There was a really annoying bird that was sitting on my window this morning. It would not shut up, tweeting away, waking me up. Stupid, stupid bird I mumbled to myself. Only good thing about this morning, I didn’t have morning sickness. The first time in a long time I didn’t have morning sickness. I went to run out of my room when I hit something and nearly tripped over. I looked back to see Liam rolling around on the ground, stirring but still asleep. He was in boxers and his skin was pale. He must be freezing. I grabbed my quit off my bed before placing it over him and I saw him grab onto it and snuggle up to it. I grabbed a pillow off my bed and lifted his head, slipping the pillow under it before placing his head back down. I smiled to myself before remembering why I was running out my room and tripped on him in the first place. I spun around to face the door and ran towards it and down the hall. I burst into Niall’s room and jumped on his bed and chanted his name to wake him up. He jumped and looked around the room, freaking out.
“NIAAALL” I screamed like a little kid on Christmas morning.
“What’s wrong? Is everything okay?” He sat up right, freaking out even more.
“I don’t have morning sickness!” I squealed and threw my arms around him, planting myself on his lap.
“That’s great!” Niall squeezed me tighter in his arms and I relaxed into his embrace. We sat there for a while, just cuddling each other. I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss this. I did miss having moments like this with Niall. I slowly pulled back and our faces were centimetres apart.
“I should, let you get dressed, and wake up properly.” I mumbled quietly and awkwardly before crawling off his lap and sitting at the end of his bed. I really didn’t want to leave… I wanted to stay with him, in his room, in his bed.
“You don’t have to go.” His voice whispered in my ear and his arms snaked around my waist. I let my head fall back against his chest and he held me closer again, and for one moment I forgot everything that had happened between us and I was back to being completely in love with my boyfriend. But I can’t let myself forget…
“Yeah, I do Ni.” I said barely over a whisper. He let go of me but didn’t move.
“Then go?” He said just as quiet. I tried to get my legs to stand up and make me walk away out the room but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t get myself to walk away from him, not again. “That’s what I thought.” He mumbled, grabbing my chin and turning my face to face him. Before I could protest he crashed his lips down onto mine. I tasted the light flavour of mint from his toothpaste from last night, his lips were kind of dry from sleeping. I licked my tongue across them to moisten them up and he took this as a green light. He grabbed the back of my neck and lay me down slowly and carefully. His tongue playfully playing with mine. I let my fingers go into the back of his hair and I gripped onto them tightly; knowing this was a favourite for Niall. Right on cue he let out a moan into my mouth, making me giggle. He paused for a bit, making eye contact with me. His eyes were filled with lust and passion. He smirked and shook his head slightly before crashing his lips back onto mine. I got completely lost in his touch and his kiss that I didn’t even bother trying to pull away. *ZZZ, ZZZ* I jumped at the sudden vibration from my bra. My phone was ringing. Niall started laughing hysterically at the fact it made me jump. I pulled it out of my top and chucked it across the room without checking who it was. I grabbed Niall’s neck and pulled him down onto me again and he happily started kissing me again. *ZZZ, ZZZ* My phone started ringing again. I rolled my eyes and grumpily got up and stomped across the room to pick up my phone. It was Justine calling.
“It’s Justine, I gotta take this.” I said apologetically and ran out the room.
“Hey babe.” I answered.
