A Nochelle Love

Chapter 10

Christmas morning
Noah's pov
I wake up and realise it's Christmas morning and see that Richelle is still asleep. I walk into Amber's room and see she is awake.
"Merry Christmas Amber." I whisper.
"Merry Christmas daddy." She says.
I smile at her and take her downstairs to the kitchen and make her breakfast.
When Amber finishes I make Richelle breakfast in bed. I go up to our bedroom and I see Richelle looking at her crutches. She looks sad.
"Merry Christmas babe." I say.
She looks over at me and smiles.
"Merry Christmas No." She says back.
(No is Noah's nickname)
"I made you breakfast in bed. Well me and Amber did together but it was mostly me because Amber spilt all the milk but don't worry because I cleaned it all up!"
"Thank you No. You're so sweet."
"No problem!"
"Did you open the presents?"
"Of course not Richelle! We need you for that!"
"Thank you Noah."
I gave Richelle a small kiss.

Richelle's pov
When I finish my breakfast, Noah helps me get out of bed and carries me downstairs. He sat me down on the sofa and handed me a present from him.
"Thank you Noah!" I said with delight.
I unwrapped it really quickly and it was a small box. I looked at Noah. He just smirked at me. I open the box and inside was the prettiest necklace I have ever seen.
"Oh my God Noah! This is beautiful! He came over to me and kissed me. Then he cane up behind me and put it on me.
"Noah I love it so much!"
"I thought you would like it." He said with a smile.
Once we had opened all the presents Noah carried me upstairs and left me to get dressed. I could hear Noah talking to Amber downstairs and playing games. It sounds like a lot fun so I walk out of the room on crutches and get to the top of the stairs. I don't really want to bother Noah again because I think that he is slightly annoyed with having to carry me up and down the stairs all the time so i put one crutch down on the stairs and then my foot. Noah heard that and came running towards me. He holds me tightly and then gently lifts me and carries me downstairs. He puts me on the sofa and yells at me
"Richelle! What were you doing? What were you thinking?
I instantly burst into tears. I hate it when he shouts at me. What if he kicks me out again?
But he hugs me.
"I-I'm sorry. I just thought that you were getting annoyed with me." I keep crying.
"Richelle why would I be annoyed with you? I was just worried that you were going to fall down the stairs."
"Well I thought that you were fed up with having to lift me up and down the stairs all the time."
Noah laughed. I looked at him, confused.
"Richelle, I love you and if I have to carry you all the time, then I will."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
He leaned in and kissed me.
Then we enjoyed the rest of Christmas day together.