Chapter 6
“Do you need to take a shower before bed?” he asks, but I shake my head.
“Just PJ's,” I say softly, and he nods. He stands up, walking back to his closet. He walks back with the PJ's I keep at his house, along with some clothes. I grin as he tosses them at me.
“You get changed in the bathroom, I'll change in here,” he says, and I walk out of his room and into the bathroom. I change into flannel pants, and a big t-shirt then walk back into his room. He is wearing basketball shorts and nothing else, sitting on the bed. I walk over and sit down on the bed next to him. He slides over and pulls me into him.
“I love you too much to let you hurt yourself,” he whispers as he kisses my forehead. The heat radiating off his bare chest warms me, as he holds me close to him. A few minutes later he yawns, and so do I.
“Ready to sleep?” he asks, his accent heavy as he gets tired.
“Yeah,” I sigh, laying down. He lays down next to me wrapping his arm over and around me. I fall asleep quickly, knowing he will be asleep soon. That night I dream. I dream that I swallow my bottle of pills, and as I'm dying Niall walks in, and he sees the pill bottle. He is devastated, sobbing, begging me to stay with him. I can't stand to see him upset, it's killing me. Huh, how ironic! It's killing me to see him upset over me killing myself. But then as I would be dying in my dream I wake up with a jolt. I sit up, making Niall's hand fall down, he snores but stays asleep. I get up, and walk into his closet changing into the spare clothes I keep here. I put my hair up then I walk downstairs.
BTW: I know the chapters are short! Sorry, I am gonna make them longer from now on!! Please comment!!
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