Niall surprised me after I told him about my mother; I expected to be looked at as if I were a sick puppy dog with a limp but it was like the complete opposite. Somehow Niall saw over that and looked at me exactly the same.
We were walking back to the hotel in silence since every few minutes a new group of fans run up and ask for pictures and stuff. It was cute but I really wanted to get back. I was seriously more tired than I expected to be after being with Zayn and only getting a few hours of sleep since I couldn't sleep on the plane ride over here.
The walk back to the hotel took thirty minutes from the original ten. We get up to our floor and walk in separate direction in silence.
"Hey Mads." I turn around and look at Niall.
"Yup?"
"Thank you for opening up to me." He smiles as he slides his key card allowing him to get into his room.
"Any time. Thanks for not judging me." He nods and walks into his room. And I do the same. I walk over to my bed and lay down hoping to get a few hours of sleep. The second my head hits the pillow I hear my bathroom door open. I jump up and look over to see Zayn looking at me.
"Jumpy?" He asks while walking over to sit next to me.
"Um yeah! Zayn I thought you were an ax murderer or something! What the fuck are you doing in my room?!" I was kind of shouting but laughing at the same time.
"I fell asleep after you left and just woke up. I went to use the bathroom and then I walk back and you're here." He laughs and grabs the remote to turn on the TV.
I grab it back and turn the TV back off.
"No! I am exhausted I need to sleep!" A grin grows on his face ans he moves closer to me.
"Oh I see. I wore you out didn't I?" I push him away and wrap my self in the covers.
"Nope Niall did." I smile after saying that knowing that he would get the wrong idea.
"What?" I turn and look at him and he looks seriously upset.
"Zayn." I laugh and roll my eyes. I'm open my mouth to explain but her opens his first.
"You're such a whore. How about you try not to sleep with every guy that tells you you're pretty?"
My mouth falls and I cant help the anger that boils in me. I point to the door and stare at him.
"Zayn get the hell out of my room." I didn't yell or scream. I said it slowly and just stared at him.
He picked up all of his shit and stormed out; slamming the door on his way.

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