Niall P.O.V

I awoke with an arm wrapped tightly around my waist. I was snuggled up to some ones chest, our legs entwined. I lifted the sheet slightly and noticed we were both completely naked. I hoped to god it was Liam and not some random guy that I picked up at the club when I was smashed off my face. I was to afraid to look at their face, afraid that it wouldn’t be Liam.
Oh god, there is a chance that I just cheated on my boyfriend.

Without looking up at them I grabbed a spare sheet that had been kicked to the end of the bed and wrapped it around my waist. I looked around the room; there was nothing familiar about it. I walked towards the bedroom door noticing a suitcase propped up against the wall, its contents spilling onto the floor. Beside it sat a flat screen TV on a desk. I noticed a napkin that had InterContinental Hotel printed in a cursive across the front. Where had I heard that name before? Why did it sound so familiar? My head was pounding so hard I couldn’t think straight. I walked out the bedroom door looking for the bathroom; I walked down a short hallway and found it. Pushing the door open I let the sheet fall to the floor and started the water.

I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash over my body and clear my head. I kept thinking about that napkin. I know that hotel name from somewhere, but where?

I tried desperately to remember what happened last night. I mean, it’s pretty obvious to know what went down last night, but I needed to know who the guy is that I woke up next too.

Images suddenly invaded my mind. Hands running up my shirt, somebody laying me carefully on the bed. Somebody towering over my body as they kissed their way down my torso. Large brown eyes looking up at me through thick lashes. Eyes that I would recognize anywhere.

InterContinental Hotel.

Beautiful, puppy Brown Eyes.

Liam.

I turned the water off; stepping out of the shower I wrapped a towel around my waist. Still dripping wet I ran back into the bedroom. I walked over to the side of the bed that was currently occupied I pulled the sheet down a few inches, revealing wild brown hair that had a gentle flick at the end, hair that was much tamer then Harry’s. I pulled the sheet the rest of the way down to uncover their face, and the relief that flowed through me was indescribable as I was faced with Liam. He stirred and slowly opened his eyes to look at me.

“Morning, babe.” He smiled at me, his voice groggy with sleep.

“Morning, Liam.” I replied, with a huge grin on my face.

“Niall, what are you doing? Why are you all wet?” He asked confused, finally getting a proper look at me.

“Oh, I just jumped in the shower. Do you remember last night?” I asked him, silently wishing that he did.

“Of course I did. How could I forget that so quickly? Why? Are you regretting it? Cause you seemed to enjoy it last night.” He replied, looking right in my eyes to see if I was lying.

“No, that’s not it. I woke up this morning a little disoriented but I’m okay now. I’m just not used to waking up in someone else’s hotel room.” I said, laughing.

“What’s the time anyway? Do you think the other boys are up yet?” He asked.

I leant over Liam to look at the clock on the bedside table. The bright green numbers read 8:47am. “It’s almost 9am. The other boys won’t be close to getting up yet. Not after the night we all had. How about we go get some breakfast. I saw a little coffee shop on our way here from the airport yesterday.” I told him.

“Sounds good.” He said, as he made his way out of bed completely naked. I guessed he was going to shower. He glanced back and caught me staring at him and gave me a smirk, before walking out of the room. My cheeks flushed bright red.

“Liam, I’m going to my room to get some clothes.”

I shouted to him. He didn’t respond, but I would be back before he was out of the shower anyway. I opened the door that leads into the hallway slightly and stuck my head out, making sure there was nobody there. My room was only 3 doors down from Liam’s, but I was wearing a towel which somehow made the journey that much longer. I saw no one in the hallway so put a door stopper against the door and the wall so I could get back in and I walked out and quickly jogging to my room, putting my card in the door and stepping in. I quickly walked into my bedroom and grabbed some clothes, chucking them on. I grabbed my phone that I had left behind last night and walked back out the door. I walked back into Liam’s hotel room just as he was getting out of the shower. I got a quick glance of him before he ducked into his bedroom to get dressed. He stepped into the kitchen were I was waiting five minutes later and me made our way down to the lobby.

We walked along the street without any bodyguards, which was the biggest mistake. We were spotted halfway to the coffee shop and swarmed by fans. I tried not to get too overwhelmed by the whole thing and they invaded our personal space. But Liam held my hand the whole time that we posed for photos and gave out autographs, making me feel safe. We told them that we had somewhere we had to be; surprisingly they respected that and let us go on our way.

They shouted out “Niam, we love you!” as we walked away. I blushed bright red and Liam looked down at me with a grin plastered on his face.

“Well I did tell them that Niam was real.” He said. We laughed the rest of the short walk to the coffee shop.

We sat down in a corner booth, luckily this place was mainly filled with old people, so we were able to have some privacy. I ordered the French toast and a pot of tea to share, while Liam ordered the bacon and eggs. We sat in silence for a while until it started to become uncomfortable.

“So, Liam. What happens now? I mean last night was amazing and I wouldn’t take it back but I’m curious as to where we go from here.” I asked him straight out.

“I don’t regret it either. Honestly the best lay I have ever had.” He said, as he grinned at me making me blush bright red. “But I don’t think it would be wise to tell the guys yet. I think we should keep it on the down low for now, and see where it goes. That way it’s even more special, with just us knowing. Like our own little secret.” He concluded.

“Yeah, I don’t know how the guys would react to finding out about us. Though we will tell them eventually, right?” I asked him, sipping my tea.

“Yeah, right.” He replied quickly.

We finished our food, and quickly walked back to the hotel. To avoid the fans we snuck in the back entrance. My phone buzzed in my pocket. A text from Harry saying to meet in his room. We had our way up to the 5th floor and knocked on room 522 door. Harry answered it with a smile.

“Hey guys, come on in.” He said, stepping to the side to let us in.

We joined the other guys at the small table in the kitchen.

“So, ah Liam. Had a good night, did we?” Louis asked Liam with a wink.

I froze, thinking that we were about to be outed. This can not be happening; I’m not ready for this yet.

“Oh, yeah that. I met a girl at the club and I guess you know the rest now.” Liam replied, looking down at the table.

“Oh, you lucky man.” Zayn said to him. “Okay, guys let it go. It was just a one night thing.” Liam said.

I know he was just saying that for the sake of the guys, but his words hurt me. He told me that it wasn’t a one night thing and that we would work it out. But his words weren’t doing anything to ease my stomach.

“Wow, Liam. I thought you were the responsible one.” Harry said, looking at him questionably.

“Guys, I was drunk. Now can we please drop it.” Liam said sternly.

“Okay then.. So what do you guys think of hiring a boat?” Louis said, surprising us all.