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𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 5: 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘

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The next morning came and as I awoke I found myself wishing yesterday was all a dream. That kiss! Ugh! I look down to my right to see Niall laying there still passed out on the mattress, the light pouring out from the open window illuminating all of the things I've grown fond over. The tranquil breeze pushing through his messy hair. I notice his pose, his hand resting lightly on his chest as if he were yearning for someone to be there, to lay with him and for him to hold.

His eyes bat open, his focus shifts over to me as he lifts his hand groggily to his hair ruffling it up. "Morning beautiful" I remark as his gives a tired smile.

I head down to make coffee. Two doubles shot cappuccinos on soy, whilst running the shots through I feel two hands radiating on my waist,  snaking their way around my body into a tight embrace
"Good morning!" I hear the Irish boy say from behind me. I guess he finally came to. I watch him work his way around the kitchen grabbing four pieces of bread from the breadbox, heading over to the toaster and pushing down the latch. He sets out the marmite my grandmother sent over in shock that I even had it in my house. He takes out two knives and plates and walks around to the other side of the counter to take a seat on one of the barstools.
"Here we are!" I exclaim, setting down one of the coffees, the other in my hand as I bring it to my lips for a sip.
"Thank you my darling"

I begin to hear foot steps down the stairs as the toaster pops. We start on our breakfast and my parents get theirs organized. I grab the remote and flick the tv on. "Oh look love, your on the news! Haha" I chuckle seeing Niall's face on the today show.

We settle in for a chilled out day and decide to watch the entire Tim burton repertoire, starting with dark shadows. When we reached Sweeney Todd Niall knew every song, I became his Mrs Lovett to his Mr Todd in every one (who knew Niall liked musicals?!)

We decided after a long day of sitting in the couch that bowling would be fun! We went to change, Niall went to the bathroom to get dressed and gave me my room. I decided on grey pants and a tight black top with a silver pendant to add the extra bit of spice.

A soft knock ringing on the door
The handle begins to turn as Niall peaks his head through, "You can come in Niall" I chuckle as relief washes over his face opening the door fully "Wow!"

"And.... STRIKE, you loose again Horan!"
"Oh cmon!" He exclaims punching air.
At this point he's given up and decided to whip out the granny shot anyway. I let out a giggle and lead over to the arcade "Your choice, who knows you might actually win something!" He gives me a competitive smile along side his best evil laugh as he reaches for the arcade shooter gun...
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