The Childhood Memory

Chapter Twenty-Eight: If Happy Ever Afters Did Exist?

   I fluttered my eyes open. A familiar homely scent filling my nostrils. I looked around and stood up, while lightly masssaging my temples. My head hurts a lot, maybe I had too much sleep. 

Until I realize that I am in a different surrounding. The scent is different, fresh lemon grass scent filled my insides. It was different but good at the same time. The walls were painted white, and the window few inches beside me is slightly open. 

I continue to look around this unfamiliar room and spotted a blue post it note carefully placed at a pillow beside me. 

Good morning, love. I'm sorry I didn't woke you up. It's just that you look really peaceful in your sleep. I'm downstairs, if you're wondering. I just don't want ya to worry. I love you. 

Nialler, x 

Niall's scruffy hand writing states at the post it. I softly chuckled and carefully removed the post it from the pillow, while stuffing it at my jean pockets. 

I realized I was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday. I smile at the thought of it. Niall is really different and respectful. I made my downstairs and Niall's usual fresh, spring scent went stronger. 

Until a mop of messy, blonde hair caught my sight. His back was facing me, and he's cooking breakfast. "So Sick" by Neyo is loudly playing from the radio at the top of the refrigirator. 

Niall is singing along while doing weird dance steps, his back still facing me. I bit my lip, trying to suppress the laughter. 

"Gotta change my answerin' machine. Now that I'm alone. 

Cuz right now it says that we

Can't come to the phone" 

His angelic voice filled the kitchen. I lean my petite body at the wall frame while listening to Niall's lovely singing voice. And watching his conflicting dance steps. 

"And now it makes no sense

'Cuz you walked out the door

But its the only way I hear your voice anymore" 

He was still dancing. Until I can't take it anymore, my loud laugh filled the room and Niall turned around his head at my direction. 

"How long have you been there?" He asked, his face as red as a tomato. But a smile was playing on his lips. 

"You're just so adorable I can't take it" I lightly chuckled while trying to breathe air. 

"That is so unfair!" He whined while laughing. He made his way towards me, a smirk playing on his lips. 

"Oh, no! What are you gonna-" Niall carried my petite body with one arm. I slap his back while laughing and pleading for him to drop me. He dropped me at a nearby couch and started to tickle me. Oh no. My bubbly laugh erupted the room. 

"Sing the chorus!" He said in between laughs while still tickling me. 

"No way!" I answered in protest. 

"Sing the chorus and I'll stop tickling you!" His irish accent shouted through the room. 

"What!? That's so unfair!" I whined while still laughing. 

"Your call!" Niall continued to tickle my tummy. I continued to laugh out loud while catching my breathe. 

"And I'm so sick of love songs! So tired of tears!