I got back into my room, and headed straight for the bathroom. I looked in the mirror, and my cheeks were bright red. I could just feel my blush growing. Why did I feel so embarrassed? It was just Niall and I. Ya, that's it. Just Niall and I having a casual conversation out on the balcony, right? Yes. Of course, it had to be.
I brushed my teeth, still having bright red cheeks. Why wouldn't it go away?
I walked back into my bedroom, and switched my beanies. I had made a certain beanie for when I would sleep. Don't judge. It was the panda beanie that Harry gave me for my birthday. I became obsessed with it ever since I got it. Probably due to the panda part. I fucking love pandas.
I crawled into my bed, and tried to fall asleep, but at the moment, it didn't seem likely. I just layed there on my back, and I could still feel that my cheeks were flushed and red. What was going on with me lately? I never fall for anyone. Never. Why now? Maybe it was because Niall had treated me different than anyone else has. He even went shopping with me, bought me a guitar, and stood up for me. That's something even my parents never did.
It's amazing how I was really tired outside, but now I was very much awake. I heard a rumble in my stomach, and I figured a hungry stomach wasn't going to make this situation any better.
I forced myself to crawl out of bed, and I went and opened my door. I tiptoed down the hall, since I didn't really want anyone to know I was up. It wasn't very late, but everyone was tired from jet lag. The hotel room was mostly dark, except for a little of the outside lights streaming in through by the couches.
I flipped the light switched in the kitchen area to see which one let off the smallest amount of light. I looked through all the gift baskets we got, to try and find at least something that could make me not feel as hungry. I found a banana, and decided to just settle on that.
I was about halfway done with it, and I could hear something from down he hall. My first instinct was to freeze, and that's just what I did. I didn't make a single peep. I could hear footsteps, so I figured it was either Niall or Louis, which relaxed me a bit. I mentally prayed it wasn't Niall. I didn't want an awkward moments after we both had said goodnight already.
I let out a sigh of relief, when Louis came around the corner, with his hand running through his hair.
"Hello, Love. What are you doing in here?"
I just shrugged. "Hungry that's all."
"That's all huh? So what was with you and Niall on the balcony?" He grabbed a bar stool, and sat down next to me.
My head shot up from the table. How did he know about that? I could feel my cheeks already starting to get red.
"Well someone's a tomato tonight."
I slapped him on the arm. "Shut it. How did you know we were out there?"
"Please, Cole, the balcony connects all our rooms. My door was opened a bit, so I could hear you guys."
"You weren't eavesdropping were you?!"
"What kind of person do you think I am? I shut the door, and let you guys have your privacy. Relax."
I looked away, again. I didn't want him to make fun of my cheeks.
"Seriously though, why are you out here."
I let out a long sigh. "I'm not going to get way from you am I?" I threw away my banana peel, feeling much better. I walked over into the center room, plopping on the couch, being followed by Lou.
"Nope, so you might as well start talking."
I pulled my legs up to my chest and just stared at the now turned off television. I could see both our reflections in it, so I could see Louis' looking at me.
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Just a Runaway // Niall Horan // Book 1
Fanfiction**A/N** I STARTED WRITING THIS STORY WHEN I WAS 14 SO YOU OBVIOUSLY CAN'T EXPECT IT TO BE GOLD..JUST SAYING.. I KNOW THIS ISN'T REALLY HELPING MY STORY, BUT....THE BEGINNING WRITING IS ROUGH. I'VE TRIED TO FIX IT AS BEST I COULD BUT...IT IS WHAT IT...