Red Velvet Roses (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 9. Music, snorkeling and smiles.

The next morning, I woke up in Nialls arms, we were sleeping in the double bed, and he must have carried me when I fell asleep on him.

I squirmed quietly and tiredly out of the bed and slipped my feet into some soft slippers.

Niall was fast asleep, so to say thanks for all he has done for me, I decided to make him breakfast for today, I also wanted to give him a surprise like he did to me.

I went into the beautiful large, shiny kitchen. I opened the garage sized cupboards to find all sorts of amazing food.

I think Niall was awake, because I think he could smell the wave of cooking food seep through into our room.

I finished and quickly put some red roses on the table in a clear tall glass vase, I placed the food on the table, and ran down the hall into the bedroom and jumped on his back.

“Good morning!” I grinned cheekily.

“Good morning beautiful.” He laughed, a slight moan in his voice.

“I have a surprise for youuu!” I laughed and hopped off and grabbed his arm.

“I wonder what it is.” He smiled.

I walked him down the long hall.

“Close your eyes Niall!” I giggled.

“Whatever you say Soph.”

We got into the kitchen, and I stopped him.

“Open.” I whispered into his ear.

“Okay.” He said and opened them.

“Yeah Buddy!” He smiled.

“Well, there is more to come, but it’s just a thank you, for everything, everything you have done in my life, you have really changed it Niall, I can’t tell you how much happiness and kindness you have brought to me, that first day we met, when I was busking, I never thought that you, would ever change me this much. From being with me when I was sad, hurt or even when I was just fine, you were there.” I started to cry, because all my emotions were filled up over the time that I wanted to burst them out, and now they were finally seeping out of me.

“Don’t cry.” Niall said rubbing my back and holding me close to his chest.

“How about let’s eat, don’t want all your hard work getting cold.” He said.

We sat down and ate.

 As we ate I saw in the corner of my eye a piano, it was in the lounge room, big and a shiny black colour.

I raced over to it from the table and sat down, stroking the keys with my finger tips. I hadn't played the piano in such a long-time, Mum thought me it, but after my fathers death she sold the piano for money.  I had played it at school, but only knew a few songs. Niall just sat and ate, tapping away on his iPhone.

I put my hands on the keys and started to play,

Turning Tables

I did the starting chord and then started to sing.

Close enough to start a war

All that I have is on the floor

God only knows what we're fighting for

All that I say, you always say more

 I can't keep up with your turning tables

Under your thumb, I can't breathe

So I won't let you, close enough to hurt me

No, I won't ask you, you to just desert me

I can't give you