Forever and Always (Sequel to Nothing More, Nothing Less)

Chapter 27

               Then, a thought occurred to me.

               "Wait, how did you find me?" I asked.

               "Maya," he said simply.

               Of course.

               I smiled and nuzzled Niall's neck. It felt like I was no longer empty. I had someone who was looking out for me; making sure that I was okay. Someone who cared. Someone who loved me and would come looking for me. I looked down at Niall.

               "C'mon, let's go back to my room. It’s much more comfortable than the hotel lobby." I smiled.

               Niall's eyes widened, his face flushed, and his mouth fell open a little. I giggled.

               "I wasn't suggesting that, you hormone driven teenager," I teased, kissing him quickly on the lips.

               I unhooked my legs from around Niall and led him to the elevator and pressed the button to the eighth floor. Niall wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and brushed his cheek against my cheek.

               "You don't know how much I've missed you," he whispered seductively in my ear.

               "What did I just say? You need to calm those hormones down," I replied, whacking him playfully on the arm.

               "I've haven't been able to hold you for a week, calming my hormones isn't really top on my list of things to do," he whispered again, making my knees give a little.

               The doors opened and I almost ran out of that elevator. Niall was going to make me lose it. I grabbed his hand and led him to my door, pulling out the key and unlocking the door. I instantly regretted suggesting going to my room. The place was a mess, clothes scattered across the table and chairs. Next to the window sat the queen bed, sheets strewn, making my restless sleep evident. I frantically tried to make the bed look somewhat presentable.

               "It's okay; mine doesn't look that much different," he admitted, looking at his shoes.

               I looked down towards my flip flops and then I shifted my gaze to the T.V.

               "Are you tired?" I asked.

               "Even if I was, I don't think I'd be able to sleep; I haven't been able to for weeks," he replied, shifting his weight from foot to foot.

               "Wanna watch a movie?" I asked, sitting on the couch in the room.

               "Sure," he answered, sitting next to me and placing his arm around my shoulders.

               I turned on the T.V. and looked on HBO. Crazy, Stupid, Love started playing; I put the remote on the other side of the couch and snuggled into Niall's chest. We sat in silence for a while, just watching the movie and being in a comfortable silence. Ryan Gosling was giving Steve Carrel a makeover when Niall opened his mouth.

               "What happened, Kayla? What made you run away?" he asked, holding my waist tighter.

               I sighed, if I was going to tell anyone, might as well be him.

               "I... just got in a really bad fight with my mom..." I said, trailing off.

               "What was the fight about?" he pushed.