Our Love {Nina Dobrev And Ian Somerhalder Fanfiction}

Chapter 27 - Everything Happens For a Reason

Nina's POV

I woke up all bundled up as the sun shone down on me, I covered my face with the pillow that I laid on hoping to decrease the light. I heard Ian groan beside me and muttering something that made no sense at all.

"Morning." I mumbled into the pillow.

"Morning, baby." He said with his husky, morning voice that I've always loved so much, "Why hiding your face?"

I removed the pillow and looked at him, his face had a sly smile on, I chuckled lightly before speaking, "Too much light!"

He sighed, "What's the time?" I shrugged and he gave another sigh, reaching across to grab a phone, mine probably from the bedside table.

Yep it's mine, I blushed when he opened it and saw my background, an old photo of us when we went to Hawaii together, I looked down and bit my lip back from smiling.

"It's 11:39." He said, I saw him frown, all caught up in thinking before he replaced it with a smile, "Cute wallpaper." He winked.

I laughed, "Thank you, I must admit I really did look good that day." I was obviously joking, the real reason why I chose this picture among all the thousands of other pictures of us was because I just simply loved every single detail about it.

The sky filled with lanters, we held our lantern together on top of our heads as we were wrapped up in eachother's arms with silly smiles across our faces, the background filled with unfamiliar happy faces and the sky looked gorgeous. It seemed like a scene from a movie but it was real, and that's what made it better.

"Ouch. For a second, I thought you were going to talk about my body." He said, sliding his own hands down his abs. I laughed more than I should have as he frowned, "Oh come on, it's true! But you're right, you looked extremely sexy." He laid his head on his forearm as he had his arm behind his head.

"You have a lot of missed calls from Paul, and texts too! By a lot, I mean probably hundreds." He yawned, "Check them now before little bitch dies, and after you're done, could you please go change and get ready so we can leave after you're done." He said but the part came out more like a question, before getting up from bed, I pulled him by his hair and captured his lips with mine. After a short kiss, I playfully kicked him and put my tongue out. He gave me a middle finger before going on.

I laughed and stared at where his back was just seconds ago. I got bored eventually and got my phone out to see what Paul wanted.

I decided on a text and if he replied shortly after, I'd call. I don't want to risk waking him up, let's just say, Paul doesn't like- no, hates being woken up from sleep. Even during breaks when shooting, everytime we woke him up after he slept he'd end up turning the guys into punch bags and would literally yell and snap at everything and anyone.

I read all the 14 new unread text messages that were all similar in some way asking "how I feel" and "if things got better between Ian and I." The other 5 unread messages by him were just dots and my name in capital letters so I would reply him.

"You idiot! I was sleeping. And I'm great, so are the 'things' between Ian and I. It was all a misunderstanding, I'll explain next time I see you. How are you and the others? I miss you all so much!" I typed and clicked send.

He didn't reply, not even after 10 minutes so I figured he's either busy or sleeping.

I sat back on bed waiting for Ian to come out of the bathroom. I huffed and thought about life in general. I miss acting, it's been probably about 4 weeks since I did that but it felt like a very, very long time.

What I miss the most about it, is my friends, seeing them every single day for hours made them more like family! But hey, we'll be shooting for the sixth season soon, so that's a good thing.