I got up to walk out the door. Mainly because I needed to avoid saying something stupid to Niall but I needed a shower as well.
“Addie. Are you seriously going to leave? Everytime I say something you don’t like are you going to get up and walk out?” Niall was mad. I had never really seen him angry before. It was…weird.
“No, but I need a shower and now seemed like a good time to go get one.”
“Just because I need a little bit of time doesn’t mean I don’t like you. You know that, right?” He asked, being so adorable.
“I know, I know.” I said, resting my hands on his shoulders. Without my heels on I was easily 6 inches shorter than him.
He looked down at me, “It’s strange you didn’t ask why I needed time.”
I looked up at him, curiously. “Why do you need more time?”
“I don’t think you’re ready for this. I don’t think that you can take it when you were badly hurt from that James guy. What if I hurt you? How could I deal with that…rather how could YOU deal with that?” He paused, “I’m just thinking of you.”
I bit my lip. He was right. Should I really just rush into any relationship? I’ve known Niall for what? Three weeks? I’ve only spent 2 weeks with him. But I’ve never really felt so happy with anyone. He had those eyes that made my knees weak and that blonde hair that was too perfect. His personality was so compatible with mine.
“Niall, listen to me. James and I are through. We broke up SIX months ago. I’m over it.”
He sighed in exasperation, “No you aren’t! Every time someone brings him up you almost break down in tears. I just can’t stand to see you like that. If you aren’t over him, I’ll have to deal with it. It isn’t your fault. It’s his fault for doing what he did.”
“Fine, I guess. How can I prove to you that I’m over him?”
He pondered it for a minute, “I’ll think of something.” I looked at the stack of pictures scattered on the floor. I took the one of James and me and ripped it in half. It was the best feeling in the world. I threw it in the waste bin and walked downstairs to get a shower.
Who knew ripping a picture could feel like weights being taken off your shoulders? I washed my tangled curls out with my vanilla scented shampoo.
One thing about having only one bathroom and six people living in the house, it sucks. Only one shower, one toilet, and two sinks? That’s not enough!
I dried my hair with the hair dryer, obviously because it would take forever to let my hair air dry. I decided on straightening it. It took half an hour because I have too many curls. I threw on the bra and underwear I brought down and then the oversized shirt from my graduating year.
I walked back upstairs into my new room. Niall was asleep, his head was on his desk. He looked like he was going to fall out of his chair.
His laptop was opened and I know I shouldn’t peek but I’m to nosy not to. It was his twitter open and his skype account. I didn’t snoop through his skype because I wouldn’t want him looking through my stuff.
I shook his shoulders, “Niall, go to sleep in your bed.”
He jumped out of the chair and fell face first onto the floor. “Oi!”
I laughed so hard I had to grab my sides, “Are…are you okay?”
He jumped up and into his bed, “Just dandy, thanks.”
I ran a hand through my hair, “Would you mind if I used your laptop for a bit?” I asked, looking at it.
He yawned, “It’s past midnight…but if you want to, you can.”
I logged onto my facebook which I haven’t looked at in weeks. 223 new friend requests…is this the price for knowing One Direction? I declined most of them but accepted a few I knew. It was around 1 in the morning when I was finished. I had tons of messages and wallposts asking about the beach and if I was bringing Niall! One message stuck out in particular: Hey Addie. It’s been a while since we talked last but I hope you’re alright. Heard you were living with Hazza and his bandmates. What about this Niall fellow Jaime and Ember keep yakking on about? I suppose I’ll see you and Niall at the beach on Tuesday? Xx James.
I read over it three times. It says it was sent yesterday, Sunday. Today is Monday…Oh my gosh, I need to pack for the beach.
James and I haven’t spoken much since around December when we broke up. But when we did say something it was always something we both regretted. Once in February he and I were left alone for half an hour whilst our friends were picking up food and we admitted we missed each other and dated for about a month, without anyone knowing. But we broke it off after he cheated again. I got a tattoo on my back because of him. It’s hidden underneath my bra strap. It says: Hopeless in cursive font. I forged my parent’s signatures to get it. No one has seen it except Jaime and Ember. But I’m guessing everyone will see it at the beach…
I logged out and went to sleep
No one bothered to wake me up the next morning. Everyone thought it would be good if I got a bit of sleep. So of course, without an alarm clock, I woke up at noon.
I glanced in the mirror. In the last year I had really grown up. My face had thinned out, it was chubbier before. I had nice cheekbones and a prominent collar bone that slightly stuck out of my shirt. My hair which was once a nice brown like Harry’s was highlighted and looked more grown up. I still resembled Hazza, which is slightly creepy. You should see our kid pictures together. People used to ask if we were twins!
I straightened out my hair before going to brush my teeth. The boys were doing their own things. I believe Louis was leaving in an hour to go the airport to surprise Hannah for the week. Which reminded me that Niall and I need to pack…but first we should probably tell Harry.
“Niall?” I yelled, looking round the flat.
“In Zayn’s room.” I heard a muffled irish accent come from upstairs.
Zayn, Niall, and Liam were all huddled on the floor listening to music and talking.
“Vas happenin, Addie?” Zayn asked in his thick accent.
I laughed, “Well, I’m here to retrieve Niall.”
Liam and Zayn sighed, “BOOOOO.”
Niall stood up and followed me out of the room. “Why do you need me?”
I laughed, “Do you know when we’re going to the beach?”
“This week?” He asked, confused.
“Tomorrow.” I said. His eyes got wide.
“We need to pack! We need to tell Harry!” He grabbed my hand as we ran down to my old room and he knocked on the door, releasing my hand.
“Come in.” Harry said, his bed creaking.
He was on his laptop, probably checking up on facebook like usual.
“Hazza, I have a question. Since you’re my supposed to be my best brother ever…”
His eyebrows raised, “What do you need?”
“Jaime and Ember asked me to go to the beach tomorrow.”
“Jaime?” he recalled his ex-girlfriend, “How is she? Is she still dating that one fellow…Devon?”
“She’s fine. She and Devon broke up a while ago.”
He nodded, “I suppose you could go. Did you ask Mum?”
I had called mum earlier the previous week to tell her I was going. She loved the idea of me spending time with my friends before I head to University.
“Yes, I called mummy.”
“So why is Niall in here then…?” Harry asked, looking up from his laptop.
“Well, Jaime and Ember wanted me to bring a friend…so I asked Niall to go.”
I was really pushing my luck with Harry. He was already letting me live in the same room as Niall…going on a holiday with him?
He cleared his throat… “You want to go on an unsupervised trip to the beach…with Niall?”
I nodded and Niall’s face was pleading with Harry. Harry looked from Niall to me and sighed, “Since I promised I’d be less…protective…maybe this would be…acceptable?”
I squealed, “Oh thank you, Harry!” I gave him a tight hug and he ‘yeah’ed me.
Niall and I said thank you again and went upstairs to start packing. We spent the day talking and throwing things into our totes.
I stared at my drawer full of bikini’s. Which 3 should I bring? I decided to ask Niall. “Hey Niall…can you come help me for a second?”
He got up from folding some clothes, “What do you need?”
I held up a purple leopard bandeau top with black matching bottoms. “Do you like this swimsuit?”
He swallowed hard, “Erm, yeah…it’s rather nice.”
I bit my lip to keep from laughing at his blushing face. “What about this one?” I pulled out a lacy white cutout number.
“I..I..I think that one’s my favourite.”
I laughed loudly, “Niall, do you like my swimsuits?”
He nodded quickly, “Very much.”
It was strange that Niall hadn’t brought up last night and how I ripped the picture I had been holding onto for a long while. He seemed to just forget about it.
I helped Niall pick out some really lavish clothes for fancy dinners we’d have. A pair of tan chino’s with a collared light blue button-up and some of his nicer tennis shoes.
I zipped up my last suitcase. Niall was lying in his bed. He’d had his things packed for half an hour now. He patted his bed, “Sleep with me tonight?”
I sighed, “Plenty of time for that at the beach.” I winked and he smiled.
I rolled into his bed as he turned the lights off. We had our alarms set for 5 am. We’d be taking a rental car and arriving in 7 hours.
“Addie…I think that you are a lot more ready than I thought.”
I looked at his face in the darkness, “What do you mean?”
“The way you ripped that picture of you and him, for me? I didn’t know you’d do something like that. I think that it was very…sweet of you. I would’ve done the same for you, you know?”
“It made me feel a lot better. I don’t know why I kept the picture that long.”
He pulled me on top of him so I was forced to look at him. “Addie…will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”
My mouth turned its corners up into a huge grin, “I would love to.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” He smiled and his lips met mine, for the first time whilst we were dating. It was even better, if that’s possible. He was gentle yet passionate. I loved that about him. I’m not saying I love him. I do not love him. I may be falling in love with him. I would never say that I love him until we’ve been dating a long while.
I fell asleep next to him and was rudely awaken by the sound of our iPhones buzzing at the coordinated time. We groaned, simultaneously. He kissed my forehead as we shut off the alarms.
We shoved last minute things into our bags. Our laptops, chargers, and hygiene things.
We said our goodbyes to all of the guys. I shut the door behind me.
“Ready, love?” Niall asked, grabbing my hand and interlocking our fingers.
“Ready.” I smiled and we made our way to the car.