Darling Harbor (Niall Horan)

Chapter 19: Heavy-lifting

 Copyright © zylgnagnaba 2013

NIALL’s POV

I wake up early in the morning; it’s still quite dark out. I can’t believe that I am really waking up next to her, a bare-naked Bree; with only the duvet covering both our bare body. Her long leg bends on top of my stomach as she sleeps sideways, her arm hugging my side covering her breasts and the side of her face buries on her pillow. The fare complexion of her shoulder literally radiates with the sun that threatens to shine any minute now. She’s still asleep peacefully, she looks heavenly. I can practically feel her warm breath bounces back and forth my ears and sweep the little strands of my hair. I smile at myself at the recall of last night. It was memorable and my most favourite. Oh my, I could not even believe it happened.

I practically grab her hand that was on top of my shoulder and kiss her palm tenderly, not wanting to wake her, and held onto it, interlocking with my fingers. But then I feel a soft giggle in my side and I gaze at her face, her eyes are still shut close but smiling at my romantic gesture.

I consequently shift position to face her, keeping her leg on top of me. I know she’s conscious but her eyes are still heavy for her to open them. I put her hand in between us slowly on the surface of the bed, and caress her face, tucking her hair behind her ear. Her sweet face is stroked tenderly by my thumb. She smiles again but doesn’t open an eye just yet.

“Bree, I have to go.” I whisper to her face and hold on to her hand once again. I kiss her forehead softly this time, the red marks on her chest and neck that I have caused her last night is more visible now as the little sunlight strikes both our bodies. I could still recall how her soft and smooth flesh feels against my lips and my body. It’s the close familiarity of how her warmth is able to give me chills in a fine summer night that I want to come back for more. And now, lying next to her, I feel like home. I don’t even want to leave, but I have to, temporarily.

“Mmmm.” She murmurs and frowns, shaking her body a bit in disapproval.

I caress her face once again, “I have to go before Harry finds out I was gone the whole night.” I tell her softly but smiling at the thought of her not wanting me to leave just yet.

“Nooo. Stay.” She groans; her voice thick from sleep and she quickly wraps her arm across my body like to prevent me from escaping. She nuzzles her head to my shoulder, her temples touching my lips.

I giggle at her insistence and I’m glad that she jailed me upon her fragile arm; I couldn’t even complain, I like the way she feels against my body.

“You’re so cute at this early in the morning.” I laugh a little, stroking down her soft and smooth back.

“I don’t want you to go.” She grumbles again, and hugs me even tighter. Her face buries to the crook of my neck and her warm breath tickles me but I do not react against it.

“But I have to.” I say softly and lower my face on the pillow so we can be face to face though her eyes aren’t open still. My statement is a bit contrary to my action as I hug her back tight as well.

I peck her lips which cause her eyes to flutter open finally. She smiles a sweet and knowing smile consequently, I couldn’t help but to kiss her again and I never let go until she kisses me back. She traces her fingers on my jaw as her lips are locked with mine. Her body tenses as I find myself hovering over to be on top of her, our kiss still not departed, only intensified. Exchange of sharp breaths in between as we both gasp for air, still we couldn’t break the kiss. My left elbow supports my weight on the side and the other hand travels down and scoops her thigh, squeezing it tightly and she whimpers. I am so glad I kept myself from touching her bruised hip all this time, or else she would strangle me right here on this bed. I know she was just joking when she threatened me that but I know she can do it.