Chapter 4- sleepover
"This has been amazing, Niall" I said to him. I glanced down to our linked hands then to his deep, blue eyes. I let go of one of Niall's soft hands and dug into my bag for my keys. Why was my bag so damn big? I had to let Niall's other hand go too just so I could find my freakin keys. Oh my god why do I have so much shit in here?
"What?" He asked. I sighed loudly and leaned against my front door. I looked up to him defeated by a stupid bag.
"I can't find my keys." I said shyly.
"Its fine, you can stay with me tonight and we can call the locksmith tomorrow." He smiled and I did too, I couldn't help it, he's contagious.
In the car we talked about Niall. Even though I was a fan and I thought that I knew everything about him he surprised me a few times telling me secrets that I wouldn't have shared if I was him. Seriously some of that shit was embarrassing. But we had a great time and a good laugh.
When we got to Niall's building we took the elevator up to his floor and he opened his door- his keys being in his pocket, he found then straight away- and lead me inside.
His place was huge! On the outside it just looked like a door in a corridor but when you walk in there is a huge living area and a really big kitchen. Then there is a hall that probably leads to his bedroom and other stuff. His apartment was really nicely furnished, modern but still classic. Black and white.
Niall walked into the white kitchen and opened the freezer grabbing two tubs of Ben and Jerry's ice cream. Oh my god.
"Niall I think I love you!" I mused as he handed me the whole tub and a spoon. We headed to the TV and he put a movie on.
"What movie?" I sat at the couch and Niall sat next to me.
"Goodfellas. I love this movie."
"I haven't seen it."
"Really? Well you’re going to love it. It's fucking great." I nodded at his enthusiasm. And leaned my head on his shoulders.
By the end of the movie Niall and I were lying on the couch. Me in front and him behind me, his strong arms wrapped around my waist.
"What did you think?" He asked
"It was O.K" I said teasingly. I felt him tense a little and I could tell he was frowning.
"I'm only joking. I loved it" I said. He relaxed and I laughed at him.
"Did you have fun tonight?" I asked him. I defiantly did.
"I did… Are you going to tell the others about me?" I asked as casually as I could, so he couldn’t see how nervous this topic made me, he would only tell them if he liked me but I wasn't too sure why he didn't just tell them to start with, mean it’s only a date.
"I'm not sure. Maybe when we get more serious."
"When?" I asked.
"Yea, when." I laughed at him not sure what else to do. His confidence made me nervous, like he knew what he was doing and I had no clue.
"Niall, I just want to put all my cards on the table here. I am going to be honest. I don't know what I’m doing. I have no idea what I want. Whether or not I need a relationship. No one has ever loved me and I've never done this before and I'm just nervous and excited and confused and just overwhelmed." I felt my face burning up and my palm got sweaty. I was flustered and nervous and I wasn’t coping well.
"No your just scared. Your scared that I will leave you and you will be left alone again, just like your family." He said it calmly like he knew me when in reality we had only just met. He calmed me down and my face started to cool off, I was relaxing.
"Will you leave me?" I asked him. Trying to be calm as well but that didn't work. I didn't really want to know the answer. I didn't want him to say yes and then just leave me alone again. This isn't going to work is it? If I keep doubting this? Maybe I'm moving too fast. Calm down Natalie, it's only our first date. Oh Nat you are fucked up.
"I won't leave you." His breath tickled my ear as he whispered it to me and I shivered. That was a serious statement. What do I do with that? Do I hug him? Kiss him? Just say thanks? Say nothing at all?
OK. Hold your horses Natalie it mightn't even mean what you think it means. But what else could it mean. Oh my god this is so crazy and confusing.
"Thanks Niall" I said gently and I sat up to hug him.
I saw his guitar in the corner of the room and I remembered that dream where he played me 'I would'
"Hey Niall, would you play me something?" I asked him and his face lit up. He smiled and nodded his head. He got up and picked his precious guitar up. He started fiddling with the strings, probably tuning the instrument.
"Well this is of our new album that hasn't even come out yet so count yourself lucky." Oh my god Niall was going to give me a personal concert of one of the songs of his new album. This is better than my dream.
He started strumming away at his guitar and it was so amazing. Then he started singing and my heart stopped.
"I figured it out; I figured it from black and white. Seconds and hours. Maybe we had to take some time." He was looking straight at me and I was amazed at how he could play without looking at his fingers. I looked into his eyes. His deep blue eyes that was a thousand times better than my posters ever showed. I moved and sat next to him and then he looked down to his guitar.
"Not even the gods above could separate the two of us." The song was almost finished. And I felt a hot tear roll down my cheek. It was so beautiful
"Oh my god Niall." I whispered I couldn't even talk. He chuckled at me and hugged my shoulders.
"Can you sing me something?" He asked and I smiled. Of course I can. I stood up and composed myself after crying over how perfect that song was.
"It's when I'm asleep right through, I'm cold and awake cause I can't feel you...
...For me there will never be case closed." I finished my song and looked at Niall he was smiling and started to clap his hands. I smiled too and sat back down on the couch. He moved from the stool he had been sitting on to sit next to me.
"That was really good"
"You were good as well, I can play piano too. Perks of having a rich dad" I said and tilted my head to the side. Spoilt rich girl habit.
"Looks like your child hood wasn't that bad." He said chuckling. I nodded and rested my head on his shoulder.
"You hungry?" He asked me and I got up not even bothering to answer because either way we were getting food.
We walked to the kitchen and he got out some Doritos and cheese and salsa and made nachos. Yum. As we waited for the microwave to finish I sat at the bench and he sat on it.
"Niall don't sit on the counter! That's so unhygienic." I scolded again.
"Excuse me just because you’re a germo-phobe doesn't mean you can tell me what to do with my own counter." He said sarcastically and laughed. I smiled half-heartedly, a bit embarrassed about my outburst. He hoped off the bench.
"Wanna watch another movie?" He asked politely
"Fine but only if I get to pick!" I said and ran to the TV to choose a movie. When I got there the microwave went off and Niall came to the lounge with coke and two glasses as well as a big tub of nachos.
I pressed play on the movie and Niall and I got into our cuddle buddies position on the couch.
"What movie we wat- pitch perfect!!!" He screamed in my ear.
"Ow Niall. Yes, pitch perfect." I replied rubbing my now whistling ear. He put his arm around my waist and somehow managed to poke the side of my stomach. I squealed and jumped away from him, my hands squeezed to my sides as I fell to the floor. Damn my ticklishness!!!
"What was that?" Niall managed to say between laughs.
"It's not funny. I'm really ticklish." I said pouting and sat back down next to him. We watched the movie and around halfway through I heard Niall say something. I turned my head and saw that he was fast asleep.
"Mum, I want Nandos!" He mumbled quietly. I chuckled at his muffled words and turned back to the movie. I don't remember watching the end of the movie so I guess I must have fallen asleep too.
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