Wonderwall- (1D/Niall Horan)

Chapter 10

So sorry loves that it took so long for the update.  I had a bit of writer's block and lacked some inspiration BUT here it is and long over due!  

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Anyways, here's the next chapter! i hope you enjoy it! Do keep the reads, votes, comments and fans coming! Xx <3

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I stirred in my sleep, drifting from dreaming as a melody cooed in my ear, trying to coax me out of my slumber.

It’s time to get up in the morning, in the morning.

I playfully groaned as a smile danced its way across my face, recognizing the angelic voice.  I felt him push my hair back, sweeping it across my forehead.  His cool lips then met my forehead as he pressed them, oh so gently, kissing me softly.  My smile spread even wider at the affectionate gesture.  I could feel his lips turn upward into a smile as he murmured against my skin, “Come on, beautiful.  It’s time to wake up.”

I slowly allowed my eyes to open as he pulled away and sat himself on the edge of my bed.  I stretched, yawning before I sat up, resting my weight on my elbows.  I smirked, playfully letting my gaze wander over the handsome boy who sat perched on the edge of my bed.  “Well, that was quite the pleasant way to wake up,” I mused.

He smiled clearly pleased with himself.  “Duly noted.  Now I know exactly what I need to do to wake you up,” he confirmed.

I laughed, trying to push the thought of waking up every morning to him like that to the very back of my mind, and burying it deep within the crevices.

“Now, come on.  You’ve got ten minutes to quickly get ready, then, we’re going somewhere,” he instructed lightly.

“Where?” I quizzically asked, eyeing him suspiciously.

“Remember the bet the boys and I made awhile back, when my team lost in the race?” he shyly reminded me, sighing heavily, not meeting my gaze.

A smirk spread across my face as my eyes lit up in recognition devilishly; what he was referring to finally dawning on me.

“We’re going to go this morning.  So there aren’t as many people and we can get it over with.  I don’t want the whole world seeing my knob,” he explained embarrassed, heat rising up into his cheeks.

I laughed at how adorable he was.  He was actually going to go through with this.  But I had to make sure.  “Wait, you’re actually going to run stark naked into the ocean?  No clothes on whatsoever?” I clarified.

He slowly nodded his head, ashamed.  I nearly doubled over in laughter at the thought of it, relieved that I wasn’t involved in any part of it.  But my laughter was cut short as I was reminded of the events that would unfold.  A vision of Niall running butt-naked towards the ocean replayed in my mind; playing, rewinding and repeating itself, over and over again, causing my cheeks to burn.

Niall looked at me peculiarly as he asked, “What?  What was that?”

“Uhh… nothing.  Just-er choked on my saliva.  That’s all.  I’m fine though, really,” I shrugged, attempting to downplay it, waving it off as if it was no big deal.

“If you’re sure….,” he replieddisbelieving.  “Come on, then.  Hurry up and get dressed!”

“Alright, alright.  I’m getting up,” I surrendered as I swung my legs over the side of my bed.