For every story tagged #WattPride this month, Wattpad will donate $1 to the ILGA
Pen Your Pride

a/n.. #8! wow ive gotten somewhat far! and i got more reads then i expected... haha... thank you to everyone that has taken their time to read this (: oh and the usual for me to update! and i think ill mix things up a bit and add a short Niall’s POV or two so you can figure out what hes thinking! i actually really enjoyed writing this chappie (:

-Lexi <3

Chapter 8

Niall’s POV

I’m not sure how long the movie has been on for, I haven’t watched much of it. My attention was fully given to Casey as she was cuddled up to my chest. My whole body was tingling at her touch. I could hear her muffled snores, telling me that she had fallen asleep.

I took a minute to admire her beauty before I rested my head on top of hers and let my eyes flutter shut.

I would love to stay like this forever. To be able to hold her whenever I wanted to. To be able to kiss her and call her mine. But I knew that would never happen.

*Casey’s POV*

I started to notice an uncomfortable feeling in my spine but I was to lazy to move. I could tell the end of my slumber was nearing... And I hated that. I was the type of girl that loved to sleep, all the time. I could start to make out words that were being said around me.

“Aww, Boo Bear, look how cute your sis looks.”

“Hazza, shut it, we might wake them.”

Them?

“Hurry, Lou, get the picture.”

“Blackmail here we come.”

“Or we can put it on twitter.”

WHAT. Picture + blackmail + twitter = bad news.

I fluttered open my eyes only to find myself wrapped up in multiple blankets and two sturdy arms. I fidgeted around and noticed I was on the couch. And that the arms belonged to Niall. We must of fell asleep while the movie was going on.

I could hear laughter behind me so I slowly turned around, careful not to wake Niall.

I saw Louis and Harry smirking down at me with a phone in Lou’s hand that was pointing at me. No. No, no, no. They must of took the picture of- oh damn it.

“Louis. Delete. The. Picture. Now.” I said in my deep morning voice, still half asleep.

“Well, good morning to you, too.” He said. “And, no, I don’t think I will be deleting those photos any time soon.”

“Photos? As in more then one? Ughhh.” I gave up and turned so my back was facing them. I snuggled up into Niall’s chest, trying to fall back asleep.

After about 20 seconds, I was being tugged on from behind me.

“No. Go away.” I murmured.

“Well! Someone isn’t a morning person!” Lou half yelled.

I was still being tugged at, so i tightened my grip on Niall.

“Louuuuu, go awaaaaaaay.”

I heard a quiet laugh coming from Niall, so I presumed he was awake.

“Yeah, Louis, go away.” Yup. Niall’s awake.

“Fine!” He yelled. I could just imagine him throw his arms up in the air in defeat.

“Thanks Nialler.” I muttered.

“No problem, babe.”

Babe? Did he just call me babe? Nah. I must be hearing things. I’m still tired; imagining things.

My SaviorRead this story for FREE!