Night changes (Niall horan au)

Sleep over part 2

Hey guys!! Sorry this chapter took so long I was finished a couple of hours ago and when I was editing it for some reason half of the chapter got deleted and I had a mental breakdown because I worked really hard on it. So I had to rewrite it as fast as I could. So it's not the greatest but I hope you like it. And if the other part ever gets recovered I'll post it.

So this chapter may or may not have some smut. I guess you'll have to read to find out ;). Anyways enjoy.

"Princess I'm a nightmare you can't escape from."

His words were a broken record in my mind.

Our bodies were so close and I was nervous.

Why? It's just Niall.

"Hey do you wanna do something crazy?"

Before I knew it I was walking down my dimly lit street with this blue eyed bad boy in sweatpants and a T-shirt. Niall's hand was so close to mine and I had to fight back the urge to grab it.

We reached his house and we walked in.

He walked up his stairs and I didn't know what to do so I just stood in the living room.

I never realized how empty his house really was. I felt immediate guilt.

Niall is always alone in this big house.

His dad was never home.

Niall walked down the stairs breaking me from my thoughts. I was staring at him. He had a flashlight and a blanket in his arms.

"What?" He asked me

I just smiled.

He went into the kitchen and made hot chocolate. He poured it into the thermos.

I was freezing. I don't know why he didn't have the heater on.

He came over to me and glided his fingertips up and down my naked arm.

"You've got goosebumps princess." He stated.

I looked up into his eyes.

"I'm cold." I mumbled

He backed away slightly and pulled of his sweater. It had the word 'punk' written across the front.

His torso laid bare and I traced my eyes over the ink on his skin.

He pulled the sweater over my body and I slipped it on.

I noticed a scar on the lower left side of his stomach.

I decided to ignore it and not asked about it. He wrapped the blanket over my shoulders and I grabbed onto the ends and our hands lightly brushed.

"You ready?" He asked me and I nodded.

He grabbed his car keys and pulled on a black sweatshirt and placed a beanie on his head.

I held the hot chocolate hoping it would warm up my hands.

We drove for about 10 minutes listening to the stereo on low.

I laid my head against the cold glass of the window.