Unsolved Mysteries *stopped*

19. Friday

When i wake up, i want to stretch my tired limbs instinctively, but Niall has his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. When i move a little, he pulls me even closer to him. I close my eyes and concentrate on the feeling. The feeling of safety and warmth, caused simply by his arms around me. I feel like I'm in paradise with a flutter in my stomach and a warmth spreading through my entire body. I feel all weird and tingly.

Turning around in Niall's arms, i can look at his every feature. His jaw, his nose, his lips. Impulsively, i run my index finger along Niall's jaw, concentrating on every line. His chest rises and falls steadily. His lips part a little at my touch.

"Good morning, darling."

Niall's voice startles me and i quickly pull my finger away. A blush is rising to my cheeks, so i mumble a quick 'good morning' back.

Niall chuckles sleepily, then pulls me closer to him and buries his face in my neck. His warm breath tickles a little, but the stubble on his chin and above his upperlip brushing my skin, gives me a shiver down my spine. I sigh happily and cuddle closer to Niall, who then starts placing soft kisses on my shoulders.

"I love you."

"And i love you."

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I can't wait for it to finally be 7pm. I'm counting every second. I really love working at the library, but right now i would rather be with my cute Irishman. Bethany made some small talk today, although she's still not okay with me and Niall. I understand her problem, i really do, i just don't want to be reminded of it all the time. There are no problems at the moment and i want to keep it that way. Well, except the problem with Niall and Bethany, which still remains to be resolved.

"Phee, Niall's on the line."

And here we go again.

While Bethany speaks, she rolls her eyes and purses her lips slightly in disdain. The telephone in her hand is being held loosely, I reach for it quickly, eager to speak to Niall.

"Hello."

I feel like twirling the cable around my finger, but quickly ban that thought from my mind. I'm not sixteen anymore.

"Hey beautiful."

At the sound of his voice, i smile instantly and then feel the need to giggle like an immature teenager in love, just to perfect the impression. This is silly. But then again, love makes you do crazy things. It makes it hard to think and act reasonably. Love makes you question who you are, what you want in life and how you see things. It makes your knees weak and your stomach toss and turn. It makes you stupid. It makes you reckless. But at the same time, it makes you happy.

"You need to grab your stuff and meet me at the parking lot."

Niall's voice interrupts my little love dream and I'm thrown back into reality.

"Niall, i have to work."

As much as i want to, i can't. I will be fired eventually and i can't lose my job.

"Don't worry, it's all sorted."

What? How did he manage that?

"But-"

"No buts. Say hi to Bethany for me. Love you."

And with that he puts the phone down, leaving me speechless and wondering. I turn my face to look at Bethany, who is mustering her fingernails. When she notices my stare, she rolls her eyes and gives me a little wave with the hand she just so intently looked at.

"Just go. You don't want to be late."

What? You have got to be kidding me.

"You knew about this?"