I’ve been working at it for way too long. With University work and my job, I’ve now worked myself too hard and came down with a small fever. I hated being sick. It just postponed all my work I had to finish.
“Baby! I’m home! I missed you so much where’s my hug?” Niall asked, walking through the door. I was ecstatic when he came through the door, He flew back to Ireland for two weeks to visit his family before he goes on his world tour. But I was so sick I could barely get up. I was wearing a sweatshirt and threw my hoodie over my head. I walked over slowly to Niall and gave him a hug. He kissed my forehead, not only because he missed me, but because he would always check my temperature like that.
“You’re burning up, what are you still doing here!?”.
“I was waiting for you to get home.” I tried to say as happy as I could possibly sound.
“I love you, baby, but you should really be in bed. Come on”. He said, picking me up bride-style. I buried my head into his warm neck just so I could smell the scent of his cologne. He tucked me into the bed and turned off the lights.
“No, Niall! Come!” I was saying like a little girl. I couldn’t help it. I was sick and I missed Niall.
“Give me one minute, love.”
It took him about 10 minutes to get back upstairs where I wanted him to be, with me. He made me my favorite tea, green tea with mint leaves and a teaspoon of honey. I took a few sips before putting it down on the night stand.
“Now Come!” I repeated. He took off his shoes and got under the covers. I rolled over so we were both facing each other. He opened his arms and I immediately got comfortable in his embrace. He took a deep breath.
“I missed you.” He said, playing with my hair. A tear rolled down my face. With all the time I have alone to myself, it makes me really emotional when Niall comes home.
“I love you.”
He looked at me and wiped that one tear that fell from my eye, “I love you too. Don’t cry, I’m here now. That’s all that matters.”
He lifted up my chin for a kiss, but I leaned away, sadly. “No, Niall, I’m sick. I can get you sick too.”
“I don’t care. You’re worth the risk.” He leaned in for that kiss that I’ve been longing for 2 weeks now. It was soft, slow, and comforting. Exactly what I wanted, and what I needed at this time.
I laid back down because of how cold I was, Niall cradled me a little tighter. And just like that, I fell asleep to the sound of Niall’s heartbeat.
(Hope you like it! :D)
“Baby! I’m home! I missed you so much where’s my hug?” Niall asked, walking through the door. I was ecstatic when he came through the door, He flew back to Ireland for two weeks to visit his family before he goes on his world tour. But I was so sick I could barely get up. I was wearing a sweatshirt and threw my hoodie over my head. I walked over slowly to Niall and gave him a hug. He kissed my forehead, not only because he missed me, but because he would always check my temperature like that.
“You’re burning up, what are you still doing here!?”.
“I was waiting for you to get home.” I tried to say as happy as I could possibly sound.
“I love you, baby, but you should really be in bed. Come on”. He said, picking me up bride-style. I buried my head into his warm neck just so I could smell the scent of his cologne. He tucked me into the bed and turned off the lights.
“No, Niall! Come!” I was saying like a little girl. I couldn’t help it. I was sick and I missed Niall.
“Give me one minute, love.”
It took him about 10 minutes to get back upstairs where I wanted him to be, with me. He made me my favorite tea, green tea with mint leaves and a teaspoon of honey. I took a few sips before putting it down on the night stand.
“Now Come!” I repeated. He took off his shoes and got under the covers. I rolled over so we were both facing each other. He opened his arms and I immediately got comfortable in his embrace. He took a deep breath.
“I missed you.” He said, playing with my hair. A tear rolled down my face. With all the time I have alone to myself, it makes me really emotional when Niall comes home.
“I love you.”
He looked at me and wiped that one tear that fell from my eye, “I love you too. Don’t cry, I’m here now. That’s all that matters.”
He lifted up my chin for a kiss, but I leaned away, sadly. “No, Niall, I’m sick. I can get you sick too.”
“I don’t care. You’re worth the risk.” He leaned in for that kiss that I’ve been longing for 2 weeks now. It was soft, slow, and comforting. Exactly what I wanted, and what I needed at this time.
I laid back down because of how cold I was, Niall cradled me a little tighter. And just like that, I fell asleep to the sound of Niall’s heartbeat.
(Hope you like it! :D)
