When In Cancun

I woke up expecting the usual massive headache but was pleasantly surprised by my lack of hangover. That's when I felt the strong arms wrapped around me and the legs intertwined with mine. I knew exactly who it was just by his scent as my face was nuzzled into his neck. The memories of last nights events came back to me as I took in our position.

I opened my eyes and shifted back slightly so I could be face to face with the still sleeping Niall. He looked so young and innocent in his sleep. His right cheek mushed into the pillow adorably and his lips were slightly parted. There was a tiny bit of stubble along his jawline and his hair laid fluffy and messily across his forehead. I resisted the urge to run my fingers through it. I loved his hair when it was natural and un styled. Don't get me wrong he looked sexy in his usual quiff but there was something about his casual relaxed hair that made my stomach flutter.

I wanted to forgive Niall and take him back. I honestly did forgive him, but that doesn't mean it still doesn't hurt. It's so hard to look at him and not picture him with that girl. My stupid subconscious just clouds my brain with not only the photos that I saw but also with what I can only imagine happened after. I wanted to forget it all and just run into his arms but I just couldn't. I owe it to myself to take some time. I would love nothing more than to give him a second chance and that's what I plan to do by offering him my friendship. I'm not ready to give him more than that. I have too much self worth than to let myself to be disrespected by Niall or any other man.

I couldn't help but to compare the situation with Niall than to my past with Jack. It all seems so similar yet completely different. When I saw the pictures of Jack and his 'other girl' I instantly hated him and wanted nothing to do with him. I knew deep down that I could never forgive him and I found myself questioning if I ever even loved him. However with Niall, after seeing those photos I just wanted to run to him. Slap him maybe, yell at him, find out why, but mostly I just wanted him to comfort me. I wanted him to hold me and soothe me telling me it would all be okay. I know how naive that sounds but I just can't help it.

Like right now laying in his arms. Everything just feels complete when I'm with him. I feel safe and happy, despite being terribly sad and heartbroken. Knowing he is with me just makes me feel at peace. I definitely wouldn't have been able to go back to school and cut all ties from him again. As crazy as it sounds I need him in my life. Even if it is just as friends, I will still have the pleasure of being able to talk to him. Hopefully we could move forward eventually but I wasn't ready to give myself to him right away.

In the middle of my inner dilemma I realized that I had somewhere important to be today. As carefully as I could manage, I attempted to remove myself from Niall's embrace. I was just about to break free from his arms when I felt myself being pulled back tighter against his chest.

"No." He muttered sleepily.

"Niall, I have to get up." I tried to loosen his grip but it was no use.

"S'too early" His voice was sleepy and sexy, and his accent strong. I lifted my head as much as I could in order to see the alarm clock on the night stand.

"It's ten o'clock." I rolled my eyes.

"Exactly. Niall sleepy and Emma warm." He nuzzled himself into me. It took everything I had to push against his chest.

"Sorry Tarzan, but I have to be somewhere soon."

"Where could you possibly have to be?" He asked, still not budging his hold on me.

I scoffed. "That's really not any of your business. Now let go." I heard him sigh and he finally removed his arms from around me. I instantly missed his warmth and comfort but shook it off and squirmed out of bed.

"I'm gonna shower." I told him. He nodded and I felt his eyes on me as I hurried into the bathroom. I locked the door and turned to look in the mirror gripping the counter for support. I took a deep breath trying to relax myself. It felt way too good being in his arms again. I really needed to make this friends thing clear. Not only to him, but to myself.

After quickly showering I wrapped a towel around myself, only then realizing that I would have to go out there half naked. I really should have brought clothes in with me. Maybe he left. I breathed in and out twice before stepping out of the bathroom. I walked over to my duffel bag and noticed Niall sitting up against the headboard looking at his phone. I wondered what he was doing. 'No you don't Emma. Stop being crazy.' I heard him take a sharp breath and knew that he must have looked up seeing me in only my towel. I tried to control my blush but it was no use. I placed my bag on Louis' un-slept in bed and turned my back to Niall. I felt his gaze burning a whole into me. I picked out a simple outfit before turning around to face him.

He looked slightly embarrassed and awkward and I realized his crossed legs. I blushed again knowing exactly what that meant. "I- uh- um- I'm just gonna go." He tripped over his words as he strained to keep his eyes on my face and not my body in this small towel.

"Kay," I mumbled and watched as he dressed himself grabbing his jacket and phone before walking towards the door. He turned around and looked at me before leaving.

"Have a good day, Emma." He gave me a small smile.

"You too," I returned the gesture but something in me just feels empty as I watch him leave. "Niall!" I called just as he was about to step out of the door. He whipped his head back quickly looking at me confused. "What are you doing today?" I asked nervously.

"N-nothing. I mean, I'm free until five." He replied with a hint of hope in his eyes.

"Would you like to come with me somewhere?" He nodded his head rapidly, probably not trusting his voice. "Okay," I smiled. "Can you be ready in twenty minutes? If not that's-"

"I'll be ready in fifteen." He cut me off. The size of the grin on his face warmed my heart.

"Okay just dress casual."

"Casual, got it." He said excitedly before hurrying to his room. I shook my head at him and couldn't help the small smile that formed from his cuteness.


I quickly dressed and brushed out my hair. I thought about wearing make up for a moment knowing damn well that I wouldn't if Niall weren't coming. 'But what if he thinks I look bad?' I thought to myself. 'Oh my god he's going to think I look manly in this outfit.' I continued to freak myself out. 'He's only your friend remember? Friend! Who cares what he thinks of you.' I reminded myself. 'You care!' My subconscious screamed at me. Okay, I am seriously fucked up. I decided not to put any make up on because I was acting crazy.
Exactly fifteen minutes later theres a knock on my door. I eagerly answered it and my heart beat quickened at the sight of him. Fuck he looked hot. He hadn't touched his hair, nor did he shave and it was driving me crazy from how sexy he looked. I wanted to knot my fingers in his blonde locks and pull his mouth down to mine. Then I would wrap my-
"Emma," Niall called waving his hand infront of my face. "Are you ready to go?"

"Huh? Oh right, yeah. Let me grab my bag." I ran back into the room mentally scolding myself before joining him in the hall.

"I called Paul and he said he would send a car to take us wherever." He told me as we stepped in the elevator.

"Okay cool."

We got in a smaller black car, similar to the one I saw Niall get in last night.

"So can I ask where were going?" He asked after i told the driver an address.

"Just breakfast first. I'm starving, I don't know about you." I smirked because I knew he had to be dying of hunger he just wasn't going to say anything. I watched as a look of relief flooded his face at the mention of getting food and tried to hold back my giggle.

"Thank god, I'm so hungry."

We pulled up to the familiar street on the west side of the city. I smiled as I noticed the small diner. We thanked the driver as we hopped out of the car. I tugged Niall's arm pulling him with me. We sat at a booth in the back and a bus boy brought us water and menus.

"They have the best pancakes here." I told Niall as he looked through the list of food items. I didn't even bother I knew exactly what I was getting.

"Do you come here a lot?" He asked smiling and looking around the cute place.

"When I was younger yeah. My dad used to bring Bella and I before going to broadway shows or Ranger games." I smiled at the memories. "It was always his favorite place since he grew up in the city."

"That's nice, I love diners like this, reminds me of home and just being normal. Plus there always where you find the best food." He wiggled his eyebrows playfully.

"I'm with you on that one." I laughed.

I ordered the chocolate chip pancakes, specifically asking for a large side of whipped cream. Niall ordered practically half the menu, eggs, bacon, breakfast sausage, hash browns, and he insisted that he needed pancakes since I said they were the best. I agreed mostly because I didn't want him trying to steal mine.
It surprisingly wasn't awkward between us. I was having a really nice time just laughing and talking to him. His presence is just comforting and I feel like I've known him for years. The connection between Niall and I is undeniable. I just knew that we moved way to fast back in Cancun. We were so lost in our own vacation world and when we got back to reality we didn't work like we had hoped.

"Whats that!?" Niall suddenly shouted pointing at something over my shoulder. I quickly turned around trying to spot what he was freaking out about.

"What's what?" I asked confused.. wait... "Niall! Don't you dare!" I whipped my head back to him as he smiled guiltily with his cheeks stuffed with my pancakes. "You have your own!" I whined and playfully glared at him taking my own bite.

He swallowed the food before shrugging. "Yeah but mine aren't chocolate chip."

"Not my fault you don't know how to order food right."

He scoffed, "please, your talking to the food expert."
I giggled as we continued to playfully bicker. When we were done eating Niall payed the check although I tried to pay since I didn't want this to seem like a date. He wasn't having it though.

"Should I call the driver?"

"No, actually we can walk from here. Wait unless you think you'll get mobbed or something." I always seem to forget he's famous.

"Hm, well I'll just put my glasses on and hope for the best."

"We can stop at a vendor and get you a silly hat." I joked.

"Actually that's not a bad idea." He grabbed my hand and walked me out of the restaurant and into a thrift type store down the block. Luckily we weren't spotted.

"What about this one?" He put on some weird looking banana hat. I couldn't hold back my laughter at how hilarious he looked.

"We're trying to go unnoticed not attract attention." I managed to get out between giggles.

He chuckled before looking around more. He was seriously putting too much effort into this, we could have been there by now. I grabbed some kind of scarf like head wrap thing and called Niall over to me. He nervously came over eyeing the flowery shall. I grinned and wrapped it around his head and tied it under his chin like an old lady. I put his sunglasses back on and clapped my hands successfully.

"Perfect!" I cheered. He turned around and looked in the mirror.

"I look like me granny." He groaned.

"Good thing no one will know it's you then." I walked over to the register and paid the five dollars for the head wrap. I then dragged Niall out of the store as he muttered something about wanting the banana hat.

People barely even gave us a second glance as we walked along the streets. That's the beauty of New York City, even something as weird as a man wearing an old ladies head piece can be considered normal. I tried to control my laughter because he looked simply ridiculous.
We finally arrived at our destination and I noticed Niall give me an odd look.
"A hospital?" He asked.

"Yeah just come on." I chuckled nervously. I hoped it wouldn't be too weird for me to bring him there. We walked to the front desk and the nurse smiled warmly at me. I recognized her from the many times I had been there in the past year.
"Nancy Amello." I gave the women the name.

"Of course dear, I know who your here for." She filled out two guest passes and slid them on the counter to us. "She's going to be so happy to see you. Your all she ever talks about."

I smiled and thanked the women before leading Niall to the elevator. He didn't ask any questions and stayed silent the whole ride to the third floor. I wonder if he figured out why we were here. I recall telling him about her in Cancun, I'm just not sure if he remembers or not. When we go to the familiar room I got a nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach. The same as I always get right before I visit her. I took a deep breath praying that she didn't look much worse than the last time I'd seen her. I gave Niall a small smile before peeking my head in the door.

"Grandma?"

Notes

I'm sorry this took forever! I promise to get another update in over the weekend! Sorry nothing too great happened in this chapter! Thank you to everyone reading and again to all the comments!