FOREVER [Niall Horan] ✔

Chapter 19.

"We are the silver lining in any and every dark cloud we could ever find. There is no need to go looking for the light when you bring it with you" -Tyler Knott Gregson

Ana's POV

I wake up to Niall holding me like a koala bear. His hands are wrapped around my stomach and his head lays on my chest. His legs are over mine and his hair tickles my chin. I smile to myself and run my hands in his unruly hair.

I look at the wall clock to see that it is after 9. I try to get out of his hold, but he groans and tightens his arms around me. I untangle my legs from his and try again but he nuzzles his face deeper in my chest. "Where are ya goin'?" He murmurs, without opening his eyes. His voice is hoarse and raspy and sexy. It sends a shiver down my body and I feel him smile against my neck.

"We need to get to work," I reply and massage his head.

"Few more minutes, baby," He says in his sexy voice. I run my hand down his hair and play with them, massaging his scalp every once a while. "Keep doing it," He mutters and I oblige.

"C'mon, Niall, wake up," I assert after a while. I feel his eyes flutter open against my neck. He rubs his eyes with the back of his hands before kissing my chin.

"'Mornin' beautiful," He gushes and I smile.

"Morning handsome, yourself." He lifts his head from my chest and kisses my nose. "I need to take a shower," I say, but he makes no move to unwrap himself off of me. I don't think I mind.

"Can I join?" He asks after a beat. "I promise I won't see anything." My eyes widen and I shake my head, feeling too overwhelmed to say anything. He pouts, but doesn't say anything and loosen his hold on me.

I quickly wiggle out of his grip, with my cheeks a bit red, and amble into the bathroom. I brush my teeth before stripping my clothes off and walking into the shower. I take a long shower and wash my hair. I wrap a towel around my body and realize that I forgot to take my clothes with me.

I unlock the door and peek out to see Niall passed out on the bed. I mentally huff and tiptoe to my closet and take out a pair of undergarments and a white plain top with spaghetti sleeves and a pair of blue jeans. I walk back into the bathroom and change. Niall is in the same position when I come out, his mouth is a bit ajar and his face is squished in my pillow. I take my phone from the nightstand and click a quick picture of him.

I saunter into the kitchen and decide to make something for us. I let out a small shriek when feel a pair of hands around my waist and hear Niall chuckling at my reaction. I am about to say something, but go speechless when I feel him place soft kisses on my neck.

"You smell so good, baby." He nibs on my earlobe. "And look even prettier." I feel his breath on my neck.

"Th-Thank you." Damn you, my voice.

"Whatcha makin'?" He kisses my cheeks and removes his hands from my waist.

"Eggs, toast and coffee," I reply as I continue.

"Want some help?" He generously asks.

"No, thanks. I'm almost done. But can you take out a couple of plates and silverware from the cupboard?"

"Sure." I hear the clanking of metal as soon as I asked for help. I tell him to keep it on the counter and since I don't have a dining, I usually have food in the living area. I make a plate for me and Niall and shout for him.

"Yeah?"

I turn around at his voice and gulp heavily. He is still in his boxers, but now his body shines because of the morning light. His small chest hairs send a tingly feeling down in my core. I stare at him dumbfound at unconsciously lick my lips. I bite the inside of my cheeks and look away when he calls out to me.