The Intern

chapter 11

"Babe, baby. Wake up, please." a soothing voice pleads

My eyes flutter open and I see Niall right next to me. His face shows an emotion of relief. "Oh God, Lauren Riley. You're okay, you're okay."

I rub my eyes with my fingers and look around my room. I see a nervous curly haired boy sitting on my desk. "By the way my name is, Harry."

"Oh hey." I weakly smile

"Sweetheart, do you remember anything before blacking out?" Niall asks

I remember a dream. The dream a vividly remember. It was so real and the sad part is that it will probably happen.

"Niall?" I call throughout the house

I was planning on telling him about how I broke it off with Tanner and I was madly in love with him.

There was no response except a creaking. Why was there a creaking noise? I frown to myself and walk upstairs. Maybe he's taking a shower? That's probably it.

When I come across his room I hear noises. Noises that we make. Noises you would use having sex.

I slam open the door and see what I feared the most. He was with another woman. She was so much prettier but I soon closed my eyes with my hands.

"Niall!" I screech

I uncover my face and see the sheet has been pulled over the unknown woman.

"Baby, what ya doing here?" Niall asks

"Well, I wanted to talk to you but I guess you had other plans." Tears run down my cheeks

He just shrugs. "SO what? It's not like I love you or anything. I can do whatever I want to whoever."

My heart breaks. Shatters. It's destroyed.

And that's where the dream ends.

"Lauren, you okay?" Niall asks me

"Get out of my room." I spit

"What?" he asks astonished

"Get out. Now!"

"What happened? What'd I do?" he frowns

"Go! Both you of guys! Get out!" I wobble out of bed

My balance is uneasy but he just needs to get out. I don't need his help anymore. Yes, the dream has messed everything up but it was so real and true. I'm highly sure it will happen.

Harry rushes out of my room. "Did I do anything?" Niall asks

Not yet.

I walk over to him and grab him by his shirt collar. "Listen here, Horan. I want you out of my room. I can take care of myself. I'm 16 and you don't need to worry about some suicidal teenager. So, do us both a favor and go. Go back to that stupid internship and don't bother on talking to me." I try and say boldly

He marches out looking pissed and takes one last glance at me. "I tried saving you but I guess you'll have to do it yourself." he mutters and slams the door

NIALL

"Fucking hell." I mutter and slam myself on the bed

"What's up with her?" Harry asks biting into an apple

"I don't even know! Maybe she's on her period." I grumble

"Maybe she's mad because of your response over via text message." he shrugs

I cock an eyebrow at him. "Via text message? What the fuck, Harry! Who says that?" I laugh

"I dunno!"

Our laughing goes short when I say my biggest confession.

"Harry, mate." I say with a serious tone

"What's going on?"

There's a pause.

"I'm in love with her."

He gives me 'the look'. "You're kidding!"

Silence. I hang my head down low.

"Oh my, you're not kidding. That shit is illegal!"

"I can't help it! It just happened!" I grab my hair

"Screwed. One word, screwed." he states the obvious

"Shuuuut up!" I groan

"Are you sure this isn't a phase?" Harry asks

"No, God no. The way her green eyes pierce into my blue ones. The blonde waves that end past her collarbone. Her angel like body. When she gets so sassy it's really funny and-"

"I think that's the deepest thing I have ever heard you say in your whole 22 years of life." Harry says full of shock

"I can't contain the love I have for her. What do I do?"

"Just tell her on Christmas or Christmas Eve." Harry shrugs

"Christmas is like in, a week! Where has the year went?!" I ask myself

"Yeah, so just wait. Maybe get her a gift. I'm not good with this relationship shit!" Harry groans

"Shut up, this is my love life we're talking about." I nudge him

"Wow, you really do have it bad."

I nod. "Oh and by the way, Harry. Where and when did you get that apple?"

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"Yes sir, I'm working on the Johnson case at the moment." I say over the phone

"Very good. How's Lauren?" he asks

I stiffen. I only see her when she comes out of her room, which is never. She only comes down to get lunch and dinner. I was watching tv yesterday and she came downstairs because she forgot her computer charger. It was by the television.

"Good, it's crazy that's she still sick. I'm 99 percent sure she has the flu." I lie

"If she isn't better tomorrow please call in a doctor and make an appointment." Mr. Riley says

"Yes sir, I'll go and check on her right now and ask."

He thanks me and hangs up. I jog up the stairs and open Lauren's door. She has the computer in her lap. She is only wearing undies and a big t-shirt. Christ.

I don't think she has heard me come in. "Hey, Lauren." I say

She glances up for a second and then down at her computer. I lay next to her in the bed. She closes the laptop and looks over at me.

She takes me by surprise and starts to sit on my lap. She intertwines our fingers together. I kiss her knuckles and she smiles. A true smile.

"Hi." she says

"Hi." I whisper

She starts to kiss down my neck and up to my jawline. She pulls at my t shirt and takes it off.

She takes her shirt off and I can't help but admire her.

"Please let me do this." she whispers

"Do whatever to me."

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AUTHORS NOTE!:

Wow, so many reads! Thank u so much! Btw, from the next chapter and on theres going to be a lot of frickle frackle (lol). Enjoy! Can't wait to write the next chapter! :)x
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