Just Another Fairy Tale

*Amanda's POV*


I wake up curled in Niall's warm grip. His arms loose around me because he's afraid of hurting me. He thinks I'm so fragile. I'm not.


"Niall, baby?" I mutter to see if he's awake.

"Morning babe." Niall yawns from behind me.

"Are they back yet?" I ask

"Who?" Niall asks confused.

"Our friends... They went clubbing?" I say as if it were obvious.

"Yeah.. Where are they?" Niall asks. I turn and face him. I give him a soft kiss and I sit up.

"Can I have more of those please?" He asks.

"Soon." I smirk.

"No. Now." He demands. I laugh.

"No baby"

"Like you don't enjoy kissing me" he smirks back.

"I do, very much but not now" I smile at my now annoyed boyfriend.

"Kiss me!" He demands.

"If you wish" I say and lean in. My lips touch his and he kisses me back. I was going to pull away but Niall grabs my waist and pulls me closer. I moan and suck on his bottom lip. Niall groans, wanting more.

"Mmm" He hums. I pull away. Niall looks at me with sad eyes.

"Why did you pull away?" He pouts. I laugh at him for a bit, then I smirk at my very immature boyfriend. I lay another short kiss on his lips.

"I love kissing you" Niall moans.

"I'm a kissable person." I laugh

"You don't even know"

"What?"

"Nothing" Niall replies.

"Do you wanna take a quick shower then find the group?" I ask wanting a shower.

"Yeah, let's do that" Niall pervertedly. I roll my eyes at him. Knowing what he wants with me. I want the same thing with him but I'm pregnant so yeah, I can't.

"Baby, no" I laugh.

"Baby, yes" Niall mocks my tone.

"Shower, now." I demand. Niall nods and walks into the shower. I come in after him.


*******


I step out of the loo first, Niall following after me.

"So after we get ready we have to look for the others" Niall repeats my plan I said earlier.

"Yeah" I say simply. Just then, there was a knock at the door. I walk over to it and swing the door open. I see Eleanor with her hand gripped on Tiffany's shoulder.

"Hey, El?" I question.

"Hey. I guess you're wondering why I'm not drunk." Eleanor chuckles.

"Um, yes." I laugh, confused.

"Well I didn't drink last night. Someone had to be responsible and take care of these idiots for
the night" She says.

"We stayed at a hotel over night which is why we didn't come back to campus last night" Eleanor explains. I had an 'Ohh' moment. Tiffany walked into the room and laid on the bed.

"Urghh I have such a bad hangover." She whines.

"Niall get the pain killers" I say, looking at my dressed boyfriend. He nods and walks into the washroom.

"So what about the others?" I ask El.

"In their rooms" She says.

"I gotta go take care of Louis" El says

"Okay bye!!" I call out to her. She waves and walks to Louis' dorm. Soon walking inside. I close the door and see Niall placing paying killers and a bottle of water beside Tiffany.

"When you're ready, take these" He explains quietly. She nods, her eyes still closed.

"And you shouldn't walk around naked" Niall chuckles

"No matter how much I enjoy seeing it." He smirks.

"Wow" I laugh

"Don't be so perverted." I roll my eyes.

"I'm not. Is it wrong for me to hit on you?" Niall asks.

"Um yes." I joke.

"Why!? I'm your boyfriend." Niall smirks.

"And I enjoy it." He chuckles.

"Get ready baby, I think we should go out and get Tiffany some food." He says, walking into the loo. I nod. I shuffle through my drawers, looking for cute sweaters to wear. I finally decide to pull on my favourite sweater that Niall got me. Not the 'kiss me, I'm Irish' one. But another one. I look around for my favourite stretchy black leggings. I pull on a bra and pantie. Then I spread lotion across my skin. I slip on my leggings and Niall walks into the room with I stand up, ready to pull on my sweater. He walks up behind me and wraps his arms around my bare stomach. I stand and drop my sweater on the bed. Niall lays a trail of kisses on my neck, down to my shoulders and up to my cheek.

"Babyy, I need to get ready." I whine.

"Babyy, I need to get to you." Niall whines back, his words muffled against my skin.

"You already get to me." I laugh. Niall pulls away, helping me put my sweater on. I can feel different eyes on me. Definitely not Niall's cause I know he's staring at me. But Tiffany is watching us. I know her and Harry have drifted. They're not as close but they're still a couple and she should be happy.

"You done?" Niall asks.

"Not yet, I need to comb my hair." I say. I shuffle around, looking for my comb and I bump into Niall.

"I have it." He laughs. I grab it from him and I brush my hair. We both then hear Tiffany muffling words into her pillow.

"Harry is suffering from depression." She croaks.

"What?" Niall and I both look at her, shocked. I push my brush hair behind me and I put on some quick mascara and lip close. I place a book, my wallet, hand lotion, and another sweater into a bag. I swing it over my shoulders and I look over at Tiffany.

"H-He's not okay." She mutters, sitting up.

"Babe, are you feeling okay?" I ask.

"Yes. But he's not." She sighs.

"Look, take your medicine and take a nap, we'll be back. Maybe the alcohol is talking." Niall says, walking over to Tiffany.

"Please help him. I can't do anything." Tiffany cries.

"Why not?" I ask.

"He's pushing me away." Tears streaming down her cheeks.

"We'll be back with food.." I say, feeling bad for leaving her but we need to go. I grab Niall's hand and we walk out the door quickly. I close it and lock it. I breathe in harshly.

"Is she okay?" Niall asks.

"I don't know, we'll have to see if Harry is okay when we get back. She could be serious." I mutter.

"Yeah, but for now.. burgers?" Niall suggests.

"Yeah, that's her favourite food. Let's get her comfort food and ice cream." I suggest as we walk out of campus, hand in hand.

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