Out here in Narnia (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 22

Hannah’s POV

        “Pssst, Hannah.” I smiled as I woke up wrapped in Liam’s arms. “Good morning.” I said in my morning voice, I stretched and he kissed the tip of my nose.

        “Merry Christmas.” He said in his equally husky morning voice.

        “Oh my gosh, it’s Christmas!” I cheered and somehow found my way onto my knees, kneeling next to him on our shared bed. We’ve been in Wolverhampton for about four days; I spent most days lazing around the house with Liam and his family although we’d gone out for the occasional stroll around town.

        “Do you want your present now?” He asked smiling widely. He reached up and rubbed his sleep heavy eyes, he is so beautiful.

        “Yeah we can just exchange right here.” I cheered and he rolled off the bed like I usually do, I admired his shirtless form as he walked across the room, his tanned skin and his back muscles… oh good god.

“I’ll go first.” He walked back to me with a smallish box. He held it out sheepishly and sat next to me on the bed, looking nervous. I opened the box slowly and smiled and the gorgeous charm bracelet inside. I pulled it out and twisted it around in my hands, looking at each of the charms.

“Each one reminds me of us.” He said quietly. “The music note’s pretty obvious I guess, the fish is for our first date at the aquarium, the car, again pretty obvious,” He said smirking, “and the cows because you live in Nebraska and that’s where we met and you know… there’s cows there.”

“What about this one?” I said touching a small four leaf clover.

“That’s kind of your birthday present mixed into your Christmas present…” I kept looking at him confused.

“In a few days we’re leaving for Ireland, bright and early.” He smiled and I squealed.

“Liam oh my gosh, you didn’t have to… oh gosh but I’m actually really glad you did, but I feel bad… but I’ve always wanted to go to Ireland… and this bracelet is gorgeous and I’m never taking it off.” I rambled for a good five minutes before Liam shut me up with a kiss.

“I’m glad you like it, Merry Christmas and Happy birthday.” He grinned and pulled me back down on the bed so we were lying next to each other again. I pecked his lips a few more times before remembering that I still had to give him his gift.

“Okay my turn!” I maneuvered out of his arms, rather unwillingly and walked over to my luggage grabbing the small gift bag and my guitar. I was insanely nervous… I walked back over and handed him the bag.

“So that’s not really your present… I just thought it’d look good on you.” I explained as he pulled out the heavy wool scarf, I’d seen it in a shop the other day and I knew it’d be perfect on him.

“Thanks babe, it’s great.” He smiled and wrapped it around his neck.