Deciding My Direction (on hold to edit)

Tell Him

okay to everyone putting up with my bullshit of not updating every week and everything. PRAISE. I LOVE YOU. YOU GET ALL THE AWARDS,

Okay. Starting off with a HUGE SORRY. I'm so so so sorry that I haven't supdated in a month or more! I've had serious issues getting the words out of my fingers, I guess. But I have written loads for later chapters. I basically have half of this written.

Including the ending :) both of them. Dundundun.

But anyway this is a short chapter and for that I'm very sorry. My writing has sucked as of lately.

We may all blame tumblr. Love you guys for putting up with my crap. Mwah<3

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I slowly opened my eyes, coming in contact with a light purple shirt that covered Niall's chest. I flicked them to my arms, praying they were still covered. I attempted to not let out a sigh of relief, but I failed a little. But I took this moment to feel Niall's chest rising and falling quietly under me, a small smile covering my lips.

I bit my lip a little, thinking about my dream last night. Did I really admit to Niall that I had evils? I mean, it was just a dream, but come on. Evils? What in th world is wrong with me? Why in the world did I pick the word evils, of all things?!

But what a lovely dream. He really is the sweetest thing. I think I'd love to be his princess or queen or whatever I can take, but I know I'll never be that for him, I could never be that. I'm never going to be that for him or anyone, there are so many better options.

I'm not princess material.

"Princesss... Wake up..." Niall said, making me jump a little. I turned my head and looked up at him, his gorgeous eyes looking down at me and a little smile on his lips.

"I'm awake." I said, then moved an arm that was entangled with his to cover my mouth.

"What are you doing?"

"My breath stinks." I said, and he chuckled.

"I don't mind. Mine probably does too." He said, moving one of his arms from my hip and tugging it away from my mouth.

"But-" I started saying, but his lips touched mine, making my mind go completely blank.

"I don't mind." He said again, and I blushed.

"You're hungry aren't you." I said, hearing hs stomach rumble.

"...A bit."

"C'mon, get up." I said, going to get up, but his grip tightened.

"No. I just want to lay here with you."

"Its December, and it's cold." I said, shivering lightly.

"You're right. We only have one blanket too. Let's go." He said, still refusing to move his arms.

"...I can't...?"

"Oh." He said, letting me go and cold flowing over my body. I shivered, standing up and trying not to fall, then reaching a hand out to help him up.

"That's not going to do anything, but..." He said, grabbing my hand and kissing the palm, before flipping it over and kissing the back of it. I blushed bright red, my eyes going wide as I stared down at him. He looked up at me with an adorable smirk.

"You're cute." I said, smiling. He grinned back, and I fangirled on the inside over his crooked teeth.

"I really, really love your crooked teeth. They are absolutely the cutest." I said, smiled and then biting my lip. Niall got off the ground, standing close to me and looking down on me a bit. I smiled up at him, and he smiled back.