Don't Forget (Niall Horan)

Chapter 8: Naturally

Isabell's POV:

Waking up in my bed slightly confused me. It took a moment for all of last night's events to run through my mind. Niall really saved me. He also let my cry and practically rocked me to sleep. His whispers replayed in my head, telling me it was going to be okay. Hearing him whisper those words in my ear was almost like a dream. Eventually I looked at my clock. The numbers said 7:00 AM. Why couldn't I get back to sleep? One more question popped into my head. How had I gotten to bed? Dani must've gotten me hear half-asleep.

Needing to wake up I grabbed my ipod. The main thing I knew was that I was starving. Eggs and bacon sounded good. Yeah maybe I'd make some for Liam and Dani too.

Niall's POV:

Isabell and I were laying in bed. She had fallen asleep and her hair had spread out across the bed. The sun shone on her though the open window. It made her look like an angel. I was holding an angel in my arms. She mumbled a little in her sleep. I pulled her warm body closer, cherishing the feel of it. Just when I kissed her neck she turned to face me. "I love you." I whispered. Isabell smiled at me and put her arms around her neck to pull me closer. Then I woke up.

For a minute I freaked out. Stupid me, I had forgotten I spent the night at Liam's. I could hear something fall off the counter in the kitchen. "Time to wake up." I groaned to myself. The image of Isabell in my dream clouded over my mind. Walking into the kitchen really didn't help clear it. No way am I complaining. Honestly it was something I wouldn't mind waking up to more often. The first thing I saw when I walked into the kitchen was her. Never before had I noticed how short she is. Isabell was climbing on the counter to reach for some pans. The phone book on the floor must be what woke me up. She was quietly singing to herself, so she didn't even notice when I came in. "It's the beautiful people like you, who get whatever they want. An the beautiful people like you, who suck the life right out of my heart." Her voice was beautiful. There was no real way to describe it. Suddenly I snapped back to reality. Isabell moved the wrong pan. The pile almost fell on top of her. She caught it, but almost fell back in the process. Quickly I walked across the small kitchen. With one hand I took the pan from her while placing the other hand behind her back. The distracted girl jumped in surprise. Once I put the first pan down she pointed to one skillet, which I reached with ease. By now she had taken out her headphones and put her ipod on the counter. Why couldn't she sing in front of people?

"Anything else?" I asked her. Secretly I hoped she needed everything in the cubberd just so that we could stay like this.

"No," She whispered. "Thanks."

I slowly lifted her down. Isabell my not be skinny, but she definetly wasn't big either, and she couldn't have weighed more than 150.  Holding her was easy. So easy in fact, that I didn't let her go. We looked in to each other's eyes and couldn't look away. I had never seen more gorgeous hazel eyes. Dammit, it sounds like some stupid love story now. The point is that it actually happened. We said nothing. I kept my arms around her waist and her hands stayed on my shoulders. That is until the bedroom door shut. Isabell quickly moved to finish making breakfast.

By the time Liam came out I could hear bacon frying. He laughed at my grumbling stomach. "So Niall has you cooking for him now too?"

"Forget that, this is for me. Girls gotta eat." She argued with him jokingly. I could play this game to.

"Well then," I overly dramatically stood up and walked to the door. "I cannot be friends with the likes of you. Torturing me with bacon. What madness?" Isabell had busted a gut laughing. It make me smile to make her happy.

"Wait, Niall!" She called to me. "I love food, but I couldn't possibly finish this on my own."

" I might just be able to help you with that." I sent her a wink and walked back to the table as if nothing had happened."