Frat Boy Niall Part 20.
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As you all may have known, my fan fiction recently got copy and pasted and claimed by a girl named Stephanie on a fanfiction website, without my credit. She also not only was claiming mine, but multiple other peoples fanfictions as her own.I removed the previous chapters but they are now back up. This is a quick, short chapter just as a thank you for everyone who reported it, my followers mean a lot to me and I couldn’t have had it removed or her account deleted without you all.
“Wake up babe, the plane leaves in an hour.” Niall’s voice filled my ears to wake me up. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Niall standing shirtless, pulling a shirt out of his bag. “No.” I murmured before pulling the comforter over my head. I heard Niall’s feet shuffle closer, then the covers were snatched off me and Niall crawled in with me and pulled the covers back over our heads. “Okay, fine.” Niall sighed and kissed my forehead, before pressing his forehead against mine. “Really” I asked, raising my eyebrows. Niall’s lips curved up into a smile. “Nope.” I pouted at him, then proceeded to flip and scoot back into him with his chest to my back, making sure to get my ass close on him. “Mmm, babe, we have to leave to make the flight.” Niall nuzzled his face into my neck, before moving my hair and placing a soft kiss right behind my ear. I sighed loudly and got up and walked over to my bag. I look up to see Niall laying on his back in bed twirling his finger around his gold locks. “Yer really pretty when ya wake up, ya know that?” I threw one of his tshirts at him, while blushing. I slipped on some jeans and a tshirt and shoved all my stuff in my bag, as Niall did the same. “Ready?” he asked. I nodded and I followed him out of the room and to the elevator. We finally got to the lobby and I trailed behind Niall to the desk to return the key and so the valet could go get the car. The valet came and got our bags and Niall’s keys to go retrieve the car. “I’m going to go to the bathroom really quick,” I walked off and into the bathroom. I leaned over the sink and looked in the mirror. I didn’t look half bad for once. I pulled my hair back into a pony tail, and walked back out of the bathroom, only to find Niall talking to some brown haired girl by the desk. “Who the fuck is that,” I murmured to myself as I slowly approached them, walking faster when I see her trying to slip him a piece of paper. Niall turned at my presence, and smiled with relief. “Who is that?” the girl asked, snarling her lip at me. She wore a vneck that was too low for her barley there cleavage, and shorts that squeezed her in all the wrong places. “This is my girlfriend, like I told you.” Niall said in a rude tone. I snatched the paper out of her hand and saw it was a phone number, with her name written with it. ‘Stephanie’. I slid between them and stood in front of Niall. “I don’t know what the fuck you think you’re doing, besides getting your skills to be a home wrecker early in life, but you need to fuck off.” I spat at Stephanie, now fuming. “Chill child, it’s not like you’re married.” It felt like the moment turned into a instant when I slid my foot behind Stephanie’s ankle, and she fell backwards to the floor and I pinned my knees on her thighs and began slamming my fist into her face repeatedly, leaving her nose bloody and my knuckles stained with her blood. It must have been the anger from everything that’s happened recently, with almost losing Liam and now having to leave my entire life, but I couldn’t stop. “Ashley!” I could hear Niall trying to get me to quit, and He was trying to pull me off her but I latched my legs around her waist, pulling her with me as Niall was pulling me. My fist accidentally hit Niall as I drew my arm back to hit her again. I got one good last punch in before Niall, and three other men from the hotel could finally get me off of her. As Niall was carrying me off to the car, I watched as the men from the hotel helped her up. Her face nose was a tad bit crooked, and her face was already started to swell, and covered in blood, trailing all the way down her shirt accompanied by a pool of it all over the floor. Niall put me in the passenger seat and got into the drivers seat and slammed on the gas, driving off. Niall pulled a pack of cigarettes out of the side of the door, and lit two and handed me one. I saw him wipe his hand across his face, pulling back a little blood. I suddenly remembered I had accidentally hit him. “Holy shit, Niall I’m so sorry you were trying to pu-“ Niall cut me off, with a snicker. “Don’t be, that was fucking awesome. You beat the shit out of her, look at yourself.” Niall flipped down my sun visor, and I looked in the mirror. I didn’t have a single scratch on me. I looked down at my hands though, to see they were covered in blood, and my knuckles were only a little bit sore. “I don’t even think she had the chance to get in even if she wanted to try,” Niall laughed at his own comment. “And I thought I was protective,” Niall placed his hand on my thigh as he continued to drive down the highway towards the airport.
It didn’t take long until we got to the airport, and I got to wash my hands off as Niall handed our bags to a man to take them to put them on Niall’s family’s plane. I washed my hands of the blood until the water ran clear. I dried my hands and walked out of the bathroom to Niall waiting by the door, handing me one of his hoodies. “It’s going to be cold when we get there,” He commented. I followed Niall out the automatic sliding doors to the towering stairs leading up to the door of the jet. I walked in to the same, familiar leather seats and sat down in one by the window. I looked out my window knowing this will be one of my last times here, for now at least. Niall came and sat next to me and handed me a small clear glass with vodka in it. I accepted it, and we buckled our seatbelts and got ready for take off. I downed my drink, and when we could move I went and sat on the couch, where Niall joined me and laid down and took up the entire couch, before pulling me down to his chest and wrapping his arms around me. Niall pulled a blanket over us and I cuddled to him closer. Niall pressed a kiss to the top of my head as the alcohol started to wash over me and I started to doze off to the steady rhythm of Niall’s heartbeat.
I watched as she slowly slept. I want to be with her everytime she sleeps, and be the one she’s asleep and dreaming with. I will do everything to keep her with me until the day I die.