The One (Niall Horan fanfiction)

Madison's POV
I stayed at Niall's flat. It was late. Niall was in his bed sleep. I laid next to him. I couldn't sleep. I felt restless. I wanted to move and walk around. I steadily got up trying not to wake up the beautiful blonde male next to me. I walked down the dark hall slowly to the living room. I felt the walls hoping to find a light switch. Once I got to the end of the hall I felt a bump telling me that was the switch. I flipped it on, and the living room lit up. He had a nice flat. Good furnishing. I really liked the his style in couches. He obviously likes white as a style in a home. His house was bright. I really did like it though. After I was done observing the living room I walked over to the window, and stared out. I hoped maybe it would help calm me.
After a while of staring out the window I began to notice a male figure staring up at the window. My heart jumped, and my pulse began to rise. I breathing quick, uneven, and staggered. I was hoping maybe it was hallucination, but it wasn't. The male figure turned, and walked away. I put my hand over my mouth trying to hold back a shriek. My hand dropped. I quickly walked back to Niall's room, and laid safely next to him. Once I was next to him I instantly felt safe. I still couldn't sleep. My mind just kept going back to the figure I had just recently saw. A few names went through my mind. Then my mind went to the conclusion that it was just a creep spying. I tired to get my mind off of it, and just tell myself it was nothing, but every time I found a way to push it to the back of my mind it would some how find it's way back to the front.
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I had finally gotten myself to go to sleep. I opened my eyes, and groaned at the light. Once my eyes adjusted to the lighting, I sat up. I looked over at Niall who was still sleeping. He was shirtless he didn't start the night sleeping with no shirt. I figured he took it off in the middle of the night. Niall was laying on his stomach his hands and forearms hidden under the pillow. I smiled at how adorable he was sleeping. My phone was laying on the night stand next to me. I picked it up to check the time. I bit my lip at the time. 12:40 I was ten minutes late for work. I was going to be in deep trouble. I quickly slipped my shoes on, and shoved my phone into my pocket. I was going to have to run home.
Quickly hurrying out of the flat. Once I got onto the street I ran as fast as I could. My heart racing. I ran across the road disregarding the cars. They honked in curse as I ran across. I needed to work out more. I was getting tired already. My breath was short and quick, my legs were in pain from the running, my chest hurt from quickly breathing in and out the rich cold hair. I seriously needed to exercise. My pace slowed to a jog. I jogged until I got to my street then I quickly walked. I finally made it home. Breathing hard.
I'm so fat. I thought to myself. I went to grab my bag to get my keys, but then I realized I didn't bring my bag with me. I had forgotten it in Niall's car.
I groaned in annoyance." Seriously." I stomped my foot to the ground. I remember my phone, but not my keys." I was calming down a bit, and my temperature was going down. It was really cold outside, and I was now a hour late for work. I was defiantly going to get fired. My phone vibrated. I pulled it out of my pocket, and check to see who it was. It was Jamie. I slid the answer key over, and put it to my ear.
"Hello." I answered.
"Where are you." Jamie asked whispering. Before I could answer she began to speak." The boss is furious. You very late you need to get here now." Jamie hung up before I got to speak. I put my phone back into my pocket. My mind began to think. I suddenly remembered my spare key in my plant by the door outside. I dug through the plant and retrieved my key. I unlocked the door, and ran into the house. I ran upstairs to my room quickly pulling shirt over my head. Pushing down my pants. I quickly put on my work clothes, and ran down stairs and out the door. I ran back inside realizing I didn't have my car keys. I remembered that my keys were in my bag that was left in Niall's car. I cursed under my breath. I was stress enough as it is. I didn't have a spare key for my car like I did my house. I was going to have to run again. I groaned and ran out of the house. I began to run away to work as fast as I could. I wasn't going to let my unfit self get the best of me.

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