Chapter 20
"Y/n! Y/n! Wake up!" I hear Niall's voice calling me. I open my eyes and realize they are filled with tears. I sit up, all the sheets were messed up.
"What happened?" I ask still half asleep.
"You were crying and rolling around saying no repeatedly." says Niall.
"I think you were having a nightmare." he adds. I was, we were at the airport, saying goodbye and Niall wouldn't let go of me. We were both bawling our eyes out.
"No! I can't leave her again!" he was yelling at the guys. He woke me up right as he was about to finally kiss me goodbye. Niall looked at me, noticing I was recollecting my dream.
"You wanna talk about it babe?" he asks.
"No, not really." I say. I lean towards him and kiss his soft lips. I get up and throw on a pair of Niall's sweatpants.
"You always look sexy in my clothes." he says smiling at me.
I just giggle and say, "Thats why I wear them." We walk out and I see Harry cooking breakfast. I tie my hair up into a messy bun and help him cook. We eat and Zayn notices my neck.
"Jeeze Niall, looks like you haven't laid off of Y/n's neck since she got here." he says.
"Oh no. You shouldn't seen it before you guys got here." I say giggling.
"Why Niall?" asks Liam in a suspicious voice. Niall just smiles at me and shakes his head. If he wasn't gonna tell them, I will.
"Niall told me that when he sees his love bites on my neck, it turns him on." I say. The guys laugh and look at Niall. He was giving me a look like I betrayed him. I just smile at him and he can't help but smile back.
"Hey, it turns me on too when I see mine on El." says Louis. Niall looked a little relieved.
"You know I'm gonna have to get you for that right?" Niall asks, giving me a sexy smile. I just smirk like honestly how is he gonna 'get' me for that? Harry gives me a cheeky smile as we finish cooking and start eating breakfast. I sit next to Zayn because I didn't want to get 'got' while eating. Louis turns on the TV and we watch the soccer game. It was Ireland vs. Italy and we weren't doing so well. All the guys were yelling at the TV and it was quite funny. More entertaining than the actual game. I finish eating, put my plate in the dishwasher, and clean up the kitchen, hearing the boys still yelling at the TV, trying to yell at the referee, which wasn't really working.
"He can't hear you!" I yell into the living room and giggle to myself, their so funny. Liam walks in the kitchen and puts his plate away. I smile at him and he hugs me.
"What was that for?" I ask.
"I don't know. I just you might need a hug..." he says.
"Actually, I kinda do. Especially from this morning...." I say. We both sit up on the counter and I tell him my nightmare. Liam just looks at me in sympathy.
"It's ok. I know you saw the video but you know, he did that a lot." he says.
"Well thanks for making me feel better." I say sarcastically. He just looks at me and smiles.
"I think he proposed to you because he doesn't want to feel like that, and if he does, then he knows that it's not forever and that one day.....with me being the best man of course....he will marry you." he says.
"Yeah, I guess it will be the same for me too. Its just my bed would feel so empty without him and I would just hug and smell his jacket at night." I say. Liam puts his arm around my shoulders.
"It won't be like this forever." he says assuringly.
"Well I hope so..." I sigh. We both get off the counter and I finish cleaning. I hear the guys cheering, I guess Ireland won. Niall runs into the kitchen, wraps his arms around my waist and twirls me.
"We WON!" he says excitedly. I was right, they won. Niall sets me down and kisses me passionately. He pulls me closer to him, deepening the kiss. I let go and take his hand, leading into our room. I shut the door and lay on Niall. I kiss him deeply and start trailing kisses down his neck, leaving little love bites. I hear Niall sigh a little and I smile as I kiss back up to his lips. He rolls us he's on top and slides his hands to my hips. His hands we strong and warm on my skin. He brushes his lips against mine, trying to tease me. 'I guess this is him "getting" me' I think as he just smiles at me. He touches my nose with his and just stays there, our lips centimeters apart. Ok, now I was tempted. I try to kiss him and he pulls back, smiling. I kiss his neck and smile at him, I know his weaknesses. I kiss his neck again and he lifts my chin and kisses my lips. 'Gotchya' I say in my head and smile into the kiss. Niall and I let go and he rolls off of me.
"Hey, we need to do your hair today." I say. I was excited to dye his hair.
"Oh yeah. Let's do it now." he says. We get up and go into the bathroom. He sits on the toilet seat as I go through the steps on the box. I put the dye in his hair and fifteen minutes later....
"Wha la!" I say and it looked really good after I rinsed his hair.
He smils at me, "Nice job. I'm blonde again." he says. We clean up the bathroom and walk to the guys.
"Good job y/n." says Louis.
"Yeah, it looks good." says Zayn, giving Niall a cheeky smile. We sit on the couch and cuddle up to each other. I put my head on his chest and we watch more soccer, like this morning wasn't loud enough.....
