Chapter 10
I groaned, reaching my hand up to rub my eyes as I let out a little yawn. The sun was streaming in through the glass wall, and I was awoken out of my very good nights sleep. I curled up again, pressing my knees gently against the side of Niall's legs, as my head was laying on his chest. My eyes fluttered shut as I attempted to fall back asleep, only to have a hand run through my hair. I scooted closer to Niall as he let out a chuckle. It had been a couple days, maybe five, since we had started going out. We were currently in his flat, and we had fallen asleep like this after coming home from shopping. My school started a week after this exact day, which meant we'd be spending a bit less time with the boys, instead of spending every minute with them.
"You're not helping me fall back asleep." I muttered as I tried to find a comfortable position on his chest, and rested my head in the center of his chest, while my knees rested on top of his legs. Niall let out a little laugh and continued playing with my hair.
"Good morning to you to love." He said, his Irish accent making his morning voice sound even better. His fingers raked through my hair as I let out a little sigh/yawn. "You've been sleeping for like, nine hours. How are you tired?" Niall asked with a chuckle as I shrugged and pressed myself closer to him.
"You make a great pillow." I muttered to myself as Niall chuckled and leaned forward, kissing my forehead. At that moment my stomach decided to rumble, letting out a loud gurgling sound as I sighed, wrapping my arms around my boyfriends' waist. Niall continued to laugh as Zayn, who was currently laying on the couch, let out a groan.
"Stop being cute together. It makes me sick." Zayn said with a groan, rolling onto his stomach and putting a pillow over his head. "Liam has a girlfriend, Harry has a girlfriend, Louis almost has a girlfriend, Niall has a girlfriend, know what I have? Nothing. I have this pillow. This pillow is my girlfriend. This inanimate object is the only thing I have to love." Zayn said with a fake sob as Niall started to laugh, his chest shaking, awkwaking me fully. I groaned and sat up, rubbing my eyes, glad that I had taken off my makeup. I stood up, streaching my arms over my head as my black t-shirt rose up slightly, exposing my midriff between my shirt and purple sweat pants. "Your' hair looks sexy Autumn." Zayn said with a laugh. My hands went to my hair which was currently knotted and tangled beyond belief. I attempted to run my fingers through it, with no avail.
"I'M USING YOUR HAIRBRUSH!" I shouted at Zayn as I sprinted to his room, turning down the long hallway and reaching the second to last door, pulling it open as I went in his bathroom, looking at all the hair products he had laying on his counter. "Bradford bad boi has got more hair products than I do!" I exclaimed with a giggle as Zayn walked through his room, leaning on the door frame as I grabbed his brush and ran it through my knotted hair as I smiled widely at Zayn.
"I don't say that anymore." He said, crossing his arms over his chest. I laughed and continued to brush my hair, before setting the brush down and grabbing a hair tie, pulling my hair back into a messy bun on top of my head. I walked past him, poking his chest lightly.
"Whatever you say bad boi." I said with a giggle as I walked past him and down the hallway, hearing him groan from behind me. I turned my head to face him as he frowned at me. I smiled widely and Zayn glared at me. I jutted my bottom lip out before walking over to the kitchen, to see Niall looking though the cabneit. I walked over to the fridge, and opened it widely as I felt two arms wrap around my waist. I turned my head to see Niall standing there with a grin on his face as I spun all the way around to face him, while his fingers interlaced with each other around my back, as he let the fridge close by itself, and he gently pressed my back against it, before he looked at me, his piercing blue eyes met mine, as he grinned at me, leaning his head down to gently place his lips on mine, as my hands found his way to his hair, tangling them in his blonde hair as his lips grazed mine gently. I felt my lips curl into a smile while he was kissing me, and Niall pulled away softly, his lips parting, and ending up a few centimeters away from mine, as my eyes flickered open and his eyes met mine.
"You hungry?" Niall asked, breaking the silence, as his fingers rubbed gently on the small of my back. My hands gently played with his hair, as she shook my head slightly. "You sure?" Niall asked with a slight concern in his eyes. I continued to shake my head, as he brought his lips back down to mine. I pressed my lips closer to his, tightening my grip in his hair slightly, as his hands on my back pulled me closer to him. My bottom lip slid between his top lip and bottom lip, as he bit down softly on it, before he pulled away. I felt myself frown slightly as my eyes opened, and Niall grinned at me, his hands moved from my back, down to my hips. "Want to go out to breakfast?" Niall asked in a quiet whisper. I looked up at him and smiled back slightly at the grin that he was wearing.
"I'd love to, but, I don't have any clothes, and I don't want people to notice you and you get attacked by the paparazzi…." I said. We had been out a few times, but Liam and Louis had made sure to keep us away from them that way we wouldn't get attacked by the paparazzi or crazy fans. Niall looked at me and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
"You can wear one of my sweatshirts, and I can get management to clear the area. I promise you, I'll keep you save." Niall said with a smile. I bit my bottom lip, but eventually nodded, giving in to his plan. Niall grinned widely as he leaned forward and kissed my cheek. "Okay, I'll call management and you can go in my room and grab one of my sweatshirts." Niall said with a wide smile. I nodded and turned around to leave the kitchen, as Nialls' hand wrapped gently around my wrist, pulling me back to his chest, as he crashed his lips onto mine, giving me a soft kiss. I smiled, before pulling away and turning on my heel, walking down the long hallway, before I reached my boyfriends bed room, as I closed the door behind me, and I walked over to his dresser, wrappying my hands around the handle, before I pulled it open, grabbing the orange sweatshirt that he had given me to wear on the first day I met him, along with a pair of black sweatpants, as I pulled off my purple sweatpants, and pulled his sweatpants on, as I pulled the orange sweatshirt over my head. I closed the drawer, and walked over to his door, pushing it open. I walked down the hall to Louis room, as I knocked on it loudly.
"COME ON LOVEBIRDS, WAKE UP." I shouted loudly as I heard something hit the door, which I'm guessing was a pillow. I chuckled and walked to the first door on the right and knocked loudly again. "Harry, Payton, get up!" I said, as I cracked open the door to reveal the most disturbing sight ever. Payton was on the bed, stradiling Harry as they were having an intense makeout session. "Oh god, you're already awake!" I screamed as I pulled the door shut, covering my eyes as I walked into the living room, my hands over my eyes, as I heard shouting on the phone.
"What do you mean I can't take my girlfriend on a date?" Niall shouted. I uncovered my eyes to see Niall, pacing back and forth, muttering profanities under his breath as he talked to management. "No. I don't care about the paparazzi!" Niall said, raising his voice at whoever was on the phone. "We'll I'm sick of being stuck in flat with the only food we're eating is the toast that I force my girlfriend to make because she refuses to let us buy room service and pay for them!" He shouted again, though a small smile slipped onto his face. "That's fine. Yeah. Call a car so we can get there on time." He growled into the phone. Angrily clicking the off button as he muttered under his breath. "Stupid management. Not letting me take my girlfriend off for dinner. Assholes." He mumbled to himself as he tossed his phone on the couch, as I cautiously walked closer to him. His back was turned to me as he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.
"This probably isn't a good time, but you're really cute when you are angry." I said as I placed my hand on his shoulder. Niall turned to face me and smiled slightly. "So, are we going to breakfast or not?" I asked quietly as his arm snaked around my waist. Niall nodded and I grinned at the blonde boy as he stared back at me. "We should get going then…" I said quietly as he nodded and moved his hand from my waist to my hand so he could intertwine his fingers with mine. "Oh you'll never guess what I walked in on." I said with a giggle and a slight blush as I covered my eyes, remembering what I saw. Niall raised his eyebrows at me and I smiled. "Payton and Harry were um, in a heavy make out session." I mumbled as Niall's eyes widened and he burst out laughing. I couldn't help but laugh a little with him as he took my hand and turned around, leading me to the door.
"Oh Harry. Scaring my innocent girlfriends mind." Niall chuckled to himself while I giggled and bumped hips with him as he laughed and pulled open the door for me as I smiled widely at my cute boyfriend. We walked over to the elevator, as I pressed the down button with my finger as we waited impatiently for the elevator to come up. "…Are…. Are those my sweatpants?" Niall asked with a laugh as he reached down with his free hand to gently tug on the black material. I felt a blush creeping onto my cheeks as I nodded slowly.
"My purple ones didn't match." I said quietly. "I hope you don't mind." I muttered as I bit my bottom lip. Nialls blue eyes meet mine as he smiled widely. I continued to look at him, my bottom lip still inbetween my teeth. The elevator opened and we stepped in, as Niall stepped forward, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"No, I don't mind. I like seeing you in my clothes." He said with another perfect laugh as I grinned and looked at the floor, while one of his hands left my waist to cup my cheek as he planted a soft kiss on my lips. I looked up at him as he grinned back, intertwining our fingers while the elevator reached the bottom floor, and we stepped out, making a sharp left, as we ducked past people, keeping our heads hanging down as we attempted to sneak past some people. We reached the back doors, and Niall looked behind us to make sure no one was following us, before pushing the door open and pulling me outside, as the wind quickly hit my face. We spotted the large black range rover, as it sat a few feet away, and Niall started to walk, pulling me close behind him. Niall reached the black door of the range rover, and wrapped his fingers around the handle, pulling it open as he held it open for me. I climbed it, slidding across the leather seats as I reached the other end, and Niall placed himself next to me, pulling the door shut behind him, as he leaned forward and whispered something to Dan, the driver. Dan nodded as Niall sat down, smiling brightly at me as he slid into the seat in the middle.
"Where are we going?" I asked as we drove out of the complex sight and down an unfamiliar street. The car made a sharp turn, as my body, not being buckled in, was jerked to the side and into Niall's side. "Opps, sorry." I mumbled with a shy smile as I scotted back over into my seat.
"I know you hate surprises, so I'm making it a surprise." Niall said with a wink and dazziling smile as I groaned. Niall chuckled and the rest of the long car ride continued to be silent. We sat there as Dan made some sharp turns, casing me to bump into Niall, or Niall to bump into me. Either way, we both were in a fit of giggles by the time Dan pulled up to a large, expensive looking diner. My mouth gaped open as I turned my head to face Niall, as he smirked at me, and used his index finger to gently push my chin back to my mouth so that there was no space. "Stop gaping and get used to it." Niall said with a chuckle. I frowned at his command and he ran his finger down the edge of my cheek. "Come on love, our reservation was made for ten minutes ago." Niall whispered as I grinned at him. He gently grasped my hand, intertwining our fingers, before opening the car door with his free hand.
"Thank you Dan!" I said with a smile as was pulled out of the car by my aggressive boyfriend. "You know…. You really should be nicer to Dan." I said as I shut the door behind me, turning back to face Niall. Niall turned and smiled at me, grabbing the hood and pulling it over my head, pulling the two strings shut, making me unable to see as my whole face was covered by the hood. "This isn't funny." I muttered as Niall chuckled from beside me, placing his hand on my back as he guided my to the restaurant, while I was still unable to see. My boyfriend is an idiot.