Broken Promises ✔

• Chapter 41 •

: Breaking News :

Sasha's POV

"I want to tell everyone" I say confidently. I've thought about this for a while and I think the fans deserve to know

"Are you sure? I mean, there is going to be a lot of hate" he says and I see the fear in his eyes. He hangs his head low

He's afraid that I might leave him

"Yes. I'm sure, Niall. I know that there is going to be hate but I knew what I was getting into when you asked me out" I say cupping his face to make him look at me. Tears are brimming his eyes

"Promise you won't leave me?" He sniffles

"I promise" I say truthfully with a wide grin on my face

He gives me a weak grin and wipes away the tears in his eyes

"Let's go home, shall we?" I muse and he barks out a laugh

"We shall my lady. We shall" he replies and he starts up the car and goes to driving back home

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We arrive on my front door and I enter to feel the cold nipping at my exposed skin

I feel a wave of drowsiness hit me and I flop on the couch

I yawn and eventually I fall asleep

Niall's POV

I walk in the flat with Sasha right in front of me. She flops down on the couch

When Simon suggested that we announce our relationship, I was afraid. Afraid that she might leave me but she made me think otherwise.

I take off my shoes and place them by the door where no one would trip on them. I walk in the living room to see my beauty asleep on the couch. I kiss her forehead and crouch down beside her and took of her shoes

I walk back by the door and place it beside mine. I go in the kitchen and look for some hot chocolate

I grab a packet and a mug and pour hot water in. I rip open the package and pour it in the mug with hot water

The sweet aroma fills the room and my mouth goes dry at how thirsty I am. After it's mixed, I grab some marshmallows from the fridge and put a few in the mixture

I blow on the scalding hot beverage and take a sip. I continue this until it's all gone. I wash and place my mug in the dishwasher to find all of the plates and cutlery in them

I still don't understand why Sasha doesn't use the dishwasher. I mean, you're not using a perfectly usable item that saves your time. I guess it's a habit she has

I close the door and go in the living room and crouch by my sleeping beauty. I smiled at her cuteness with her mouth slightly ajar and cute, adorable, tiny snores coming out of it. Her cheeks are slightly tinted pink and her eyes are fluttered close due to the exhaustion today. She wore her cream sweatshirt that contrasted with her skin wonderfully and the jeans she wore that made her legs look long and slender. Her bare feet on show and her cute toes which one side was abnormal to the other but adorable nonetheless