"Niall, stop it!" I laughed, tears of laughter forming in my eyes as his seemingly rough fingertips ran over my waist, giving me chills down my spine as it tickled. He continued tickling me until he realised I was laughing so hard I struggled to breathe and the corner of his lips cracked up into a smile.
"I love it when you laugh like that, it's literally so cute." Niall gushed, his perfectly straight teeth visible. To be honest, I preferred his teeth before he got braces. He hated his teeth, he simply despited smiling or laughing. But I also like his teeth after he had braces because everyone were now able to hear his ever-so-audible laugh because he's not insecure of his teeth anymore. His laugh is the cutest laugh you'll ever hear, it's like an angel's laugh. Well, he is an angel. My angel.
Niall snapped his fingers in front of my face and I quickly snapped out of my trail of thoughts about him. "You alright, princess?" he asked with an amused chuckle and I let the heat rush to my cheeks as I laughed shyly and nodded. He let his lips move up into a smile once again and nodded in response before he wraps his arms around my waist and held me close to his chest, returning to watch the film we were watching; Bambi. He's so caring and sweet and gentle and adorable and just perfect. I love him.
For some reason, that sentence he said to me kept echoing around my head and I don't understand why.
"You alright, princess?"
