Lost and Found (Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 21

  *Cassie's P.O.V*

  When I woke up, I felt myself laying/sitting on someone. I looked up and saw Niall sleeping. His back was up against the arm of the couch, a cushion in the middle so he won't wake up with back pains. His legs took up the rest of the couch.

  I was seated in between his legs, my back pressed up against his front. His arms were wrapped around my waist. My face nuzzled in his neck, and his head leaning on mine.

  His breathing quickened little by little, his grip on my waist got tighter. I moved so now my legs were on each side of his waist with my hands on his shoulders trying to wake him up from the nightmare he was having.

  "Niall." I called "Wake up."

  Nothing. He just started breathing faster and kept shaking his head 'no'.

  I shook him some more and he started murmuring things I couldn't quite catch.

  "Niall, wake u-" I got cut of by him sitting up really fast making his face slam right into my boobs.

  "Oh my god!" we both yelled.

  "Oh fuck Cassy! I am so sorry!" he said not knowing what to do.

  "It's fine Niall." I said trying to call him down.

  "No it's not! I just hit you in the boob! That must hurt really bad!"

  "No Niall. I'm fine, the pain will go away... Eventually."

  "But it doesn-"

  "Niall, no calm down. I'm fine. But what about you?" I asked him looking into his eyes.

  "Yeah. I'm perfectly fine! Why wouldn't I be?" he said smiling a little but I knew it was fake.

  "Well I had to wake you up from a pretty bad nightmare. Wanna talk about it?" I asked.

  "N-No. Its was nothing. Just a dream."

  "You sure?" I asked even though I knew he wasn't.

  "Positive. I am fine." he said looking down at his fingers which were fumbling with each other.

  I ran my finger through his dyed, now moistened hair making him look up at me. That's when I realized how close we really were. Our noses almost brushing together.

  His blue eyes looked into my brown ones as we both started leaning in slowly. We both closed our eyes as our lips touched. His hands traveling downward, resting on my waist, as my hands connected at the back of him neck.

  "Cassidy?" we both jump at the sound of Mely's voice coming closer.

  I ended up falling on the floor just as she came in and Niall stood up trying to help me up.

  "What's going on in here?" she asked suspiciously.

  "Nothing!" we both yell quickly.

  "Mmhhhmmm." she pursed her lips. "Anyway! Cass! I need your help on something! Come on! Hurry it's important!" she squealed grabbing my arm and dragging me into the room she was staying at.

  "What's up? What is this big 'emergency'?" I said putting quotation marks around emergency.

  "Harry is taking me out on a date today! I have 2½ hours to get ready. We leave at 4! Help me!" she yelled shaking me furiously.

  "OMG DUDE ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" I yelled excitedly.

  "Yes! Now come on dude! Help me pick out the perfect outfit!"