip. "Want to explain?" He asked, a hint of humor still dancing in his eyes. I frowned and shook my head. He nodded and walked over to a door in the other side of the room. It was a bathroom. I followed him to the sink. "Atleast let me help." I mumbled. "Do you always randomly stab people with your nails in your sleep, Penelope?" He asked. I glared at him through the mirror. "Are you always an asshole about stuff?" I retorted. His green eyes hardened and his face reddened as he looked away and began tending to his injured arm. "I'm just trying to make sure you're okay."
