Sweet Disposition(Completed)

A young girl of 17, hitting 18, named Lydia usually flees from her troubles. One day while making a usual run she decides hitch hike on an unusual street where she is picked up by 3 amazingly good looking guys and goes home with them. She ends up going home with one guy, Niall Horan, and falls in love with him. That car ride changed her life forever.


4. Waking up

Niall's P.O.V


I usually woke up later on weekends but today I wanted to wake up earlier, to see her. The sun shined through the open crack of the curtains to my face. I found my boxers and put them on quickly trying not to wake her up from her beauty sleep. She was sleeping like an angel, her hair all over the place and her naked body glistened by the sunlight. I gave her a quick peck on the cheek and ran to the bathroom. She's such a beautiful girl, what was she doing hitch hiking so late? I thought to myself, She doesn't look like she was in trouble. Maybe she's just trying to get away from something. But what could it be?  I finished peeing and brushed my teeth quickly to go prepare breakfast. I walked out of the bathroom and she was still fast asleep. I took some sweatpants from the floor and headed down stairs to the kitchen.

Lydia's P.O.V


(Her dreaming) I walked upstairs to see where I was, was it a house? My house? No it's not, but why does it feel so relaxing. I went into a room and saw a girl and a boy, under the covers. The boy turned to look at me at it was him, Niall! But this girl? Who was she? I felt like something had just punched me in the stomach. She turned to look at me and gave me an evil smile enjoying the fact that I stood there watching them. I let out a scream and suddenly... I bolted up, breathing rapidly and holding onto the bedsheets. "What the hell?" I whispered, "Where am I?" Then the smell of frying bacon and toasted bread hit my nose. Oh how repulsive it was, my head ached and my lower half of my body did as well. I really did drink too much. I sat up and saw I was completely naked. I searched for my clothes but I had an overwhelming feeling of vomiting and ran to what seemed to be the bathroom. I saw the toilet and when I barely leaned over all of yesterday begun to pour out. Then I felt a cold hand touch my back and kneel down next to me. This was embarrassing but there was no stopping the vomiting. I took a deep breath and felt myself falling to the side but I held onto the toilet. "I think you had a bit too much to drink last night." He said laughing. "This is nasty, you should go." I mumbled. "Don't be ridiculous, I'm Irish. Throwing up is all in a days work." He said giving me a smile that could have brighten up the whole world. He helped me up and walked me to the sink to wash my face. "I made tea for your stomach, so come downstairs when you're ready." He smiled at me and kissed my forehead leaving me to see how horrible I looked in the mirror. Is this guy drunk or something? I look like an absolute mess! I washed my face and used his mouthwash to take the taste of vomit out out of my mouth. There was another problem now, what was I suppose to wear! This guy wore just boxers and looked gorgeous in them, was I suppose to show a lot of skin as well? I could barely walk, my hips hurt so much but I managed to put on my underwear and undershirt. I took a look in the mirror trying to fix my mane of a hair and walked through the door. Just thinking of him waiting downstairs for me gave me shivers and butterflies. Was I actually going to fall for this guy? I couldn't, I'm just his one night stand. That's right, I'm just another one night stand. I thought about just dressing myself and walking out the door, but I didn't want to leave him. He was some kind of magnet that kept pulling me closer and closer to him. I stood in the top of the stairs thinking over what to do and I took a step down slowly making my way to the bottom. I could hear the sound of plates and pots hitting, I walked closer. Finally making my way into the kitchen, "Hi." I said and he stopped. Turning he gave me a smile full of excitement and welcomed me into his arms.

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