Your eyes flipped open when you felt that Niall wasn’t laying next to you anymore. According to the time one the clock, which was around 2:30 in the morning, he had probably gotten up to get himself a snack since he hadn’t eaten dinner. Still, you got up to see if he was doing just that. You were wearing nothing but a t shirt and your underwear, so you slipped on some pajama pants and went to investigate for a missing Niall.
The living room and kitchen was totally empty, nothing seemed to be out of place. No signs of anyone having food or a misplaced pillow on the couch. Except one of his guitars, his acoustic one, was missing from his wall, and the light on the patio was turned on. The blinds from the back door pushed back and the door left open ever so slightly. You frowned to yourself in confusion. You peeked through the glass and you spotted Niall, sitting in a chair on the patio under the roof, playing his guitar.
It was drizzling rain and pretty chilly outside. He wasn’t even wearing a shirt. You pulled the door open, stepping out barefoot on the patio. You shivered, wrapped your arms around your body.
“What are you doing?” You blurted out, making Niall jump in his seat a little bit. He calmed down when he realized it was only you, and gave a little smile.
“Couldn’t sleep. I wanted to play but I didn’t wanna wake you, so I came out here. It’s nice out, isn’t it?” Niall shrugged, continuing to strum his guitar.
A pencil was stuck behind his ear and a notebook sitting in his lap. You thought it was rather odd for him to be sitting out here by himself in the early hours of the morning, but you stopped questioning him because he almost never seemed to do anything that seemed normal. He was weird, but a true sweetheart with good intentions. You shrugged, sitting in a chair across from him.
The rain started to pick up just a little bit, beating harder against the roof that extended over the patio. You sat and listened to the sounds all around you. The rain, pattering against the roof and the ground, the crickets chirping, Niall playing his song he was writing and him humming a few words, the scribbling of his pencil against his notebook. This was completely relaxing. You watched Nialls fingers move up and down the neck of the guitar, absolutely fascinated with his process of song writing. You always wondered what was going on inside his head. You could practically see the gears turning in his beautiful brain. Niall took a second to glance over at you, looked back down at his guitar for another second, and then looked back at you as he realized you were sat in the corner curled in a little ball, shivering just a little bit with your arms stuffed inside your shirt.
“You cold, darling?” He asked, as if it wasn’t obvious. You hummed in reply.
“Why don’t you go back inside? You don’t have to sit out here with me.” Niall told you, resting his arm on the side of his guitar. You shook your head.
“I don’t wanna go inside if you’re out here.” You simply said. Niall thought you made a good point, since he couldn’t really sleep without you either.
“Well come over here then.” He waved you over.
You got up, Niall leaned the guitar against the wall, tucking his pencil back behind his ear and his notebook under his leg. He patted his lap and you sat right on his thighs, curling up against him. Niall took your hands in his, blowing warm air on them and rubbing them together to make them warm. He started rubbing up and down your arm, the wrapped his around you and held you there and started swaying back and forth. You rested your head on his shoulder and Niall gave you a little forehead kiss. You both stared out into the backyard, watching the rain come down on the green grass and on the garden you started. The sky was a blue-ish black, littered with white dots for stars. A pretty sight during this time.
“What’s the song you were playing?” You suddenly asked.
“Haven’t given it a title yet. I got the chorus and a few verses down, though.” Niall responded, still looking up at the sky.
“I liked it.” You admitted.
“Yeah. It’s got a nice melody.” You yawned, snuggling closer to Nialls body. Somehow he was still warm after sitting in the chilled air for however long.
Your eyes were starting to get a little heavy and drowsiness taking over you again. Niall chuckled at you as you rubbed your eyes.
“Getting sleepy?” He asked, whispering in your ear. You nodded, leaning your head on his shoulder. Then Niall yawned.
“Me too.” He sighed. “Look you got me yawning now.” Sleepiness starting to hit him again too.
“Maybe we should go to bed now.” You suggested, climbing out of Nialls lap. He nodded in agreement and stood to grab his guitar and notebook, and followed you into the house.
Niall hung his guitar back on the wall as you pulled back the blinds and locked the door. Unexpectedly, Niall came up behind you, resting his hands on your hips.
“I’ll carry you if you want me to.” He lowly whispered in your ear, as if someone would hear if he spoke too loud.
He pressed a cheeky kiss to the back of your neck, you almost melted into his arms. You nodded, spinning around to face him, then jumping on him, wrapping your legs around his waist. You couldn’t help yourself by giggling into his neck, and kissing it lightly.
“Back to bed, we go.” Niall muttered, making his way down the hall and back to the bedroom.
He laid you down gently on your side of the bed, hovering over you and planting a kiss to your lips for a moment. He climbed over you to his side and snuggled under the blankets and close to you. You reached behind you, taking Nialls hand and giving it a kiss. You could feel Nialls lips curve in a little smile as he nestled his face in your neck.
“Goodnight, petal.” Niall whispered.
“Night.” You whispered back.
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