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I felt something cold touch my face, I groan while trying to open my eyes feeling dust covering it. I wipe off what ever is in my face and look around my surroundings.

Lucky the house didn't collapse on top of us more like around us. The roof is gone, as I see the clear blue sky and I've totally forgotten where is Niall.

I sigh in relief that Niall is to my right, but his legs are stuck from pieces of the house.I pray that he isn't paralyze and can walk again. I shake Niall awake hoping he's still alive.

"Niall wake up." I say tapping his check.

"What happen?" He says groggy slowly opening his blue eyes looking at me.

"The earthquake happened and I'm just happy your alive."

"Your house, it's destroyed." Niall says in disbelief as he looked around.

"Don't worry about my house, are you okay? Can you move your legs?"

"I can, but all this crap on top of me is making it difficult." Niall says struggling to move.

"Don't move to much, you might hurt yourself."

"If we didn't have to stop at your house, I wouldn't be in this mess." Niall mumbles.

"How was I suppose to know this was going to happen? Can you stop being a jerk to me for a moment?" I huffed.

Niall took my hand which made my heart race.

"Your right, I shouldn't blame you for this. I'm just a little shocked that this happen. I'm glad your not hurt." Niall spoke softly.

"I'm happy that your not hurt either."

"Yeah and I'm soaking wet, I don't knew how that happen." Niall says shriving.

"The shower head broke and water must've poured on your body. We need to get those wet clothes off of you." I say nervously.

"I'm going to be fine."

"It's going to be nighttime soon. You could freeze if your still wearing that wet shirt, I don't want you to get sick Niall."

"Can you help me?" Niall asked, his teeth chattering.

"Of course." I say normally, but I'm sweating on the inside. Seeing a shirtless Niall in such a small area is my dream come true.

I helped him peel off his shirt and seeing his exposed chest and I swear I felt myself already drooling at the sight of his wet chest hair and muscular arms.

"You alright?" He questioned. I double blink and awkwardly nodded feeling my cheek become red.

Nightfall came and I worried for Liam. I pray he was okay with Louis, It extremely quiet outside was oddly scary. I'm also worried about my dad, he's the only person I have left in this world that cares about me.

"It's so cold and do you think help is coming?" Niall question as he shivers.

"I hope so and take my shirt." I say taking it over.

"What about you?"

"I'm not cold and your still wet. You could get sick." I say putting my red plaid shirt on Niall.

"Thanks." He hums.

"Your welcome."

I move to the corner ignoring the cold that made me shake a little. Niall needed my shirt more than me, I would anything for him to get warm. It's my fault for him being in my house.

"Come here."

"I'm okay Niall." I say reassuring.

"Your not Zayn. Your cold come here so I can warm you up."

I didn't protest at all, I walked towards Niall resting my head against his chest as he puts my hand on my naked waist. I felt warm being near him and I wouldn't mind staying in this position until someone comes and help us.

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