You Aren't Who I Thought You Were

Naked Harry and Sleep Talking

Okay so it's been 2 weeks and I didn't make it to 5 votes. Was I too pushy? I thought 2 weeks was enough time, with all the people reading and fanning I thought it would be fine to put that at the end. I didn't want to seem needy, I just wanted to feel like people actually liked my story. So here's the next chapter, I hope its better than the last one.

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Skye's POV

Yay! This is going to be so exciting. After going roller-skating with Niall I mentioned that I was going on vacation to California for a week and I wanted him to come since Andy would be working. After some persuading, he finally got me to allow the rest of them to come too. I didn't really hate them anymore, I had forgiven Harry and the rest didn't seem so bad, I just didn't particularly love them. So here I was, packing for the trip that I would start on in a few days. I'm going to be with boys all weekend, so I guess I should pack some video games or something for when they get bored. What do guys even do when they aren't eating or playing sports? I only moved in with Andy a month ago so I haven't really had time to observe. I'll put in Fifa 13. They'll like that right? I'll also have to pack a few bikinis. I don't know if they'll want to go swimming but I will. I pulled out a zebra print halter-top with hot pink edges. This is cute enough for California, I think.

Anyways, I should probably tell Andy they're coming with me. I pulled out my phone and pressed his contact waiting for him to pick up.

"Hello?" Andy asked, I could hear shuffling in the background.

"Hey babe! So you know that Cali trip I was planning? The one you couldn't come on?" I started tentatively.

"Yeah. What about it?" More shuffling.

"Well, I didn't want to be lonely so I invited Niall to come with. And the rest of the boys."

"That's fine."

"You seem pretty chill about it," I replied, a bit baffled that he wasn't freaking out.

"Yeah I guess. See ya tonight baby."

"Alright. Bye."

I hung up the phone, my confusion probably evident on my face. What was up with him? Eh, none of my business, I guess, I'm kinda glad he didn't blow up. I stopped thinking about the subject and went back to packing. This is gonna be a long trip.

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A few days later...

I felt a rush of excitement as I boarded the plane. I remembered everything, I made sure we were at the airport on time, and I scheduled a Limo to pick us up when we arrived. Nothing could spoil this trip. Or so I thought.

"Harry put your clothes back on!" I whispered furiously. "You're going to get us in trouble!"

"Aww you're no fun! It's not like anybody can see anything though! I have this blanket."

In the last hour, I had been questioned about my personal life by Liam, harassed by Louis, slept on by Zayn, and watched Harry undress. What was wrong with these boys? Every time I moved I was annoyed more and more. How did anyone keep up with them? I was really uncomfortable with Harry being naked beside me though. I faintly remembered something Niall had said about Harry and being naked all the time. Something about cats too.

"If you put your trousers back on I'll get you a cat," I persuaded.

"No!" he shook his head stubbornly, refusing to have any type of clothing on. Even his socks were off! After a heated argument about the necessity of clothes and the authority of airplane security, I finally decided to go over by Niall instead, despite Harry's protests.

"Hey sweetie, what brings you over here?" Niall chuckled, his booming laugh probably waking up everybody on the plane.

I inclined my head over to the very annoying, and very not clothed Harry.

"He's such a bother. How do you keep up with him?" I asked.

"I ignore him mostly. After a while you get used to it," he shrugged, slipping an arm around my shoulders. "You look tired. Wanna go to sleep?"

I merely nodded in response, resting my head into his shoulder and closing my eyes, letting a peaceful sleep wash over me. This boy, he really was something wasn't he.

Niall's POV

I watched her eyelids drip peacefully into slumber. She was just so pretty. A single strand of hair fell down from her messy ponytail and I brushed it back into place, my fingers lingering just above her temple. Hesitantly, I placed a small kiss to her nose. A mumble escaped her lips and I froze. Please tell me she was asleep. It would be really awkward if she wasn't. Her eyes still shut tight; she shifted her position to cuddle further into me. Good, she was just dreaming.

"Aww. Niall you're so sweet. I love you," Skye muttered.

I snapped my head over to look at her. She was dreaming... about me?

"Hey mate, vas happenin'?" Zayn asked, coming over to sit by me.

I quickly put a finger over my mouth, silently signaling for him to be quiet. "She's talking about me in her sleep."

A look of surprise and mischief came over his face. Before I could even register what he was doing, his lips were already pressed to her ear.

"Do you wanna kiss me Skye?" He whispered.

"Of course Ni. But don't you want to finish our smoothies first?" she asked, slumber affecting her thoughts. "I'll give you a hug though," she purred, smirking. She wrapped her arms around me tighter, and I buried my face into her neck. Then, I felt a tear drip on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry Niall. I love you. Don't forget me," she cried, tears streaming down her face.

"Shhhh. I won't forget you princess. Please stop crying," I patted down her hair and rubbed her back, trying to calm her down. At the same time though, I felt as if I were intruding on her personal thoughts. I really shouldn't be doing this. After a minute or so of trying to calm her down, she stopped crying and snuggled back into my chest. Zayn eventually left, leaving me to my thoughts. Did she really mean what she said? Did she love me?

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Ugh, I was listening to little things while writing Niall's part. It gave me the idea for the talking in the sleep thing. I'm dying!!!!!!!!! I can't. I just can't. I can't even. I literally can't even. I have lost my ability to even. I just, I can't.

Comment Glue Gun if you know who that was from ^^^

Anyways, I love the response I've had to this book; I'm always excited to write the new chapter. Also, it makes me laugh that nobody wants her to fall in love with Harry. What's so wrong with him? JK, you're really gonna hate him later on. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

So, back to the subject at hand. Does she love him? I think the next chapter will just be Skye's dream, everything that happened after she fell asleep. So yeah, comment, vote, add to a reading list, whatever you want.

Thanks!

-Lauren Xx