My Irregular Past

That Affect

I wake up next to Niall. He is still asleep. I look at my phone. It's only 8:00 in the morning! It is not even close to my normal wake up time! What is wrong with me today?

I get out of bed and walk into the bathroom. I flip the light switch on and look for my towel. I look everywhere but I can't find it. Finally, I give up and get a new one. I step in the shower and stand in the warm water. I grab the shampoo bottle and put some in my hand. I scrub it into my hair. I rinse my hair, then I do the rest of my shower. I'm not going to tell you because I don't want to bore you. I get out, dry myself and then realize, I forgot my clothes.

I silently curse myself as I tiptoe out of the bathroom and into my room. I sneak over to my dresser and pull out underwear, a bra, jean shorts, and a purple tank top. I quickly tiptoe out of my room. I go back into the bathroom, get dressed, wash my face and brush my teeth and hair. I quickly dry my hair and pull it into a side fishtail braid and secure it with a purple hair tie. I walk back into my room, grab my Converse and socks, and I walk down stairs.

I put my shoes and socks on and walk into the kitchen. I look around. Breakfast, I think to myself. We have nothing to eat. I'll just make something up. Later. It's 9:00. I should be in bed. So, I go back to my room.

"Niall!" I whisper scream.

"What?" He complains.

"I'm going out. To the park. It's 70 degrees (F) outside!" I tell him.

"Food..." He mumbles.

"Sorry babe. Get up and make it yourself," I say as I start to walk away.

He grabs me around the waist and pulls me down on the bed next to him. He brushes his lips from my collar bone to my ear, leaving little kisses.

"Stay," he whispers, his lips brushing against my ear as he speaks. He kisses my ear. "Please."

"Okay," I say as I take in a unsteady breath.

He smiles. "Did I do that to you?" He asks.

"Do what?" I ask.

"The way you're acting. Uneven breaths, blushing. Do I really have that affect on you?"

"Yes. Yes you do," I say pushing away from him. I get up and walk across the room. I look back at Niall. He looks upset.

I walk back over to him. I lay down on top of him. He smiles and puts his Hands on my waist. I put my hand on the back of his neck, the other on his waist.

"I love you so much, Gray," he says, rolling over so we lay beside each other. He slides on hand from my waist to my neck. He pulls me forward and kisses me.

"I love you too Nialler," I say, pressing my forehead to his chest. I fall asleep in his arms. Again.