A/N: so sorry once again Lavinia ! I made a special long one just for you! Consider this my ultimate apology! Cheers! Hope you like it ;)
The sunlight that bursts through my open window peaks through the thin skin of my eyelid causing me to murmur.
Mornings.
A smile spreads across my lips as I remember what happened last night. I start to turn over to expect to see him in bed next to me, only to be disappointed in the empty space beside me. I sit up, looking around the room, searching for evidence that he had really left me.
My mind spins when I see nothing. No clothes, no phone, no wallet, no keys. I get up off the bed, rushing downstairs. I run into kitchen, barely catching myself as I hold onto the wall stopping myself from plunging forward.
"Woah there. Slow down love." He laughs, turning around from the stove with a surprised look.
I pant in relief.
"I thought you had left. All your things are gone." I rub my forehead.
"Oh no, my clothes are in the laundry and my stuff is in the living room." He laughs causing his abs to flex as my eyes are directed to it.
"I like this 'shirtless Niall in boxers cooking me breakfast' thing." I smile as I make my way to him, wrapping my arms around his torso.
"Well babe, if you want good food with that, you're gonna have to stop distracting me before I burn your bacon." He giggles turning back to his cooking.
I leave a kiss on his cheek before making my way to the living room and turning the tele on. It doesn't take long for Niall to finish cooking as he makes his way to the living room.
"Close your eyes and come with me!" He says as he grabs my hand helping me stand.
"Niall!"
"Just do it!" he exclaims as I do as told. The smell of sweetness and bacon pass through my nose as I start to get excited while the distance between us and the kitchen decreases.
"Ok. Now open your eyes!"
Once I allow my eyelids to part, Im taken aback by what was prepared before me. The table for two was beautifully set up with a rose in the middle. I walked closer as the view of the food became more clear.
I watched as steam flew from the hot thick waffle that was decorated with whip cream, syrup, and a cherry and beside it laid a couple strips of crisp bacon and a pile of scrambled eggs.
"Niall, did you make all of this?" I look back, watching him walk to a seat and pull it out.
"Yup, just for you." he signaled for me to sit on the seat as I did so. He walked to his seat, sitting down, before speaking.
"Shall we?"
"We shall."
The food disappears from our plates in a matter of minutes.
"That was amazing." I say as we put our plates in the sink.
"Thank you." he presses me against the sink, holding his weight by griping onto the sink with his hands that are on either side of me.
