HANNAH'S P.O.V.


I wake up to the sun filling my room. I can tell by the brightness that it's very early and I mentally kick myself for not closing the curtains when Niall arrived last night. I was a wreck and I can't believe I put my stupid drama before his and he doesn't even have a place to live. I rub my eyes and carefully lift Niall's heavy arm off of my waist and start to slide out of the sheets. As soon as the layers of blankets leave my body, I shiver. My room is freezing. I pick up my phone from the nightstand and have more notifications than usual, which scares me a bit considering the events of last night.


*FROM: Jess
I'm sorry about last night. Call me when you can.*


*FROM: Dad
Hey sweetie, I left, but I'm going to be in the city. Come see me when you're less angry. I love you.*


I roll my eyes and close his message, not even knowing how to respond.


*FROM: Harry
Hey, we should go to lunch and discuss things in detail. Let me know what day is good for you. Thank you again.*


I decide to reply to him when Niall wakes up, not exactly knowing what my day will consist of yet. Lastly, I open a dreaded message from my mother.


*FROM: Mom
Hi, I know you're still mad at me so I figured I'd leave you alone, but I'll be gone all day. There should be something to eat in the fridge.*


I toss my phone aside, extremely relieved that she isn't here.

Sitting back in my bed, I look over and examine the owner of the soft snores next to me. Niall's hair is all over the place and I never realized how long it really is until now. I giggle and let my eyes drift farther down. I gasp as I notice a dark bruise covering his right eye. I must have been louder than I realized because he shifts in his sleep and finally opens his eyes, the bruise preventing the swollen one from opening completely.

He winces in pain when he brings his hand up to his face, thoughtlessly rubbing his eye.

"Oh my god, did I punch you in my sleep?"

He chuckles and sits up a bit, not at all surprised by the discomfort he's obviously experiencing.

"No, Hannah. You didn't."

He leans against his elbow on the mattress and his biceps tighten and I catch myself staring.

"What the hell happened, then?"

"Uh, my brother hit me. When he kicked me out."

I instantly feel sorry for Niall, but I remember how he spoke of his brother to me. They seemed really close. What could possibly have lead him to punch Niall?

"Greg, right? You said we'd talk about it in the morning..."

My voice trails off and I stare at him questioningly, watching his expression to make sure I'm not pushing the subject too far. He lays back down, facing me and I follow his lead, dropping my head onto my pillow again. He gazes into my eyes and I watch him mentally search for the right words to say.

"It's really my fault. I can't even blame him for it."

My body tenses as a flood of emotion passes over his eyes. He takes a deep breath and rests his hand on my forearm. His thumb lightly runs over my skin and he stares at our contact, unable to look me in the eyes.

"Allison and him have been distant for a while now. They've been fighting so much and he's just such a dick sometimes. I found out he had been cheating on her too, but-"

Too? Different possibilities run wild in my head, but I don't really know where he's going with this, so I scoot closer to him to make him feel a little more comfortable. I want him to know I won't judge him. What right do I have?

"But, what? Don't worry, Niall. You can tell me."

He finally looks up and forces a grin while a single tear rolls down his cheek.

"I can't believe what I did, Hannah. I- I slept with her. With Allison."

I observe the realization of what he's done officially hit him. He rolls over, facing away from me and covers his face with his hands. I sit up and move closer to him, resting my hand on his shoulder. Sobs overtake him and I can see the distress he's in over the mistake he made.

"Niall, shhh. It's okay."

He turns around abruptly and I jump back a bit, surprised by his outburst.

"No, it's not! I kept trying to tell myself it was, but it isn't. Sure, he cheated too, but it's not even
about that. It's about what I did! He's my brother for fuck's sake!"

He sits up and leans his bare back against my headboard. I brush a piece of hair away from his face, causing him to look at me. He immediately turns his focus to a random spot on my wall.

"Hey, look at me."

He reluctantly turns to face me and when our eyes meet, my heart sinks at his expression.

"It was wrong, okay? But, you realize that! I hardly know you and one of the first things you told me was how closer you and your brother are. You love him. It was a mistake; you weren't trying to hurt him. Did it only happen once?"

He nods his head, obviously ashamed of himself.

"Alright, and you said they were already having issues, right? It doesn't make it okay, but it's not like you single-handedly tore them apart."

He wraps his arm around me and we both settle back into the pillows.

"So, you don't hate me for it?"

I adjust my position so that I'm propped up on my elbow and lean over, my face inches from his.

"I have no reason to hate you, Niall."

He opens his mouth to speak, but I stop him with my lips against his, moving slowly and passionately together. Niall pulls me on top of him so that our bodies are pressed together. It feels natural and fluid as my legs rest on either side of his hips. Niall's hands travel down my spine and find their way to my behind, his fingers pressing into my skin roughly. I whimper into his mouth and pull away, sitting up and resting my hands on his chest.

"Uh oh, already breaking a rule! Hands above the waist."

I scold him playfully and he releases his hands, holding them up as if he's been caught by the cops.

"I'm sure you straddling me goes against the rules too."

I lean over and peck his soft lips.

"We never said that, but if you say so..."

I start to kick my leg over, but he catches me around my waist and holds me in place.

"I'm okay with it if you are."

I giggle and lay back on his torso, running my fingers through his messy hair. He lifts his head so that our lips meet again and he rolls us both over until he's pinning me against the bed, leaving light kisses along my jawline.

"We should-"

My words are cut off by his phone ringing near the couch. He jumps up and scurries over in his tight boxers to his backpack. God, he looks so good. He searches for his phone and finally finds it in his jeans.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Louis, yeah..." he paces the floor and looks around my room, "I got kicked out and I didn't know who else to call-"

He sits on the edge of my bed and I reach over for my phone as he continues to talk to Louis. I respond to Harry's message only.


*TO: Harry
Today might be okay. I'll call you later :)*


"Okay, yeah, I stayed with Hannah last night..."

He laughs at something Louis says and I can't help but smile at his hearty laugh.

"Not like that."

He glances at me and winks as he sits back under the covers, obviously cold like I am.

"Okay, thanks mate. Yeah, I'll head over around lunch time. Bye."

He hangs up and tosses his phone aside, immediately pulling me back to him.

"God, your room is freezing."

"I know. So what did Lou say?"

"He said I can stay with him for a bit. He's living in the pool house and his parents won't even know."

"Perfect. You know, if you close the curtains, we can go back to sleep!"

He chuckles and kisses my ice-cold nose before standing up and jogging over to the window.
He shuts the curtains tight and bounces back to my bed, shivering.

"Now cuddle me, love."

He pouts and I giggle, eagerly giving in to his request. I snuggle into his warm chest and his arms wrap around my shoulders protectively.

"Your mum isn't going to barge in, is she?"

"Nope, she texted me. She's gone all day."

"Perfect."

"Do you need ice or something for your eye?"

"I'm too tired to think about it right now. It doesn't hurt too bad. I'll let you doctor me when we
wake up."

"Okay, I just don't want you to be in pain."

"Don't worry, babe. You're already making it feel better."

His sweet words make me smile. He kisses my forehead and we both wiggle around in the dark until we find a comfortable position. As I drift off into a peaceful slumber, for a moment, I wonder if there's more he isn't telling me. However, before I can give it much thought, my consciousness quickly fades while I'm still grinning against Niall's shoulder.

Notes

Hello, lovelies. <3 How have you been? Sorry, I took a while! I was on a roll with my updates and then my car broke down and it's been hectic trying to get around, so yeah.. but, I'll have my car back tomorrow (almost $1,000 later yay -_-) so things are back to normal. xx thanks for your patience.

I know this was sort of a short chapter, but they'll be longer again now.. I just wanted to post SOMETHING because I felt like a failure otherwise haha. Please comment, vote, and subscribe. I know this story isn't a favorite of most of my readers, but I still love this story so I'm going to keep writing it lol. :* I love you guys! <3


*SIGH* Can you imagine waking up to these eyes <3 He's so beautiful!