Rescue Me

Lia has lived in the slums of Rio, Brazil all her life and when Lia steals from a shop one night, two boys chase her and pin her to the ground. But what Lia doesn't realise is that this one Irish boy with kind blue eyes will be the one to show her new things and teach her about the world. Maybe even teach her about love.


16. Teddy Bear


**Niall's P.O.V**


“You look tired,” I tell her and she glances out of the window that has an amazing view of the beautiful city.

“It's night already?” She gasps, clearly taken aback. I study her in the low light; the way her long hair falls wavily down her back, her deep eyes that dance and he lips that are full. She was stunning. My palms begin to sweat as I continue to stare at her and she bites her lip, holding back a grin.

“You're staring,” She states simply, still gazing out of the window.

“I can't help it,” I say and immediately regret it.

I didn't say that out loud did I?

Yep I did.

She's blushing like crazy.

“Come on,” I say, extending my hand out for her to take. As her small palm touches mine and our fingers entwine, it just feels so... right. I smile and lead her to the spare room.

“Uh-uh,” Liam says, standing in the doorway.

“My room.” He reminds me. There was a mix up with the reservations at the hotel and there was only five rooms.

“Oh,” I look at Lia and try to hide a devilish grin as Liam closes the door.

“You can sleep in my room,” I lead her towards my door and her eyes round out in horror.

“Niall... I...” She lets go of my hand, looking scared.

“Lia, calm down. I'm sleeping in the living room, don't worry.” I chuckle at her embarrassment and she sighs. I flick the light on and she gasps at the room. I have to admit, it is pretty big.

“Here,” I take her hand in mine again and direct her to the large double bed. I pull back the covers and plump the pillow for her. She looks shattered. I pat the mattress and she reluctantly climbs in. I watch as her rigid body relaxes and she breaths out.

“This is the most comfortable bed I’ve ever slept in. In fact,” Her beautiful eyes round out.

“It's the first bed I've ever slept in.” I frown at the thought but tuck her in none the less.

“Goodnight princess,” I whisper, wiping her hair away from her forehead and planting a light kiss on her now closed eyelids.

“Goodnight,” She says before falling asleep. I creep over to the other side of the bed and take a seat down, pulling off my socks and my shirt. Exhaustion takes over my body and I find myself falling down on to the mattress beside Lia.


**Lia's P.O.V**


“Morning lovelies!” Someone shouts as the door to the bedroom bursts open.

“Louis,” Someone grumbles from beside me. I squeeze my eyelids shut tighter and listen to the thump, thump, thump coming from beneath me.

Hang on...

I'm on someone's chest.

I open my eyes.

Niall's chest.

Niall's bare chest.


“Rise and shine!” Louis shouts again, jumping on to the foot of the bed.

“Five more minutes,” Niall grumbles, wrapping an arm around me and cuddling me closer to his chest like a teddy-bear.

“Niall?” I ask, my voice muffled.

“Hmmm?” He replies, opening one eye slightly.

“I erm...” I prod his chest and Louis begins to laugh.

“Nialler's cuddling Lia!” He points, cackling. Louis carries on jumping on the huge bed, causing my body to shake slightly and I end up even closer to Niall's sleepy body.

“What on earth is going on?” Zayn asks, waltzing in to the room topless; his hair a mess. Louis continues to point at us and I wave at Zayn with my free hand.

“Help?” I ask as Niall begins to snore again.

“Okay mate,” Zayn rubs his hands together before placing them on Niall's side.

“1,2,...” Zayn pulls on Niall and he tumbles to the floor. I sit up and try to refrain from laughing. Niall's confused head appears, his hand clutched to his elbow.

“What the hell-” He exclaims, his eyes now wide and alert. Me, Louis and Zayn burst in to laughter and I feel happier than I have in a long time.

“Come on, sleeping beauty. Let Lia have a shower.” Louis laughs, pulling Niall up and leading him out of the room, Niall's face confused. They close the door and I hop in to the bathroom. I have my first shower in my whole life. It was magnificent. I turn off the water and grab a towel from the stack on the side of the bath. I wrap it around my body and the other around my hair. I bite my lip as I realise I have no clean clothes. I go to put my ones from yesterday on but I groan when I discover they're wet.

“Damn,” I curse, looking around the huge bathroom. I spot a small pile of shirts in the corner and I head over to them. I pull one out and hold it against my body. It fell down to my knees so I slip on my underwear and then pull the blue t-shirt over my body. I let my wet hair stick to the back of the shirt as I bundle my clothes up and head in to the kitchen.

“Harry?” I ask as I step inside. Instead, I find everyone there except for my mother who's still in her room. I hear a spoon hit the side of a bowl and I turn to see Niall staring at me with wide eyes and an open mouth.

“Dude,” Liam hisses, wacking Niall in the arm. Louis laughs from the other side of the room as Niall blushes and returns to eating his cereal.

“What's up, Lia?” Harry turns from the stove, eyebrows raised.

“Woah, even his shirts now. Get in there, Nialler.” Harry laughs, winking at Niall. Niall glares at him.

“Wait? This is your shirt?” I ask Niall, pinching the material. He nods and my heart speeds up.

“Oh, I’m sorry I just found it and I didn't have anything else to-” I try to explain myself, getting flushed but Niall just smiles.

“It's fine, honestly.” Niall meets my eyes and I smile back.

“Anyway, Harry I was going to ask if there was a washing line to hang my clothes on... they got a bit wet in the bathroom. I'm not used to showers,” I admit, shrugging as I hand him the damp clothes. He takes them and opens a cupboard underneath the counter. He pushes the clothes inside and presses a few buttons.

“What's that?” I ask, taking a seat beside Zayn at the breakfast bar.

“A washing machine and a tumble dryer.” He explains and I nod, not understanding what the hell he's on about. Louis then begins to tell Harry how he and Zayn found me this morning. I watch Niall's face as his smile grows wider and wider. Up until the part where he ended up on the floor. He meets my eyes as I laugh along with the rest and my stomach pings at his lingering gaze. 

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