"And a heating pad for cramps." I say bringing the tour of 'The Tricks for Your Period' to an end. "Now lets go Nialls four mugs are starting to kick in" I say looking towards Niall who was in a shopping cart screaming at a confused Louis. Zayn and Perrie were more than likely making out in the back of the store. Eleanor, Liam, and Danielle were looking at ice scream, each with a basket all ready full of junk. "I want some ice cream" Meg complained seeing Liam and the girls. "OH YAAAAA I almost forgot food." I said strutting towards the ice cream. Nearly clearing off the ice scream rack Liam paid while I talked with the about their neat girl tips. As we talked on the rather odd topic Niall snuck up behind me and suddenly picks me up by the waist spins me around and gives me a kiss, on the neck. Putting me down he ran away and I heard him say "okay Louis truth or dare?" With a cute drunken slur. "Ummm" I said causing an uproar of giggles.

Two movies and six pints of ice cream later I was lying In bed with a colossal belly ache just like the others. I tried to sleep but just like most nights I'd have terrible nightmares as soon as my eyes closed, I snuggled Dutch close letting tears escape but holding back any noise. Inhaling her scent seemed to have a positive effect on my megabits dreams; but lately she seemed to help less and less. I debating asking Meg if I could sleep with her, but at ten same time I don't think she would help. What I really wanted was to go to the living room where Niall had crashed and ask him if we would come sleep with me but he had been drunk and I've learned the hard way, never wake a drunk. Then suddenly, like a gift form the gods, someone knocked on my door, it was Niall. "Sar, u awake?" He whispered, trying to make it seem like I wasn't crying I groaned "I guess" "I had a bad dream, do you care if I sleep in your bed" he asked innocently, like a toddler to his mother. "Ya sure" I said cooly, thanking God silently. I felt him crawl into my bed and under the covers. He pulled up close next to me, wrapped a strong arm around me and pulled me into a tight, warm embrace that made all bad things go away and not come back. "Sarah?" Niall whispered again. "Yes Niall" I said, only half awake. "I'm hungry" he said, not moving a bit. "Me too" I said getting out of bed and turning the light on. Niall was right behind me on the way to the kitchen. For nearly and hour we ate left over ice cream and watched 'The Real World: Portland' best show ever. "Niall?" I asked him in the same innocent way he asked me. "Hmm?" He purred. "I'm tired" I yawned, resting my head in his lap, closing my eyes and let the 'falling' feeling take over. I faintly felt Niall gently stroke my hair a few time until he picked me up bridal style and carried me to my room. He put me down on the bed the climbed in him self. Before falling completely asleep he cooed "good night, Sar bear." And gave my forehead the slightest, lingering kiss. It was warm and made my whole body tingle. Then gave into sleep and slept better then I had sense before my parents died, eleven years ago, that's a long time to go with out a good nights sleep.

Notes

Guess wit ima dream about now? Niall, as usual.