Through New Eyes...

Chapter 24 -Niall's POV-

"Get up! We're leaving soon!" Louis' voice came through my room and smashed me from my dreams. But even though I hated being woken up a smile emerged on my face with memories from last night flowing through my mind. The thought of Aly's soft lips on mine sent a rush of excitement through my body. I got up out of bed as Lou came into the room. "Okay, now go wake Aly up." He ordered shoving me towards the door.

"Why don't you ever do it?" I asked laughing as he went to walk away.

"Because I did that once and she said if I ever did again she would kill me." He said, he looked serious.

"What? You're really afraid of that cute little girl?" I laughed as he sat on the bed.

"Laugh all you want Horan, but the only person that can wake her up and live is you." He stated before getting up and walking out the door. I found it hard to believe that everyone was afraid of waking her up. Any time I did it she seemed fine, she always woke up with a smile in her face. I opened the door and walked inside, she was lying peacefully on the bed. 

"Aly, you have to get up." I said quietly, sitting on the bed beside her and moving a strand of hair from her face. She happily opened her eyes and smiled that amazing smile. "How do you manage to look so beautiful even when you've just woken up?" I asked looking at her, the pink in her hair was fading but it still looked great on her.

"It's a gift." She laughed with a shrug. She sat up slowly and the blanket fell off of her showing her tight singlet. "Ugh, we're moving again today, aye?" She groaned throwing herself back. I laughed and nodded, pulling her hand so that she would sit up.

"Why are you complaining? You've already packed." I laughed and she moved the covers and started walking across the room.

"Yeah, but you haven't. We still have to pack your stuff." She grabbed a singlet and some shorts that were sitting on a desk on the other side of the room.

"You don't have to help me ya know, I'm not that incapable." She burst out laughing when I said it.

"Oh yes you are, last time you tried packing on your own we nearly missed our flight to America cuz you couldn't get everything in properly. I had to re-do it for you." She giggled at the thought of it and went into the bathroom. She walked out a minute later with her hair in a messy bun on the top of her head, wearing shoes and completely dressed.

"Has anyone ever told you that you are freaky good at getting changed fast?" I laughed as she shoved her pajamas into a bag next to the doorway.

"Yup!" She giggled with her cute smile on her face, "You have. Many, many times." She grabbed me and pulled my arm into my room and pulled out my suitcase. "Packing time!" She laughed throwing herself over the bed and grabbing my iPod. She tapped it a few times and Justin Bieber came on.

"As long as you love me!" She danced about the room holding back laughter. She stopped moving around long enough to grab my things from on top of the dresser and put them neatly into the bag. She opened a drawer and stopped laughing, pulling out a book. She sat down and opened it as I looked over to her the ghost of a smile lingered on her lips.

"What's that?" I asked sitting down next to her. She turned the book so that I could see it.

"You know, I would ask you the same thing but I'm not too sure you'd be able to answer it." She giggled slightly, though I could hear a hint of sadness in that amazing laugh.

"Songs for Her." I read the silver writing that sat on the front of the small, black book. Aly's thin fingers flipped through the pages delicately, stopping at the most recent entry and the smile on her face returned. The sadness forgotten this time. Her eyes moved across the page and absorbed each word carefully. Tearing my eyes away from her I looked down at the book that intrigued her so much. "I-- I think I know this song..." I breathed quietly. She turned to face me.