Cause there's nobody else, it's gotta be you.

Chapter 8

Niall's POV 

I took the recipe book and walked as quickly as possible back to the kitchen while sliding the kitchen door close behind me. Well, that was awkward. However, I was happy at the same time for Harry. Finally, he realised Sarah's the one but what's with the tears and sobbing? "Niall, you got the- hey, you okay?" Myra tapped me on my shoulder. "Of course, I am. Just that.." I pulled her to the kitchen door and put my finger to her lips, signalling her to keep quiet. She nodded and slide the kitchen door open a little. She crouched to listen closely. I placed my chin on her head while peeking at Harry who was holding Sarah's face in his hands while whispering something. "You're heavy." Myra winced. "I'm sorr-" "Sssh!"

"I promised you that I won't leave you anymore. I really love you." Harry kissed Sarah's forehead. Myra widened her eyes and gasped loudly. 

Myra's POV 

Niall cupped my mouth with his right hand and pulled me up and into the kitchen by the waist with his left hand. He slides the door close quickly. "Did he just..?" I asked Niall while trying to catch my breath and smiled widely. "Uh huh!" Niall nodded excitely while grinning from ear to ear. "Aww, I'm so happy for them!" I threw my arms up and landed them on Niall's neck comfortably. He must have been as happy as me too since he placed his arms on my waist and pulled me in. "Me too." He muffled as his mouth was in my hair. We stood there, hugging each other and taking in each others' scent. Wait, what are we doing again? He must have sensed my tension too as he let go of me instantly when I dropped my arms. 

Niall's POV 

Well, what an awkward moment again. "I'm sorry, I was just too happy and-" I cut her off. "Yeah, not too worry about it. I was too happy for them too." I smiled at her while trying to control my racing heartbeat. She smiled sheepishly and place a strand of her hair behind both of her ears. I smiled at what she just did. She probably does that when she's nervous.

"I guess we should start cooking now." she broke the silence. "Erm yeah, let me just get the recipe book." I rubbed the back of my head awkwardly. A habit of mine when I'm nervous. I turned around to find for the book but only to send it flying off the mini table in the kitchen. Great, just being my silly self again in front of a girl. How awkward can this be? 

Myra's POV 

"It's okay, I'll get-"  "No, I drop it. I'll-" Both of us crouched down to get the book only to hit ourselves on the forehead. "Ouch!" I rubbed my forehead as both of us drop to the floor. "Oh god, sorry sorry. Are you-" He came close to me to see my forehead. I could almost smell his perfume as his concerned sea-blue eyes stare intensely at my forehead. I burst out laughing at his sudden state of panic.

"What?" He frowned. "Sorry sorry!" I mimicked his Irish accent. His frown turn into a smirk while saying evily, "I'm gonna make you feel sorry for doing that." Before I could realised what he meant, a pair of hands were tickling me and I didn't had the time to avoid it.  

Niall's POV 

"NIALL, STOP IT. I'LL PISS MYSELF HERE!" she screamed while laughing so hard. Her face was bright red from laughing too hard. She got on her knees and tried to crawl quickly. Unfortunately, I pulled her by the waist to make her sit again. She moved back with her hands only to bang against the kitchen cupboard. I laughed at her facial expression, knowing that she can't escape. "Oh please Niall, please st-" I started to tickle her again. "St-op.. I will-" she tried to say in her fits of laughter. "do any-thing for...hahaha...you!" I stopped at what she said. "I reckon you won't do what I want you to." I wriggle my fingers in terror in front of her face.

"No no! I will, I promise!" She tried to breathe while pushing my hands away. I thought hard on what to make her do. Then, I got the perfect idea! "Well then, kiss me." I said while giving her a smug look. She stared at me with her mouth wide open, "You kidding, right?". "Told ya, you won't." I continued to tickle her while laughing evily. Both of us were laughing when suddenly we hard a shrill scream. I stopped tickling her and turn my head away from to try to hear it again. There it was, the shrill scream again. Why does it sound so familiar? Then, I realised it was Lou's.

Suddenly, I felt a pair lips planting a kiss on my cheek while pushing me out of the way. By the time I realised who it was, Myra was already at the kitchen door. "Come and get me if you can!" she teased me while running away from the kitchen. I would have probably been sitting at that right spot, playing the scene in my mind for million of times if it weren't for Harry shouting at Lou.