I'm yours to keep (A Niall Horan Fanfic) [ On Hold]

Part 7

I woke up with a throbbing head ache. I forced myself out of bed and dragging myself to the shower. The shower refreshed me. I quickly wrapped th towel around me and headed to my room. I blow dried my hair. My brown waves fell well today so I decided to not mess around with it. I just twisted my bangs to the side and pinned it. I put on my black piontelle poncho with my lemon skinny jeans and my black leopard chuck taylor's. I sat at my vanity and put on my crystal skull feather drop earrings.. I went downstairs and had a bowl of cereal before leaving home. My mom was still asleep so I left a note saying that I had already left. I walked out side to see Niall there. "Hi Love!" He smiled as I walked towards him. "So are you ready to make fudge?" I asked. "Definitely! But I may just finish it before it reaches school" he gave me an evil laugh. "That's if I let you have any." His mouth formed a perfect O. I giggled as I leaned in to kiss him. Our kiss changed into a hug. Niall gave the best hugs. The way he buried his head in your neck. It felt amazing. "So are you coming over after school for the bake sale?" He asked smiling. "Yeah. I'll just have to go and change at home at get the stuff." He looked me in the eyes then tilted my head up using my chin and kissed me. I smiled at him and then the bell rang.

As we walked over to the table during lunch we seen Warron and Taylor arm wrestling and the whole table cheering. We walked over and started laughing. "TAYLOR! TAYLOR! TAYLOR!" I satarted to chant as Niall laughed at how I got into it so easily. Taylor won. "Hey why don't you and Niall try?" Niall raised his eyebrow towards me in response to Carly's suggestion. "Do you wanna?" He asked me. "I want to but don't want to see you cry when you lose." I teased. "You wanna bet on that?" He laughed as he put his hand on the table. I put my hand and we started to arm wrestle. I could hear the cheering as my hand moved Niall's lower. I knew he was letting me win. His hand hit the table. I laughed at him while the guys teased him. The bell rang to get back to my last classes. I had one with Niall and Fred and the the other one with Taylor.

Niall put his hand around me as we walked to class. "You guys are really adorable" Said Fred. I blushed and Niall smiled down at me and kissed my forehead. Once we reached the class it was 40 minutes of my teacher go on and on about the french revolution and then another 40 of listening to another teacher go on about bugs.

As we walked to my house from school, Niall said, "When can I take you on a real date?" I blushed. "Maybe after next weekend? Since Matt is here this weekend so after that?" He asked. "That'd be great." By the time we reached my house,

"Hey mom?" I said as we entered.

"Yeah hun"

" I'm going to Niall's. We've gotta make fudge for the school bake sale. I'm just going to change and take the stuff from here."

"Sure honey. Have fun."

I turned to Niall " The stuff's in the jute bag on the counter." He nodded and walked towards the counter taking a seat on the stool.

I ran upstairs and changed into my pale blue jeans and threw on a striped white Hollister tee with my white flip flops. I tied my hair up into a bun. I was ready to go. I went down stairs.

"Ready to go?" he asked me.

"Yeah. Let's get outta here."

He grabbed the bag and held the door as I exited the house.

We caught a taxi over to his place. He held the door for me as we walked in.

"After you m'lady." I giggled as we walked over to the kitchen. "So where do we start?" he asked with the most confused look on his face.

"Measure 500gms of flour." I gave him the bag of flour and walked over to the fridge to melt the butter. As soon as I turned around, he flicked the white powder in my face and began to laugh. "You think that's funny, eh?" He was still laughing. "Extremely." I then flicked cocoa into his hair. "Oh no. That's taking it too far. I didn't do shit to your hair did I? It's on. " An evil smile was slowly spreading across his face.

"Like donkey Kong."

We started to chuck various powders at each other mostly flour and cocoa.

"I give up. I give up, you win. I wave the white flag" I screamed. There was too much flour in my hair and I used cocoa butter face cream but I didn't want this. He walked towards me and put his arms around my waist with me facing him. I ran my fingers through his hair, trying to get the flour out. "What are you doing?" he smiled at me. That smile that was imperfectly perfect. "I'm getting the flour out of your hair silly." I giggled. "well, I'm just pointing this out but there's flour all over your top so can I help you with that?" I hit his shoulder playfully. "Niall!" I blushed.

I moved my hands on his neck with his hands still on my waist and then our lips met which soon turned into more than just our normal kisses. Our lips still didn't part. I moved my hands down onto his back, pulling him closer. "Get a room, geez." Greg shouted as he came down the stairs, tapping away on his phone. Our kiss had now ended. We both blushed, I could tell he was embarrassed. He lifted me off of the counter and as I turned around to actually start making the fudge, he put his hands around my waist from the back, and gave me a peck on the cheek. I turned to the side and gave him a peck on the lips. He buried his head into my neck and peered over as I started to make the fudge.

After about 2 hours of folding, boiling, mixing and cooling the ingredients, the fudge was finally ready. I picked up a piece and fed it to Niall. "That is really good. How much do we have?" Niall liked it. I could tell by the look on his face. "Well, we have 500 pieces so if we pack boxes of 5 we will have 100 boxes." I brought out my inner nerd. "That sounds cool. How much time do you have until curfew?" he asked as we started to pack the fudge into boxes. "Not much. My mum said she'd come pick me at 7 and its already 6.30 so I'm guessing we should just finish this soon." Within no time of finishing the packing, my mum sent me a text saying that she's out. I got my stuff and left Niall's place. My mum was already outside waiting for me.

"Hi! How was your day?" My mom smiled as I opened the door. "It was good." I smiled while I thought about our day. It took us about 15 minutes to get home. "So what's for dinner?" I asked as I dumped my bag onto the sofa. "Well, I wanted to order in and watch P.S I love you. We haven't had one of our chick flick nights in a while. What do you say?" My mum seemed anxious for this. " I'm pretty tired tonight. Plus, I need to go through my French notes for tomorrow's test. Tomorrow I'm gonna be in a full on chick flick mood. So tomorrow yeah?" She nodded and started to make me some soup for the night. I went up to my room and changed into my blue pajama bottoms with my blue striped tank top. I pulled out my notes and started to read, trying to remember what my teacher said in class. By the time I had finished, my mum brought my soup up to my room. It was sweet corn and chicken soup. My favorite. I gulped it down cause it was almost 10 in the night and I had a test tomorrow. The second I was done I jumped into bed and went to sleep.