Suddenly Falling (Niall Horan FanFic) (Slow updates)

Chapter 9

I was surrounded by black. Everything was black, As far as I know, that’s what I remembered. And, oh being blindfolded before I got lost in my senses.

Yep. That’s pretty much it.

My head pounded in pain as I was trying to sit up from the very comfortable thing that hugged me. Wait, what is this? Oh it’s a couch.

Half of me was still asleep. Maybe not even half. Probably three fourths of me was still dull. And the whole of my brain is probably still drunk. Not that I had drinks or something.

I looked around and I was in a room with gray walls and not much lightings. Mother of all that’s holy please don’t hurt me.

“Thank goodness you’re awake!” Some dude sat on the couch. I couldn’t tell, like I said my brain is still drunk.

I tried talking but my throat felt like it had thorns in it.

“Here’s a glass of water.” He handed me a glass of water from the table beside the couch. I got it and chugged on the water. Much better now.

“Are you feeling better?” The dude asked.

Two fourths of me is now awake.  Thank you water. I looked at the dude beside me. NO SHIT.

“What happened?” I asked.

“I don’t know. Someone rang our bell and you were there, laid unconscious on the ground.” He said with his always hot Irish accent.

Maybe I really got kidnapped. Or someone is playing tricks on me.

“Is my bag here?” I asked. I needed to contact Daniel or Kathryn. Maybe they were looking for me.

“Sorry babe. When I found you, there was no bag.” He said.

Maybe I got mugged.

“Uhhm, okay.” Half of my brain is now trying to wake up.

“How was the interview?” I asked him.

“It was alright. The usual questions.”

There was silence as I tried to asses my brain if it was really awake. I put my hands on my lap, and felt my skin.

WAIT. Why can I feel my skin?! I remember wearing pants. Yes I was wearing pants.

“Uhh, Niall?”

“Yes?”

“Why am I wearing a dress?” I asked.

“What? You were wearing that when I found you.”

“I was wearing jeans when I left the house.” I felt so… dirty. Eeeeeeeee.

“Well this is not good.” That’s all you have to say?

I stood up from the couch, and I felt bit taller, and went to full length mirror, situated on the other side of the room.

The dress I was wearing now was a cream colored coated high neck dress and my shoes were beige strappy patent heels. Explains why I felt taller.

“At least the person who changed my clothes has style.” I looked on the positive side.

“Probably has.” He smiled, he was still seated on the couch texting someone.

“Speaking of style. Where are the other boys?” I asked him.

“They’re out.” He simply said.

“Hey, let’s not spoil your perfect outfit. Let’s have dinner out.” He suggested.

“Okay, but I need to contact my brother first.”