I popped a bag of popcorn an poured 2 glasses of juice.
I peered over the counter to see Niall sprawled out on the couch. I smiled and sat the food on the coffee table in front of him.
I squated down in front of the tv and started going through my far to big collection of movies.
"Do you like Audrey Hepburn?" I asked.
He nodded, I was glad, I loved old movies and Audrey was one of my favorite actresses.
I picked out Paris When It Sizzles, a classic.
I pushed play and plopped onto the couch.
"That's a good one." He grinned.
"It's one of my favorites." I yawned. I grabbed my blanket. I was so cold and tired.
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'DAD WATCH OUT!' I screamed! He swerved but it was too late!
NO! I awoke with a jolt. Yet again my nightmare was too real for my liking.
It was early and I was waking up in a haze. I looked around. "SHIT!"
I fell off the couch in shock. I must have fallen asleep during the movie, and Niall was still here.
"What. . " He groaned in a very attractive morning voice
"Im sorry, I just and you, I" I started to babble. . .
"You fell asleep last night, you kind of had me pinned down and I didn't want to wake you so I just let you sleep." He grinned.
My face was turning so red, I could feel it getting hotter by the second.
"You shouldn't be embarassed Sylvia, you are cute when you're asleep."
I was even more embarassed after he said that, so I decided to change the subject.
"Do you want breakfast?"
"Yeah." He smiled.
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I am. I am. I am. -- Chapter One: Move
FanficA Niall Horan fan fic. This is old and starts out semi-poorly written and I apologize for this.I am working on finishing it so hopefully you enjoy. As always votes and comments are strongly encouraged. I love the feedback and I love you all! :)
