{Do you remember} Summer '09

Part 3 of 3: I will always believe

Mondays were alright, but it was Tuesdays that bothered me and I never knew why.

But waking up in Niall Horan's arms seemed like a pretty great way to start your day, right?

I blinked and opened my eyes. It was chilly in his room so I pulled the white sheets over my arms. My Tshirt was less warm than I thought. Niall had his hand on my shoulder still.

It was 8 am, as I remembered I had set my alarm last night. Almost 12 hours of sleep... wow.

Niall had a meeting at noon and I usually got up before him anyhow.

So I slipped out of bed and left his door open. I opened the Twitter app and replied to texts, as I did every morning. Okay, all day long.

I walked into the kitchen and made the coffee. I really always enjoyed waking up early. I also went through the bowl of fruit to find some to cut up. My shopping trip yesterday had been a success.

I cut up two kiwis and then I scrambled 4 eggs on the stove.

That was all done 10 minutes later.

I set my phone on the marbled counter and pushed my messy hair out my face. I decided to go get Niall up. It was almost 8:30 now. Right as I got up from the kitchen stool, he was coming down the steps.

"Morning," He yawned.

"Hey," I smiled and hugged him tightly. I studied the gray flooring of the kitchen while His arms were around me.

I kissed his cheek and he smiled.

"So whats for breakfast?" He smelled the air dramatically.

"Eggs and kiwi. And your coffee," I set his plate of food and coffee cup by him.

Niall let out a laugh, "Niall Horan golfing yesterday," These pictures ugh look at my face! Ha!"

"I liked those," I winked at him and we ate together exchanging funny tweets across the counter.

After we had set our plates and cups in the sink, I went to my room to decide what to wear. I set out my jeans and a white, cotton long sleeve shirt. And a black cami to go under it.

It was a nice, neutral outfit. I showered and did my makeup and by the time I was ready, Niall had on a blue golfing shirt and dark wash skinny jeans. He already had his Converse tied on.

My damp hair was drying and I did some laundry. Niall walked in the room just as I was throwing the last piece of clothing into the washer.

'I took my other clothes out already," Niall informed me.

"I see," I said, gesturing to his shirt. He had said he didn't have any clean clothes last night.

"Well, its 10, you wanna go somewhere until the meeting?" Niall said as we walked out from the laundry.

"Okay, where?" I asked and studied again Niall's awards on the shelf in the living room.

"Just walk around the city I guess, I'll drop you back here before I go," Niall said.

"Alright," I gave him an expression of agreement and we headed to the door. I slipped on my boots and took my hair in my hand and put it over my shoulder.

We parked beside a bus station and got out of the car. The sun was shining today and it added a bit of warmth to the days that grew colder and colder.

There were many people out and about as always, I had learned. I felt so inexperienced in this kind of setting, but with Nialls help, I felt at home.