You were awoken by a sudden rumble downstairs, followed by heavy footsteps and some inaudible groans which was strange because as far as you knew, you were the only one in the house. Feeling scared, you grabbed a wooden baseball bat from the far corner of your room before slowly opening the door and making your way down the stairs dressed in just your underwear and a long, army green coloured t-shirt.
You were tiptoeing down the staircase when suddenly the dark figure made its way towards the light switch, revealing a very drunk and groggy Niall.
"(Y/N)!" He shrieked in a slurred Irish accent.
"Niall! You scared me! Never do that again!" You yelled, dropping the weapon to run over and wrap your arms around him, a sudden wave of relief rushing over you.
"Why didn't you go back to your apartment?" You asked, watching as Niall stumbled around helplessly.
"I wanted to see you," He said, causing a smile to light up your face.
Niall was such an affectionate drunk that it made you giggle sometimes, listening to his tipsy comments and feeling his warm embrace as he clung to your body throughout the night.
As Niall took a seat on your leather sofa, you crouched down to help him pull of his black, converse shoes, throwing them at the wall as you finished untying his laces.
"I love you princess, you look beautiful," He flattered you, making you grin.
"Alright," you laughed, taking his arm to assist him as he stumbled up the stairs and into your bedroom to get some rest which he desperately needed, judging by the dark circles underneath his eyes.
Niall pulled off his skinny jeans and tugged his arms out of the sleeves of his shirt, leaving him in just a pair of white boxers. He watched as you let your hair fall out of a tight ponytail, scanning your half-covered body with a dark lust filling his eyes.
"Not tonight Horan," you said firmly, knowing exactly what he was thinking.
He let out a sigh of disappointment before rolling into bed with you, his arms wrapping themselves tightly around your waist with your head resting comfortably on his chest.
"I love you," He stuttered, the alcohol still making its way around his system.
"I love you too Nialler," you replied as he placed sloppy kisses along your jawline, making you smirk softly whilst burying yourself further into his body.
It wasn't long until Niall had fallen into a deep slumber, quiet snores escaping him as his light breath brushed against your skin. You placed a hand above his stomach and listened to the patterns of his breathing before slowly drifting off into sleep, cosily bundled up in Niall's grasp.
