Drama
Chapter 29: He's Back
Leila’s P.O.V.
Bowling was great! I managed to get 3 total strikes and my highest score was 108! It did take my mind off of things but now it’s time to pick up Niall. I’m in a good mood at least, but I know that when Niall comes back in the picture, he’s going to bring the mood down. At least I’m prepared for it.
Madison’s friends drop us back off at our apartment and we head inside, eager for some food. It was late afternoon when we went bowling, so none of us were really that hungry, but now Madison and I are. She decides to prepare something, so while she whips something up, I watch some TV to pass the time.
“Bowling was amazing, Madison. Thanks for inviting me,” I thank her, settling down on the couch.
“No problem! I had a great time, too,” Madison responds, pulling out loud pans from the cabinet. “When do you want to leave to pick Niall up?”
“Um, after dinner? Is that alright?” I answer.
“Yeah, sure! I’ll have dinner prepared in about a half hour, and then we’ll leave once we’re done.”
“Thank you so much,” I tell her again. I feel like I keep telling her that, but it’s true. She’s done so much for me in the almost 2 months I’ve been here.
Since we will be leaving right after dinner, I get my bag ready. I don’t take much stuff, but the most important, like my phone and wallet. Once I finish, I enter back in the living room and get comfortable on the couch again, the scent of Madison’s dinner filling the air.
She finishes quickly and we eat hungrily, completing our dinners in a split second. I just want to go and meet Niall because I haven’t seen him in a few days. I miss him like crazy, even though it’s only been a couple of days. I always thought those kind of girls with boyfriends were silly, but now I’m turning into them. Sort of. They always complain when they couldn’t get to see their boyfriends, even though they just saw each other the day before, or they’re constantly texting them. I admit I don’t text Niall all that often, since we see each other almost every day. But now I’m beginning to realize that it’s just a part of being in a relationship. You want to spend as much time with each other as you can because you enjoy each other’s company.
I grab my purse from my room and we exit our apartment swiftly, getting into Madison’s car and driving away. I turn on some tunes and we sing along quietly while we drive, but Madison starts a conversation.
“You’re really excited to see Niall, aren’t you?” she questions, raising her eyebrow.
“Um, yeah, why wouldn’t I?” I answer.
“Just asking,” she replies.
“Something’s up, Madison. You wouldn’t be ‘just asking’,” I imply.
“Nothing’s up, I swear! I’m just trying to have a conversation with you!” she defends, smiling.
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding, I know,” I reply, giggling.
“You and Niall are just…I don’t know, like perfect!” she admits.
“Perfect?” I ask her.
“Yeah! You guys are like the perfect couple. I’m jealous,” she reveals. I laugh.
“We are far from perfect,” I say.
“Um, no you aren’t!” she declares.
“Whatever,” I respond, rolling my eyes.
I turn up the music and sing with it, not focusing on what she was saying. No couple is perfect and I’m pretty sure Niall and I aren’t. Right?
About an hour later, we reach the airport with just enough time. We head inside, through security, and to the gate and while all of that is happening, I check the board to make sure his flight is on time. It is and that means we have about 15 minutes to wait.
I literally can’t stop pacing. I’m too excited and nervous. Why am I nervous? It’s my boyfriend, for crying out loud.
“Are you okay?” Madison asks me with a slight giggle.
“Sort of,” I half-lie.
“Just chill, they’ll be here soon,” Madison comments.
“I can’t chill!” I declare.
“Okay, okay,” she backs off.
Soon, the minutes are up and the plane has landed safely. The passengers begin exiting the plane and entering the gate, but with every person passing me, I get even more nervous. He’s coming, I know he is. Just relax.
But as soon as I try to relax, I see his blonde hair poking out from the rest of the crowd and my excitement rises. I race over and almost tackle him into a hug, scaring the shit out of him.
“Woah, hey, babe!” Niall exclaims, regaining his balance. I don’t even answer because immediately I press my lips onto his, hungry for more.
“Guys, we’re in public!” Madison complains, coming up next to me. We break the kiss and I apologize to her.
Madison and I lead the way back to her car, my nerves finally calm. I climb in the back with Niall while Madison drives, cuddling up next to him on the long, hour drive back to our apartment. Niall looks very tired and almost falls asleep on the ride home, but luckily he stays awake enough to clamber inside our apartment.
“Well, I’m a bit tired from all the driving and everything, so I’m going to bed. Good night, guys,” Madison yawns as we enter inside. She immediately shuts herself up in her room.
“Good night, Madison. Yeah, I’m about to fall asleep, too,” I comment.
“You’re about to fall asleep?” Niall asks, raising his eyebrows at me. I look at him and pad into my bedroom. He follows with his bags and sets them by the foot of the bed. He opens them up and changes into his sleepwear.
“I’m guessing you don’t want the couch,” I say, opening my closet and finding some pajamas.
“I haven’t seen my girl in days. I’m not passing up any minute with her, especially when so much is happening,” Niall replies.
The way he says “my girl” flutters my heart, but he also mentioned all of this shit and then I remember.
“Thanks for reminding me,” I respond, pulling down my shorts and putting on my fuzzy pajama bottoms.
“Sorry,” he remarks, watching me change. I feel a bit of embarrassment, but at the same time, he’s my boyfriend. I strip off my shirt and throw it into the hamper in my closet, also unclasping my bra and slipping on my t-shirt.
“Are you not wearing a bra to bed because I’m here?” Niall playfully asks. I gasp.
“No, I never sleep with bras!” I admit. Honestly, I don’t. They’re so uncomfortable to sleep in and I don’t get how girls can sleep with them on. It’s just a habit for me to take it off.
“Sure,” Niall replies, implying that I’m lying.
“I’m serious, babe. I can’t sleep with one on,” I reveal, turning on my bedside lamp and shutting off the main lights. Niall crawls into my bed and I immediately follow, feeling the warmth of his body instantly next to mine. I grab my phone and try to think of a good time to wake up tomorrow.
“What time should I set the alarm?” I ask, feeling his hand move around the bottom hem of my t-shirt.
“Don’t worry about that. We both need sleep,” he mutters, his hand moving slowly upwards. “Put the phone down and turn off the light.”
I do as he says and snuggle up underneath the covers. The way his hand gently touches my skin is soothing, but as he gradually gets higher, my heart beats faster. His hand reaches the destination and curls up to the shape of my boob, squeezing gently. The feeling is enough to put me into a trance, something that I never want to stop. His fingertips find the point of my nipple and he pinches slightly, causing what feels like electric sparks to flow throughout my body. He releases and continues to massage my boob and it’s enough to put me to sleep. Maybe Madison’s right: we are a perfect couple.
Bowling was great! I managed to get 3 total strikes and my highest score was 108! It did take my mind off of things but now it’s time to pick up Niall. I’m in a good mood at least, but I know that when Niall comes back in the picture, he’s going to bring the mood down. At least I’m prepared for it.
Madison’s friends drop us back off at our apartment and we head inside, eager for some food. It was late afternoon when we went bowling, so none of us were really that hungry, but now Madison and I are. She decides to prepare something, so while she whips something up, I watch some TV to pass the time.
“Bowling was amazing, Madison. Thanks for inviting me,” I thank her, settling down on the couch.
“No problem! I had a great time, too,” Madison responds, pulling out loud pans from the cabinet. “When do you want to leave to pick Niall up?”
“Um, after dinner? Is that alright?” I answer.
“Yeah, sure! I’ll have dinner prepared in about a half hour, and then we’ll leave once we’re done.”
“Thank you so much,” I tell her again. I feel like I keep telling her that, but it’s true. She’s done so much for me in the almost 2 months I’ve been here.
Since we will be leaving right after dinner, I get my bag ready. I don’t take much stuff, but the most important, like my phone and wallet. Once I finish, I enter back in the living room and get comfortable on the couch again, the scent of Madison’s dinner filling the air.
She finishes quickly and we eat hungrily, completing our dinners in a split second. I just want to go and meet Niall because I haven’t seen him in a few days. I miss him like crazy, even though it’s only been a couple of days. I always thought those kind of girls with boyfriends were silly, but now I’m turning into them. Sort of. They always complain when they couldn’t get to see their boyfriends, even though they just saw each other the day before, or they’re constantly texting them. I admit I don’t text Niall all that often, since we see each other almost every day. But now I’m beginning to realize that it’s just a part of being in a relationship. You want to spend as much time with each other as you can because you enjoy each other’s company.
I grab my purse from my room and we exit our apartment swiftly, getting into Madison’s car and driving away. I turn on some tunes and we sing along quietly while we drive, but Madison starts a conversation.
“You’re really excited to see Niall, aren’t you?” she questions, raising her eyebrow.
“Um, yeah, why wouldn’t I?” I answer.
“Just asking,” she replies.
“Something’s up, Madison. You wouldn’t be ‘just asking’,” I imply.
“Nothing’s up, I swear! I’m just trying to have a conversation with you!” she defends, smiling.
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding, I know,” I reply, giggling.
“You and Niall are just…I don’t know, like perfect!” she admits.
“Perfect?” I ask her.
“Yeah! You guys are like the perfect couple. I’m jealous,” she reveals. I laugh.
“We are far from perfect,” I say.
“Um, no you aren’t!” she declares.
“Whatever,” I respond, rolling my eyes.
I turn up the music and sing with it, not focusing on what she was saying. No couple is perfect and I’m pretty sure Niall and I aren’t. Right?
About an hour later, we reach the airport with just enough time. We head inside, through security, and to the gate and while all of that is happening, I check the board to make sure his flight is on time. It is and that means we have about 15 minutes to wait.
I literally can’t stop pacing. I’m too excited and nervous. Why am I nervous? It’s my boyfriend, for crying out loud.
“Are you okay?” Madison asks me with a slight giggle.
“Sort of,” I half-lie.
“Just chill, they’ll be here soon,” Madison comments.
“I can’t chill!” I declare.
“Okay, okay,” she backs off.
Soon, the minutes are up and the plane has landed safely. The passengers begin exiting the plane and entering the gate, but with every person passing me, I get even more nervous. He’s coming, I know he is. Just relax.
But as soon as I try to relax, I see his blonde hair poking out from the rest of the crowd and my excitement rises. I race over and almost tackle him into a hug, scaring the shit out of him.
“Woah, hey, babe!” Niall exclaims, regaining his balance. I don’t even answer because immediately I press my lips onto his, hungry for more.
“Guys, we’re in public!” Madison complains, coming up next to me. We break the kiss and I apologize to her.
Madison and I lead the way back to her car, my nerves finally calm. I climb in the back with Niall while Madison drives, cuddling up next to him on the long, hour drive back to our apartment. Niall looks very tired and almost falls asleep on the ride home, but luckily he stays awake enough to clamber inside our apartment.
“Well, I’m a bit tired from all the driving and everything, so I’m going to bed. Good night, guys,” Madison yawns as we enter inside. She immediately shuts herself up in her room.
“Good night, Madison. Yeah, I’m about to fall asleep, too,” I comment.
“You’re about to fall asleep?” Niall asks, raising his eyebrows at me. I look at him and pad into my bedroom. He follows with his bags and sets them by the foot of the bed. He opens them up and changes into his sleepwear.
“I’m guessing you don’t want the couch,” I say, opening my closet and finding some pajamas.
“I haven’t seen my girl in days. I’m not passing up any minute with her, especially when so much is happening,” Niall replies.
The way he says “my girl” flutters my heart, but he also mentioned all of this shit and then I remember.
“Thanks for reminding me,” I respond, pulling down my shorts and putting on my fuzzy pajama bottoms.
“Sorry,” he remarks, watching me change. I feel a bit of embarrassment, but at the same time, he’s my boyfriend. I strip off my shirt and throw it into the hamper in my closet, also unclasping my bra and slipping on my t-shirt.
“Are you not wearing a bra to bed because I’m here?” Niall playfully asks. I gasp.
“No, I never sleep with bras!” I admit. Honestly, I don’t. They’re so uncomfortable to sleep in and I don’t get how girls can sleep with them on. It’s just a habit for me to take it off.
“Sure,” Niall replies, implying that I’m lying.
“I’m serious, babe. I can’t sleep with one on,” I reveal, turning on my bedside lamp and shutting off the main lights. Niall crawls into my bed and I immediately follow, feeling the warmth of his body instantly next to mine. I grab my phone and try to think of a good time to wake up tomorrow.
“What time should I set the alarm?” I ask, feeling his hand move around the bottom hem of my t-shirt.
“Don’t worry about that. We both need sleep,” he mutters, his hand moving slowly upwards. “Put the phone down and turn off the light.”
I do as he says and snuggle up underneath the covers. The way his hand gently touches my skin is soothing, but as he gradually gets higher, my heart beats faster. His hand reaches the destination and curls up to the shape of my boob, squeezing gently. The feeling is enough to put me into a trance, something that I never want to stop. His fingertips find the point of my nipple and he pinches slightly, causing what feels like electric sparks to flow throughout my body. He releases and continues to massage my boob and it’s enough to put me to sleep. Maybe Madison’s right: we are a perfect couple.
Notes
Sorry it’s short and sorry for the late update! So this week is going to get crazy for me (I have a play that we’re putting on for my drama class and I’m taking the ACT again on Saturday and so much other stuff going on) and I don’t know when I’ll be able to update next, but I’m guessing it will probably be this weekend instead of a double update this week (meaning just Sunday instead of both Wednesday and Sunday). Sorry about that!For other updates on what’s happening with my life, please follow my twitters: @Drama_1Dfanfic and @leikelamichelle. There you can find out when I’ll be updating next and all sorts of stuff. I follow back on both accounts!
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Make a Sequel please.
9/13/14