Frat Boy Niall part 23.
A short, sneak peek for 24, the end.
I woke up to Ashley Laying next to me, still asleep. I roll over with her back to my chest and I placed a small kiss on her cheek. I sat up next to the bedside table and I left a note for her to find when she woke up. “Went to run errands, will be back later. Liam will be here sometime today”. I had to admit, I wasn’t happy about Liam coming. But whatever to make Ashley feel more comfortable. I couldn’t give a shit about Liam’s safety. I got up from the bed and slid a shirt and some jeans on then walked out the front door after grabbing my keys off the counter.
Liam’s POV.
I pulled up to the address Niall had given me, and just as I had suspected,
One of the most expensive buildings I’ve ever seen. I pulled into a parking spot and got my suitcase out of the trunk then strolled up to the front door of the building, and into the lobby. I headed towards the elevator and walked in after the doors opened. I looked down at the note I had made with the address. “Penthouse.” Of fucking course, Niall can’t have anything less than extravagant. I pressed the button for the top floor and watched the numbers climb as the elevator slowly pulled upward. When it finally dinged, I grabbed my suitcase and walked inside. It was empty, and quiet. And I wasn’t even sure either of them were home. It was almost one though, and I figured atleast Ashley would be home. I sat my bag down an began to scope the rooms for any sign of either of them. I came to a large tall door, and slowly pulled the handle to peek inside. As the door slowly crept open, I saw her. Ashley laid in the bed still in a slumber, and I walked over quietly and sat down on the bed. She didn’t move when my heavy weight shifted the bed, so I slowly placed my hand on her shoulder and shook her. “Ashley.” I said pretty loud after she didn’t wake up after my few attempts. I pulled her shoulder turning her to me. My heart started racing as I saw it all over her face and pillow. Blood. I immediately picked the phone on the bedside table and called the front desk “I need an ambulance, there’s blood and I dont think she’s breathing,” the lady’s voice was foggy and fading away as I tried to wake her up. If she was even going to.
