Kidnapped by One Direction

After a few hours, I’m still awake. Still waiting for sleep to come. Still hoping for Niall to show up and help me through all of this. I just want him to help me. To make me feel better.
I like Niall. I like him a lot. I really do. I can’t believe that I didn’t realise this earlier. How could I have been so stupid?
It felt wrong, since he was one of my kidnappers, but at the same time, so, so right.
I was shocked when I finally realised, when he kissed me, I didn’t mind. Didn’t mind when I was held by him, comforting me. I thought I was just being comforted, just being helped through a difficult time.
His hair, his voice, his eyes, his everything. The way he always wanted food. The way he snogged. Everything. I couldn’t wait until morning to tell him. Couldn’t. Now was the time.
So I snuck out, tiptoeing, and stopped at his door. I opened it, and found him awake.
Before he could say a word, I rushed forward and kissed him. It wasn’t a peck. We were full on snogging, I felt electricity course through my brain and fireworks light up in my eyes. Everything right now was perfectly imperfect, a little sloppy, but raw with emotion.
He pulls away, looking me in the eyes.
“Amber…do you like me?”
“Of course I do!” I roll my eyes. “Why else would I just kiss you like that?”
He shrugs, grinning.
“Well you’ll be pleased to know that I like you too.”
“I know that already, you assmuffin.” (AN: Thanks SadieMalik (: ) I joke. He pretends to look hurt for a moment, before pulling me down into another kiss.
“What’re we going to tell the guys?” I ask.
“Don’t worry about that now. Let’s just sleep.”
And we do, waking up sooner than I like to Niall’s alarm. I yawn and stretch, still cuddled up to his side. He wakes up and looks at me.
“That wasn’t just a dream, right?”
I answer by putting my lips on his and kissing him awake.
“Guess not.” I answer cheekily. He grins.
“Good.”
We get up and get dressed, me just throwing on one of his hoodies and sweatpants.
Then we go downstairs and make breakfast.
As I’m washing the pan from the omelets, he grabs me from behind, looping his arms around my waist.
“You know, “ he says, his voice in a sexy husky tone that I’ve never heard before. “you look hot in my clothes.”
I giggle and turn around, surprising him with yet another long, passionate kiss.
Unfortunately, we’re interrupted in the middle of that perfect moment.
Liam wonders in, no shirt and no pants, just boxers. His eyes widen when he catches us snogging.
“Uh…um…sorry, didn’t know you two…yeah…” he actually looks really hurt for some reason. Whatever.
“Well..” Niall starts, but I interrupt.
“Niall and I are dating now, I guess.” I say, smiling. “Why don’t you wake the other boys up so we can tell them?”
“Uh…okay.” Says Liam, leaving the room. He returns a few minutes later with three other sleepy looking boys.
“This had better be good.” Grouched Louis. “It’s NINE in the morning!”
“It is…kind of.” I say. “Niall, why don’t you tell them?”
“Well…we’re dating now.” Niall says, looking really happy.
The other boys, minus Liam, do not.
“Amber, go to your room. We need to talk. Alone.”
“But-“ he cuts me off.
“I said. GO to your room!” he yells. Louis barely ever yells. He’s one of the happiest people I’ve ever met. But when he gets mad, it’s scary.
I listen, but of course, being the teenage girl I am, I decide to eavesdrop.
“Mate, you can’t date her! We kidnapped her, for Christ’s sake!” Sputters Louis.
“I don’t care. I like her.” Says Niall.
“You can’t even go on proper dates!” Louis exclaims.
“That’s true, mate.” Zayn adds into the conversation.
“I’m going to get Louise to dye her hair. Maybe colored contacts, too.” Niall says.
“Oh no! You’re not bringing Lou into this!” Yells Harry.
“Shut up! You lot have virtually no idea!” Niall screams before walking towards the stairs I’m on.
I run back to my room, processing all of the information I just heard.

Notes

Whoa two chaps in one night!!