Chapter 52:
-Miley's POV-
As Niall promised last night he was still there beside me. I untangled myself from his arms slowly so I didn't wake him.
"I'm so lucky to have you." I sigh
Suddenly my stomach seers with pain and I rush into the bathroom and throw up again. I make sure to be sick quietly so I didn't wake Niall, I clean myself up and leave the room to get a glass of water.
I sneak downstairs to the kitchen, I run the tap and fill up a glass with water before taking little sips now and again. I decided to surprise Niall with a nice cooked breakfast so I get out some eggs, sausages and bacon for me to cook. As I fry the bacon Harry walks in.
"Morning." I smile
"Good morning, something smells nice." He laughs
"I'm cooking Niall some breakfast, so hands off." I laugh
"He's lucky to have you." He laughs sadly.
He means it in a different way then just me making Niall breakfast, I felt the awkwardness creep in so I decided to change the subject.
"Are you ever gonna get those curly locks of yours chopped off?" I laugh playing with his messy morning hair.
"Nope, their my trademark." He laughs
"What about you? Your hairs pretty long." He says wrapping my hair around my face.
"Me neither, this is my trademark as well." I giggle.
"I'd love to switch hair with you for a day to see what it's like." He says smiling
"We should get wigs!" I say
"Yes! Right it's a deal one day we will buy some wigs and switch hair styles for the day." He says putting out his hand
"Deal." I laugh taking his hand, I look up his green eyes meeting my blue ones.
He smiles sadly.
"Miley the bacons burning." He says breaking me out of my trance.
"Oh shite!" I say running over to the oven.
"I think I've just saved it." I say turning off the oven and putting the bacon on a plate.
"It's fine, Niall likes his bacon a little crispy doesn't he?" He laughs
"Actually he does so this shouldn't be a problem." I giggle pointing to the burnt bacon.
"Here let me help." Harry says grabbing the plate and putting some bacon in his mouth.
"Hands off! That's not your bacon!" I say trying to grab it off him.
"Oops." He smirks
"Your such a poo." I pout
"Thanks." He grins
"Now if you don't mind I'm going to take what's left of his breakfast to him." I say putting the plate of sausages, eggs and burnt bacon onto a tray.
"I'll get the door for you." He says opening the door for me.
"Thank you very much Harold." I smile
"You're very welcome Miley."
I give him one last smile before heading up the stairs to Niall's room.
I push the door open with my foot, Niall was still asleep.
I walk over to his side and set the tray on the beside table hoping the smell of food would wake him up. And sure enough it did. Niall's nostrils started to flare and his eyes shot open.
"Food." He smiles
"Yes food especially made for you." I laugh
He sits up and places the tray on his lap.
"Thanks babe." He says with his mouth stuffed with food.
"You're welcome. I'm going for a shower enjoy your food." I laugh
"I will but next time I'm going to join you in the shower." He winks
"Ok Niall." I smile
"I'm serious." He says
"Goodbye now." I say going into the bathroom.
I close the door and turn the shower on, I take off my clothes and get in.
The hot water soothes my cold skin, as I stand with my back facing the door.
As I close my eyes I let my thoughts drift back to the night me and Niall had sex. I could feel my cheeks turning red thinking back to it, suddenly I felt strong arms wrap around me making me jump.
"I told you I was serious." Niall's voice whispered in my ear
"Niall!" I say trying to cover my naked body.
"Miley I've seen you naked loads of times." He laughs
"I'm not in shape at the moment." I say refusing to uncover myself
"Miley you are absolutely beautiful you don't need to work out. You're perfect just the way you are. Please don't hide your beauty." He begs taking my arm.
I look at him, he means it. I reluctantly uncover myself. I closed my eyes as I turned around to face him.
He kisses my lips before resting his head in the crook of my neck.
"You're so beautiful Miley, I don't understand how you can't see it yourself." He whispers
I sigh, he pulls away and grabs my hands.
"Tell yourself you're beautiful." He says
"No Niall." I laugh
"Say it."
"I'm b-beautiful."
"I'm beautiful because you make me feel beautiful." I blush
He doesn't say anything else, he just presses his lips to mine.
