NIGHT CHANGES (n.h)

Niall *

The vibration of your phone rings, awakening you. You groan, rolling over reaching at the device lazily, the thought of looking at the screen to see who's calling never crossing your mind. "Huh?" You answer groggily, still half asleep.

"Babe!" A very familiar, but highly unknown voice at the moment, shouts into the phone.

"Hm?" You hum.

"You still asleep? Its half past twelve!"

"Hmm."

"Oh God, were you up all night watching The Walking Dead again?"

"Hmm..."

"Why the hell do you keep humming?..Hellooo??"

"Hmm-yeahh.." You reply still not fully awake.

"Wake up! I'm coming to pick you up in an hour. So get your lazy arse up!"

(Click)

"Yeah..yeah Mom...the oven is in the turkey...." You mumble in response, falling back into a deep slumber as your phone slips from your hand and onto the bedroom floor.

Later you wake up feeling good, as you sit up, stretching. You yawn, getting out of bed dragging your feet along the carpet into the bathroom. You start to brush your teeth then, wash your face. After thats done, you walk over to your night stand in search for your phone, which is not where you remember leaving it.

"What the hell?" You mumble, frowning as your eyes scan your bed. You pat all around, lifting one of the pillows, finding a couple skittles underneath. This brings a smile to your face as you pick them up reminding you of a few nights ago, when you and-

A glowing light, catches your eye, bringing you out of your thoughts as you realize it's your phone lying on the ground halfway underneath the bed.

"There you are." You mumble. You gape at the number of missed calls and messages from your boyfriend, on the screen. You look at the time that read 8:30 on your phone an gasp feeling your heart stop. "Oh no." You mumble. "I slept through the whole day?!" You, frantically call him, growing frustrated as the ringing continues. "Please don't be mad at me, please don't be mad at me.." You beg silently waiting for him to answer, as you pace your room.

"Hello?" His thick accent spoke through the phone just as you trip over one of your shoes. "Crap!" You shout, regaining your balance.

"Babe?"

"Niall. Oh my God..I am so so so so sorry." You cry.

"It's fine." His voice low.

"No it isn't! I slept through the day, and missed our date! Its not okay." You whine. "And your mad at me. I can tell."

"Darling. Relax. Its fine, I'm not mad at you babe. I was a little earlier, but its been hours since then. And within those hours I realized that you must've been really tired for you to have slept as long as you did." He chuckles.

You sigh. "So your not mad?"
"Were you just listening to me woman?!" He chuckles. "I said I'm not anymore."

A small smile forms on your lips. "What're you up to?" Niall asks, noises in the background, and sounds of cabinets slamming shut, giving away that he's in the kitchen.

"Well, I literally just woke up like half an hour ago." You tell him holding the phone against your shoulder, while taking your hair out of its bun.

"Sooo?"

"Soo, I'm not doing anything." You chuckle.

"Well your talkin' to me! Thats something." He laughs.