"Okay, now close your eyes," Liam said, standing in front of the hotel room door. Niall and I looked at each other, then looked back at Liam and closed our eyes. "Good, good. Now, keep them closed." Liam continued. "Okay," Niall said. "Whatever Du say, Liam." Liam opened the door and pushed us inside. "Now... open them!" he sagte finally.
When Niall and I opened our eyes, we heard a ton of people yell, "SURPRISE!!" I laughed. A surprise anniversary party? Classic. A ton of Niall's friends, my friends, and both of our Friends were in the room. I laughed again while Niall was still speechless.
Later that night, I got to see my closest Friends from back home, like Kara, Emma, Carter, Allison, and even my step-sister, Amanda! I even met some of Niall's old friends.
2 hours later I was starting to get a little tired. I found Niall and whispered to him, "I'm pretty sleepy. Is it okay if I go home?" He frowned. "But it's no fun alone," he sagte in a whiny voice. I kissed him and said, "You'll be fine." I told all my Friends good-bye and started to walk home.
Another 2 hours later, I sat on my bett with my eyes closed, but I couldn't sleep. I heard the door open as Niall entered. "Heeeeeeeyyyyyy, Liiiiiiiiiilaaaaahh!" he called. I could tell he was drunk, the way he slurs his words. "In here," I called back. He stumbled in and fell on oben, nach oben of me. I giggled. "Looks like Du had a good night," I said. He kissed me. "Mm-hmm," said. "And I looooove yooouuu," he replied. I rolled my eyes. "Niall, Du drink too much," I laughed. He played with my hair. "I'm Irish. What do Du ex-expect?" he said. I laughed. "Now, get off of me," I chuckled, trying to push him off. "No," he responded playfully. "Yes. Off, Niall." I smirked. "Girl, let me looooove yooouuu," he sang. "And I will Liebe yooouuu..." "Don't sing that song, Niall." I giggled. He shrugged. "Fine, Du asked for it." He began to sing, "If I was your boyfriend, I'd never let Du goooo," I jokingly whacked him with my pillow. "You're so weird, Niall," I giggled. He smiled, kissed me, and rolled off of me. He immediately started to snore. I rolled my eyes and kissed his forehead. "Goodnight, Niall." I whispered as I began to drift off.
When Niall and I opened our eyes, we heard a ton of people yell, "SURPRISE!!" I laughed. A surprise anniversary party? Classic. A ton of Niall's friends, my friends, and both of our Friends were in the room. I laughed again while Niall was still speechless.
Later that night, I got to see my closest Friends from back home, like Kara, Emma, Carter, Allison, and even my step-sister, Amanda! I even met some of Niall's old friends.
2 hours later I was starting to get a little tired. I found Niall and whispered to him, "I'm pretty sleepy. Is it okay if I go home?" He frowned. "But it's no fun alone," he sagte in a whiny voice. I kissed him and said, "You'll be fine." I told all my Friends good-bye and started to walk home.
Another 2 hours later, I sat on my bett with my eyes closed, but I couldn't sleep. I heard the door open as Niall entered. "Heeeeeeeyyyyyy, Liiiiiiiiiilaaaaahh!" he called. I could tell he was drunk, the way he slurs his words. "In here," I called back. He stumbled in and fell on oben, nach oben of me. I giggled. "Looks like Du had a good night," I said. He kissed me. "Mm-hmm," said. "And I looooove yooouuu," he replied. I rolled my eyes. "Niall, Du drink too much," I laughed. He played with my hair. "I'm Irish. What do Du ex-expect?" he said. I laughed. "Now, get off of me," I chuckled, trying to push him off. "No," he responded playfully. "Yes. Off, Niall." I smirked. "Girl, let me looooove yooouuu," he sang. "And I will Liebe yooouuu..." "Don't sing that song, Niall." I giggled. He shrugged. "Fine, Du asked for it." He began to sing, "If I was your boyfriend, I'd never let Du goooo," I jokingly whacked him with my pillow. "You're so weird, Niall," I giggled. He smiled, kissed me, and rolled off of me. He immediately started to snore. I rolled my eyes and kissed his forehead. "Goodnight, Niall." I whispered as I began to drift off.