Gone

When I woke up to Niall shaking me furiously, I freaked out and leapt up as quickly as my stiff body would let me, holding back a high pitched scream in the process.
"Baby, it's okay," he murmured, "everything is okay, there's no need to panic. It was just getting really late and you never told me what time your curfew was,"
I was unable to keep myself from shuddering as the icy breeze suddenly became unbearable. He took off his hoodie and placed it over my shoulders revealing a Coldplay shirt.
"Oh no...you don't have to-"
There was no point in finishing my sentence, he was one of those guys that wouldn't take no for an answer when it came to that sort of thing. His jacket smelt strongly of the aftershave Armani Mania.
"Uh," I squinted at him, not quite fully awake, "I don't have one, Mum went out with some friends or something and said she'll be too drunk to notice,"

He chuckled to himself.
"Well, that's good then," he said, "you can go back to sleep if you want,"
My eyes had already readjusted to the faded darkness surrounding us. I shook my head, unsure about whether or not he saw. I took a couple of steps toward him. He caught me and grabbed me into a hug, our torsos touching. I definitely wasn't cold anymore. I felt safe; secure in his arms.
"I don't want to sleep, I just want to be here with you,"
It was true, every word of it. That's when I knew that I really had liked him this whole time. I had just been too stupid to realise.
"I thought I'd never hear you say that,"
He sounded absolutely ecstatic.

Then, it hit me. This was my ever real date. Sure, I had been Josh's hookup but this was different. Niall wasn't trying to get somewhere with me. He was happy to have me fall asleep on him. That's more than I could say for Josh who would do almost anything to get in my pants. I didn't want him to let me go and I especially didn't want this magical night to end. I had to know something though, out of pure curiousity.
"Niall," I whispered, "you were right...I do like you, but what happens now?"
He rested his head on top of mine and held me even closer. My face was squished up against his chest but I didn't mind.
"That's up to you," he answered.
As I closed my eyes I imagined what it would be like to be his girlfriend, hanging off his arm twenty four/seven. It hadn't exactly been a lifelong dream of mine but I wanted it now.
"I mean, what about Amber?"
"What about Amber? I broke up with her as soon as I got home," he replied, "we couldn't be any more over,"

I grinned. Hearing him say that made me feel pretty damn good. One question still lingered in the back of my mind. I was too afraid to ask him in case I was right. He had taken me on this date the same day he had broken up with Amber. I really did wonder if I was just a rebound. What if he was so heart broken over that sniveling slut that he needed to have a relationship with someone else to help him get over her? Would he really use me like that though? Usually I was a better judge but with Niall it was really hard to tell.

Notes

This chapter is now finished :)

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