I Promise. Niall Horan Fanfic.

Chapter 5

The next morning... 

I woke up in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room in an unfamiliar house. My head is pounding, my eyes are burning, ears ringing, stomach turning. The room is spinning.

"Is that even possible." I think aloud as I look around the unfamiliar room.

I see my shoes at the base of the bed. My dress on the floor next to my bra and underwear, along with a pair of men's jeans.

Until now I was unaware of my attire. I quickly examine my body. I'm wearing an oversized white V-neck and mens underwear.

Despite my confusion, my whereabouts are the least of my worries right now. The most important thing right now is a bathroom. I desperately need to find a bathroom.

My vision is blurred, my face is growing hotter and hotter by the minute. I can feel my cheeks burning. My stomach grumbling.

"Am I going to explode?" I whisper.

All of a sudden I feel something move next to me. Panic threatening to take over.

Ohh dear lord, what have I gotten my myself into' I thought as I tried to get up.

Sadly my attempt in vain...

I felt a body shift next to me. A hand moving under the covers. It's getting closer and closer. It suddenly touches me and I scream startling the person next to me.

A very shocked Niall surfaces.

Ohh god, it's Niall. What happened last night? What did I do? What did we do?

I suddenly cannot contain myself any longer. I ran for the door, in an effort to find a bathroom.

With no luck I'm let out into a hallway with many doors.

Despite my current outfit I start opening doors left and right.

They should really label these things. Alright Andrea one door left. Please be the one. I think as I turn the nob.

My search in vain.

I think I just found Zayn's room. Oddly enough he's not there instead I find something else.

A brunette laying in his bed. For some reason I can't look away. Not because I'm interested in Zayn's personal business, I haven't even met him, or at least I don't think I have. Usually I would just look the other way but this girl looks very familiar.

It suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks. "Annette?"

A hand touches my shoulder startling me.

I jump suddenly remembering what I was looking for... a bathroom. Well it seems like that won't be necessary. I emptied the contents of my stomach in the doorway of Zayn' room.

Oops...

The person above me is holding my hair and patting my back.

"It's okay. Don't worry love." The voice is raspy but soothing. At first I can't make it out, then I realize it's Liam.

"Shit." I sigh as I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.

Liam couldn't help but laugh. "It's okay love. It happens."

Tears start to run down my cheeks in embarrassment.

Liam quickly notices and brought me in for a tight hug. "Don't cry. It's okay."

"I can't remember anything and I just threw up in Zayn's room. He's going to kill me." by now my cries turn into loud sobs echoing in the long hallway.