Broken Promises ✔

• Chapter 49 •

: Are we going or nah? :

Sasha's POV

I wake up in my bed to still feel Niall's heavy arms wrapped around my waist and his head into the crook of my neck giving me shivers and goosbumps because of his breath hitting my skin

I was positioned where my back was against his chest and I somehow became the big spoon sometime during the night. How that happened, I do not know

A sudden urge to pee came over me and I tried prying off Niall's heavy ass arms but they just kept tightening around me and hearing him grunt every time

"Goddamnit Niall! I need to use the bathroom!" I squeal in a hoarse voice which did not sound in any way attractive at all

"No" he groans in his sexy morning voice which caught me off guard for a second but the urge to pee was getting more and more intense

"Niall! I swear to god I will cut your arms off if I have to until I can get out and pee" I say trying to sound threatening but not working at all because of my unattractive ass voice in the morning

"Fine. Fine. Just sh so I can sleep m're" he mumbles his accent sounding thick. He releases me and I stand up and he grabs my pillow and hug it before snuggling his face into it

I smile but it drops when I literally feel like my bladder is about to burst and I quickly turn on a faucet and do my business

I sigh in relief and do all the after business crap and brush my teeth and put my hair up in a messy bun. I walk out of the bathroom to see Niall still sleeping soundly

I tiptoe downstairs to the kitchen and grab all needed things for bacon and eggs for breakfast in bed

I finish after a while and walk up to the bedroom with the plate in my hand and a cup of coffee. Hopefully the coffee tastes great and the food too

The door was open with only a slit left to the room. I pushed the door to the room and placed the food on top of my dresser for space reasons

I turn to the bed to see a sight that made my breath hitch and throat dry. Niall was now laying on his front, shirtless may I add and you could see all the defined muscles on his back. His head was on the side facing my direction and his hair was so messily sexy. His arms were spread among the sheets and goddamn did he look sexy

"U-Uh. Niall?" I call out as I step closer to him but he was still asleep so I poked his face a couple of times repeating his name too

Poke "Niall?"

Poke "Niall??"

Poke Poke "Niall???"

He groaned and finally peeled one eye open "Baby, what are you doing?" He says in a gruff voice

"I made breakfast in bed" I pout innocently and he lifted his head off the pillow and opened the other eye and looked over my shoulder

He rested his head back on the pillow and gave me a thankful, soft smile as he closed his eyes. "Thank you, baby" he says, still in his gruff voice

"Come on, mister. Don't want your food to get cold. And I made you coffee too" I stood up and walked over to the dresser and decided to bring the food beside the bed and sauntered over to him