Memories
The Donut Place
Niall's POV:
I woke up with the sun shining down on us, Lyn in my arms. I felt like I could stay this way forever, but sadly, I couldn't.
Sliding off the bed in an attempt not to wake Lyn up, I changed into some clothes and as I was about to leave, I heard Lyn say, "You weren't thinking about leaving me, were you?"
"What? No," I assured her, cracking a smile. "I was just seeing if the boys were up."
"Leaving me alone," she countered, and grinned triumphantly. "Why is it that we argue about the stupidest things?"
"I don't know," I answered, running a hand through my thick blond hair. "All I know is that you start them."
"Me?" she gasped, feigning a shocked expression. I laughed and she got up from bed, wrinkling her nose.
"I unfortunately slept in my clothes from yesterday," she frowned, gesturing towards herself. "Do you have, like, a hoodie or something?"
"Yeah, sure," I muttered as I went through my suitcase. "Oh, here.
"Thanks," she said, flashing me a smile that lit up my whole world. She disappeared into the bathroom and I flopped down on the bed, still a bit exhasuted from last night's concert.
"Finally," I grunted as Lyn exited the bathroom. "Why do girls always take so long?"
"There isn't even makeup," Lyn retorted, jabbing my stomach. "Get up!" she ordered. I groaned, too lazy to do anything. "I guess I'll eat breakfast alone..." Man, she knew how to get me up!
"I'm up!" I shouted, the whole hotel probably hearing me.
"Then hurry," she grinned, dragging me out the door.
"Hey, guys," Lyn greeted the boys, and her eyes lingered on Harry. I was immediately jealous, so I tried to cover it up with a wobbly smile.
"Niall here obviously wants breakfast," she said, pointing at me while I nodded proudly. "What about the donut place over there?"
"Definitely," Harry flashed her his dimples, and he slung his arms over her shoulders. Me, being the overprotective freak I am, grabbed her hand but then stopped in the middle of doing it, because I didn't want to seem weird. I ended up brushing her hand, and as she glanced curiously over at me, I blushed and said, "Sure! The donut place!"
"I love donuts," Louis gushed, and talked with Lyn. I had a feeling they would be great friends.
"Where's Zayn?" I suddenly asked, because just then I noticed that he wasn't with us.
"Oh, you know," Liam shrugged, "doing his hair."
Right then and there, Zayn appeared, his hair nicely done. "Vas happenin?" Lyn laughed, her smile wide and happy.
"We're going to the donut place," Louis said joyfully, like a kid on Christmas day. "You coming or are you going to look at your mirror all day?"
"That's why everyone calls me Zayn the Vain," he smirked. We all giggled like little school children, and I felt so happy, because I had found Lyn and there was no need to worry so I could be the carefree person I was.
I woke up with the sun shining down on us, Lyn in my arms. I felt like I could stay this way forever, but sadly, I couldn't.
Sliding off the bed in an attempt not to wake Lyn up, I changed into some clothes and as I was about to leave, I heard Lyn say, "You weren't thinking about leaving me, were you?"
"What? No," I assured her, cracking a smile. "I was just seeing if the boys were up."
"Leaving me alone," she countered, and grinned triumphantly. "Why is it that we argue about the stupidest things?"
"I don't know," I answered, running a hand through my thick blond hair. "All I know is that you start them."
"Me?" she gasped, feigning a shocked expression. I laughed and she got up from bed, wrinkling her nose.
"I unfortunately slept in my clothes from yesterday," she frowned, gesturing towards herself. "Do you have, like, a hoodie or something?"
"Yeah, sure," I muttered as I went through my suitcase. "Oh, here.
"Thanks," she said, flashing me a smile that lit up my whole world. She disappeared into the bathroom and I flopped down on the bed, still a bit exhasuted from last night's concert.
"Finally," I grunted as Lyn exited the bathroom. "Why do girls always take so long?"
"There isn't even makeup," Lyn retorted, jabbing my stomach. "Get up!" she ordered. I groaned, too lazy to do anything. "I guess I'll eat breakfast alone..." Man, she knew how to get me up!
"I'm up!" I shouted, the whole hotel probably hearing me.
"Then hurry," she grinned, dragging me out the door.
"Hey, guys," Lyn greeted the boys, and her eyes lingered on Harry. I was immediately jealous, so I tried to cover it up with a wobbly smile.
"Niall here obviously wants breakfast," she said, pointing at me while I nodded proudly. "What about the donut place over there?"
"Definitely," Harry flashed her his dimples, and he slung his arms over her shoulders. Me, being the overprotective freak I am, grabbed her hand but then stopped in the middle of doing it, because I didn't want to seem weird. I ended up brushing her hand, and as she glanced curiously over at me, I blushed and said, "Sure! The donut place!"
"I love donuts," Louis gushed, and talked with Lyn. I had a feeling they would be great friends.
"Where's Zayn?" I suddenly asked, because just then I noticed that he wasn't with us.
"Oh, you know," Liam shrugged, "doing his hair."
Right then and there, Zayn appeared, his hair nicely done. "Vas happenin?" Lyn laughed, her smile wide and happy.
"We're going to the donut place," Louis said joyfully, like a kid on Christmas day. "You coming or are you going to look at your mirror all day?"
"That's why everyone calls me Zayn the Vain," he smirked. We all giggled like little school children, and I felt so happy, because I had found Lyn and there was no need to worry so I could be the carefree person I was.
Notes
I hope you like this chapter! Please check out my other fanfics!<3-JJ
11/29/13