Niall Horan Fan Fiction: Call Me Yours

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I woke up still in Niall's arms in the morning.

At first I was confused as to why I was in bed with him.

"Crap! Did I sleep with him!?" I thought to myself.

I mentally scolded myself for letting my guard down and then stopped when I realized we didn't have sex, we fell asleep watching a movie.

Thank god.

I quickly got my phone to see what messages Tiff left me.

She probably left without me and is back at the dorms.

Nope.

No messages.

She's still sleeping with Eric?

It's like eight-thirty.

Wow these people party hard.

I know I'm in college and most kids sleep in until like noon, but I just can't sleep a lot. It's not like I'm one of those people who gets up early to make sure I'm not late for school. No I just have insomnia. I literally can't sleep. My doctor had to prescribe sleeping pills for me just so I could get five hours of sleep. Even when I try my hardest to sleep in I can't. My mom would wake me up barely at seven-forty by giving me a quick kiss before she left for work and I forced myself to go back to sleep.

Then I wake up and think, "Oh it's probably the middle of the afternoon."

Nope. What time is it? Hmm, only eight-ten.

Wow.

I should really get back to my dorm though.

It's Saturday and I told my mom that if she would let me start college on Friday I would be ready for my first day of Monday classes and so far I'm not.

I need to go to the store for a few things and do all this stuff but instead I'm at a party sleeping in a bed with a guy.

We didn't do anything but if my mom walked in and saw that she would have never guessed we were watching lady and the tramp.

I carefully got out of Niall's hold and sat up.

Phew.

I do not want to wake him up and have to explain anything.

Just when I thought I was safe I heard a grunt as I was putting on my shoes and Niall was sitting up on the bed.

Crap.

"Hey, where ya going? Did I wake you up?" He asked.

"No. No you, you didn't." I said smiling.

"I just have to get a few things from around town and stuff to get ready for classes on Monday." I explained.

"You're going into town? Why don't I go with you and help you?" He suggested.

"No that's okay." I said.

He looked at me.

"C'mon, obviously I know this town better than you and it couldn't hurt to have a little help. I'll be your tour guide." He said smiling.

I laughed.

"Alright fine." I said.

"Yay!" He said sarcastically, clapping his hands.

He got dressed and looked at me.

"What?" I asked confused.

He looked down and pointed at me.

"Crap." I thought.

I still have the little black dress on.

He laughed.

"If you want we can go by your room real quick so you can change." He said sweetly.

"Thanks." I said quietly.

We walked out of the house and got into his car which was a 1970 Turquoise Camaro with black racing stripes.

"Nice car! I love this make and model" I said enthusiastically.

"Thanks." He said casually.

"You like these types of cars? Most girls don't even know what a Pontiac is." He said.

"Do I look like most girls?" I asked quizzically while smiling.

"No. No, you don't. That's why I like you." He said putting his hand on my leg and staring into my eyes.

Oh how I wish I could look into those eyes all day, forever.

I smiled at him and he smiled back.

"We should, uh, probably get going." He said breaking eye contact.

"Yeah." I agreed quietly.

He put the key in the ignition and started driving towards the dorms.