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

Part 8

It was Wednesday morning. FINALLY. I was waiting for the bake sale to get my fudge sold. I put on a plain white tee and a pale pair of blue skinnies with black ankle boots. I straightened my hair and put on a black beanie and my eye make-up. I went downstairs and had a light breakfast. I knew that I would be eating a lot at the bake sale. It wasn't going to only be a bake sale but a full charity fete with game stalls, food stalls and some shopping.  

I left my house after grabbing my bag. I walked over to Niall as I seen him walking to my house. "Hey love" He said as he kissed my forehead. "Um I almost forgot, we need to set up a register on my laptop for the money." I interlocked my fingers with his. "oh I can do that its easy. Just need to download a program."  

"What are you some kind of nerd?" I teased 

"Nerd? I'm the king if nerds." I laughed at him 

"So what does that mean?" 

"It means that when I get mad at someone, I don't help them fix their printer." 

I laughed at how cute he was. "Remind me to never get on your bad side." 

"I don't think that will ever happen." 

I leaned in onto his shoulder and he put is arm around me as I moved my fingers in with his. 

As we reached school there was complete chaos. People running around with matchy tees and bags of goodies and banners. We walked towards the counter to register. A short woman with glasses looked up at us. "Name?" She looked back down at her paper. "What the fudge." Niall answered with a smirk. "Stall 62. Here are your t shirts. Collect your merchandise from the store on the ground floor and proceed to set up your stall." The blur t shirts had 'what the fudge' printed on them in black. I laughed as he handed me my t shirt. "Hey guys which stall are you at?" I heard Carly shouting in the back. She was followed by Fred , Taylor and Warron as she waked towards us. "Me and Fred are stall no.58 and Taylor and Warron are in 64." She was rummaging thorugh her bag as she spoke. "We're in 62" I responded. "Guys go and get the merchandise while us girls go and change." She ushered me and Carly towards the wash room. I got into a stall and put on my top. It was slightly large so I folded the sleeves and tucked in into my jeans revealing my green belt. I headed over to the stall to find Niall. 

He had already set up our stall. It looked pretty cool. "The shirt looks great on you" I giggled as I walked towards him. "Thank you." Carly then walked towards us with a camera in her hand, clicking pictures of the various stalls around the grounds. "A picture of stall 62 please. " I turned my face from the camera. "No. No pictures from me. please?" still shyly turning away. "please? just one for me?" niall asked while pouting like a child. I nodded disapprovingly. We both smiled for the shot as he put his arm on my waist and pulled me in for the picture.

Niall P.O.V

I signalled to Carly to click another picture without telling Yolanda. I didn't want posed. I wanted us naturally. Everything comes naturally with her. When she looks at me, sparks fly. When she looks into my eyes, it takes my breath away. I pulled her in placing my hands on her hips. She looked up at me and smiled. That's when I heard Carly click the picture. Yolanda squealed when she figured out what was going on and then playfully punched my arm. "What? It's a really amazing picture, just look at it." She did look beautiful. Her smile could light up this whole town. Her hair was blowing in the wind. I knew that she liked it when she smiled as Carly handed me the camera.

"Good morning students. The bake sale will start in 15 minutes. Please get back to your duties." The crude voice of our vice principal was heard from the P.A system.

Soon we heard the cheerful voices of middle school children and a few adults. By 12 our boxes of fudge were sold out and we had a total of 300 dollars earned. I went to deposit the money while Yolanda went to talk to Fred.