kidnapped by one direction

CHAPTER 29

Morgan's POV

I may have forgiven Niall too easily but I can't stay mad at him. He's my boyfriend and he left tour taking a risk to come visit me. I just love him too much and even though he may have caused have my sad thoughts, I still love him no matter what because he's the sweetest boy ever.

"Niall?" I whisper. We were on the couch watching T.V. Niall looked over at me, "Yes?"

"Can we pretend like this never happened?" I asked. He looked confused. Then I said, "like everything that happened these past months."

Niall smiled, and nodded, "Sure, anything for you. But can we still remember the I love you?"

I bit my lip, "Of course."

"Have I ever told you how much of a turn on it was when you bite your lip?" Niall smirked. I giggled. He cupped my cheeks, and pulled me forwards. Our lips connected, and we stayed that way for a while.

[ and that night they made looooooveeeeeeee no i'm kidding okay they did not have the talk uet NIALLER IS TO YOUNG ]

When we pulled apart, I let out a breath, and smiled at Niall. He smiled back, and I fell limp beside him, suddenly tired. He wrapped his arms around me, hugging me tight.

"I promise to never let you go," he whispers, kissing me on the temple, "I love you."

"I love you too," I say back, then fell asleep into a peaceful sleep.

• • •

I woke up the next morning feeling arms wrapped around me. At first I started freaking out, and tried to push the person off me, but last night finally registered to me. I turned around, and looked at Niall. I wiggled my arm out of his grip, and poked his nose. His nose scrunched up, and he tightened his grip around me.

"Niall," I whisper. He stayed sleeping. I pursed my lips, then said louder, "Niall."

"What?" He asked, opening his eyes. He took in the sight of me in front of him, and by his eyes he was a bit startled. But then a smile stretched out on his lips.

"Good morning," I say, snuggling into his chest. He kissed my head, "Good morning to you, princess."

I smiled. I could finally feel the warmth of my boyfriend, and I could finally be with him again. I can finally hug him, kiss him, laugh with him and I don't need to worry about him leaving.

Then a thought occurred.

"Niall, what about tour? You'll have to go back and you'll be in trouble," I said. Niall shrugged, "I know, but at least I was able to see my girlfriend."

"You're going to leave me again," I whisper quietly, looking up at him into his blue eyes. He smirked, "Maybe not."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Never mind," Niall mumbles, "Let's get up now."

"Mkay," I say, and he let's go of me, and I sit up on the couch. I rubbed my eyes, then yawned. I look over at Niall, to see him yawning too. I smiled at him, and he smiled back. I stood up, and wandered over to the kitchen.

I was still surprised he was here. I was kind of mad at myself for forgiving him, but he's just such an amazing boyfriend and I cannot put him through the misery of him being upset that I do not forgive him. As cocky as I sound saying that, it's true, he'd be upset.

"Morgan?" Niall wraps his arms around my waist from behind as I look in the fridge. I hum a little hm, and he replied, "I love you."

"I love you too," I tell him, then slam the fridge shut. I turn around in his arms, to see him staring at me. I chuckle, "Why are you staring at me like that?"