Arshi's POV
I blinked. It was morning. My thoughts were still hazy. I realised there was a pair of arms wrapped around me. No wonder I am so warm I thought. I felt gentle gusts of air on my forehead. I looked up and saw Niall. My lips curled up in a smile. His hair was messed up and his cheek rested aganist my hair. I realised his arms were wrapped around me around me. I was snuggled aganist his cheast. I yawned and looked down. Our fingers were entwined. I smiled and wriggled.
Niall grunted. I wriggled a bit more.
He opened half a very sleepy eye. I shrugged. He closed his eyes again, pulling me closer to him & burying his face in my hair. I sighed and closed my eyes. A minute later I was lured to sleep again by those lovely warm arms and that lovely smell of the boy with the blue eyes.
Niall's POV
Apples. Her hair smelled of apples. I was awake but I didnt want to let go of her. She looks so beautiful when she sleeps. A lock of brown hair fell across her face. I smiled and gently tucked it behind her ear. My eyes fell on our entwined fingers and then..... her wrists. The marks. I silently traced them, my heart suddnely beating fast. Why did my angel hurt herself. Atleast I had her in my arms now. My eyes turned towards that perfect face. Dark brown eyes were staring at me. Large, dark brown eyes full of fear. I looked into those dark pools of hurt and then she looked away. My finger was still on her scars.
" Why?" I whispered, my lips brushing on her ear.
She did not look up.
" There was a boy......."
I held her close. I was close to tears. That bastard. He got her pregnant. Fury built up inside me. No Niall, calm down I breathed.
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
I held her chin and wiped them away. I looked into those dark, sad eyes and whispered,
"Never again. I promise." I rubbed soothing circles onto her back. Her face was so close to mine.
"Never......" I was cut off. Her pink lips were on mine. Our lips moved perfectly together. Our fingers were still entwined. We pulled back only when we needed air. Her cheeks turned pink, curling up into a shy smile. I felt a rush of blood in mine and ran a hand through my messy hair. A kiss had melted all those earlier feelings of rage. I could feel the sparks. There were goosebumps on my arm.
" So, how about those earings now?" I grinned.
I had found my princess.
[A/N: SORRRY!! I WAS BUSY!! SO SORRY!! :(
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The Boy With The Blue Eyes
FanfictionArshi: Indian. Brown eyed.Nursing a broken heart. Niall: Irish. Blue eyed. Searching for his princess. They met on a sixteen hour flight from Mumbai to London. No words are exchanged. Will they ever meet again? Is Niall the one for Arshi? Is Arshi N...