These Things Take Time.

Chapter 28

Sunshine beams on my face, telling me it's morning. I turn over expecting to find Niall but all I grab is air.

My ears tune to sizzling coming from the kitchen. I unwrap myself from underneath the blanket and collapse my feet to the ground. It's warm under my feet which is unusual, but in the past few months...unusual has lost its meaning.

"Goooooooddddmorning America!" He says in one of the worst anchorman impressions, but a good American accent.

"What time did you wake up?" I laugh as I rub my eyes. The smell of bacon and what I believe is hash browns, sneaks up my nostrils.

"I don't know..I think around 7:30 ish." He flips a pancake and grins when it lands perfectly.

"Is this some dream?" He stops and looks at me.

"Why would you say that?" I realize he is probably thinking that I am referring to his "celebrity ness". Which I'm not.

"Because that flip was too perfect." I never thought he would be so protective over that. I can't blame him, some people out there would and probably already has used him for fame.

I creep up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. My chin finds its way to his shoulder, having a mind of its own, it sits there and enjoys the view. "I didn't know you could cook."

"There is a lot of things you don't know about me..." He smirks as he turns his head to me.

"Really? Like what?" I tilt my head to where I have the perfect angle. He moves his mouth to my ear, his bottom lip scraping my earlobe.

He whispers, "Like how good I can make you feel." I stand still. A huge wave of sensation hits me, my eyes begin to dry because of my lack of blinking. I look over at Niall who is now placing food on the plates.

I have to say that was hot. Just the way he whispered and went on with his life. He picks up the plates and nods his head over to the table. I sit down and stare at the food served in front of me.

"It looks really good."

"It tastes even better." I have a feeling he isn't talking about the food.

We finish eating our breakfast, which was amazing. I pick up our plates and wash them in the sink and place them in the dish washer. When I turn around, Niall is standing in the living room examining a movie.

"Want to watch a movie?" He asks, looking through the movies that Ness suggested I have.

"Sure. What movie do you have in mind?" I stroll over to the couch, and look as his back muscles stretch and pull and he picks up each movie. He turns around still looking at the case, and then he finally reveals it, "Forgetting Sarah Marshall?" I raise my eyebrow, what is he trying to do here?

"Yeah! Have you seen it?" I shake my head no. He turns and slips it on the DVD player.

"It's great you will love it."

The movie's main menu already gives me hints of what the movie is about. Romance, love, laughter, and sex.

Oh lord.

Niall's POV

"How have you not seen this? I mean it's sitting right there." I fall on the couch, clicking the play button.

"Haven't had the chance.. I guess." The movie finally starts. I have been trying to get her to give in. I'm not saying that I don't respect her decision, but every since I hugged her outside of that restaurant, I have wanted her. All of her.

I am a man, I'm sorry if that's what comes to mind but it just does.

There's a difference between her and the rest of the girls.