The Luck of The Irish
I just want to cuddle up with you
I slipped out of Niall's grip and slipped on of his T-Shirts. He's so cute.. I thought to myself.
While in the kitchen I had about three dozen pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Yep, I cooked that much. It's annoying.
Niall: hey princess?
I smiled at the way he still calls me Princess.
Me: yes Niall?
Niall: where's my T-Shirt that was on the floor?
Me: Im wearing it..
Niall: oh, where are my boxers.
Me: how the fuck am I supposed to know?
Niall: well, YOU were the one who took it off last nite?
Me: wait, say what?
Niall: haha, I'm joking ;)
Me: -.- fuck me, Niall
Niall: gladly ;)
Me: I meant fuck YOU.
Niall: sure you did! Now come here so we can snuggle!
Me: im fixing breakfast.
Niall: how about after breakfast?
Me: ok..
Niall: ^_^ .. ^_- .. ^-^ ..
Me: stop doing those faces, Nialler!!
Niall: call me lucky! ;)
Me: she's up all night for good fun, I'm up all night to get lucky.
Niall: ooh, time to get LUCKY! ;)
Me: haha! :D oh, food's ready by the way.. :)
Niall: K. I'll be there. <33 love you, Cady
Me: lurve you Nialler.
"FOOD'S READY!" I yelled. Stamp. Boom. Clang. Footsteps.
Here comes the hurricane.
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"Cady. Let's go upstairs." Niall winked. Then, without warning, he picked me up, carried me upstairs, once we got in the room, shut the door and plopped me on the bed.
Niall hurried to lay with me. "Hey babe." He smiled. "I'm not princess any more.. got it." I said. "Sorry." He mumbled. "It's okay." I gave his a quick kiss and he came in for more.
"Hehe, Niall." I chuckled, pulling away. "Love you, babe." He gave me a tight hug and I winced from the pain of my cuts on my stomach. "What's wrong ba- princess?" he asked. "I, um, my stomach."
He slowly lifted up my shirt and saw my stomach cuts.
He was quiet. "Niall... say something. Anything." I begged.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
"Y-You lied to me..." he choked out. "I-I'm sorry."
He kissed my stomach.
"Never do this to me, again." He whispered. "I won't. I promise."
"Where else do you cut?" he asked. I sighed. "Wrists, ankles, thighs, and stomachs."
He sighed as well.
"Just cuddle up with me so, right now, I know you can't cut.. I just wanna cuddle up with you... escape from society... escape from the world... and just be with each other." Niall said.
"Got it..." I mumbled. I cuddled up into his chest. I got my laptop from the bed and went onto Twitter.
@NiallOfficial and I are just cuddling for the day. Resting for O2 Arena tomorrow! So proud of you guys, @Real_Liam_Payne @zaynmalik @Louis_Tomlinson @NiallOfficial @Harry_Styles <33, @dancingmarles16, my bff :) love you all...
This is so random...
While in the kitchen I had about three dozen pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Yep, I cooked that much. It's annoying.
Niall: hey princess?
I smiled at the way he still calls me Princess.
Me: yes Niall?
Niall: where's my T-Shirt that was on the floor?
Me: Im wearing it..
Niall: oh, where are my boxers.
Me: how the fuck am I supposed to know?
Niall: well, YOU were the one who took it off last nite?
Me: wait, say what?
Niall: haha, I'm joking ;)
Me: -.- fuck me, Niall
Niall: gladly ;)
Me: I meant fuck YOU.
Niall: sure you did! Now come here so we can snuggle!
Me: im fixing breakfast.
Niall: how about after breakfast?
Me: ok..
Niall: ^_^ .. ^_- .. ^-^ ..
Me: stop doing those faces, Nialler!!
Niall: call me lucky! ;)
Me: she's up all night for good fun, I'm up all night to get lucky.
Niall: ooh, time to get LUCKY! ;)
Me: haha! :D oh, food's ready by the way.. :)
Niall: K. I'll be there. <33 love you, Cady
Me: lurve you Nialler.
"FOOD'S READY!" I yelled. Stamp. Boom. Clang. Footsteps.
Here comes the hurricane.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Cady. Let's go upstairs." Niall winked. Then, without warning, he picked me up, carried me upstairs, once we got in the room, shut the door and plopped me on the bed.
Niall hurried to lay with me. "Hey babe." He smiled. "I'm not princess any more.. got it." I said. "Sorry." He mumbled. "It's okay." I gave his a quick kiss and he came in for more.
"Hehe, Niall." I chuckled, pulling away. "Love you, babe." He gave me a tight hug and I winced from the pain of my cuts on my stomach. "What's wrong ba- princess?" he asked. "I, um, my stomach."
He slowly lifted up my shirt and saw my stomach cuts.
He was quiet. "Niall... say something. Anything." I begged.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
"Y-You lied to me..." he choked out. "I-I'm sorry."
He kissed my stomach.
"Never do this to me, again." He whispered. "I won't. I promise."
"Where else do you cut?" he asked. I sighed. "Wrists, ankles, thighs, and stomachs."
He sighed as well.
"Just cuddle up with me so, right now, I know you can't cut.. I just wanna cuddle up with you... escape from society... escape from the world... and just be with each other." Niall said.
"Got it..." I mumbled. I cuddled up into his chest. I got my laptop from the bed and went onto Twitter.
@NiallOfficial and I are just cuddling for the day. Resting for O2 Arena tomorrow! So proud of you guys, @Real_Liam_Payne @zaynmalik @Louis_Tomlinson @NiallOfficial @Harry_Styles <33, @dancingmarles16, my bff :) love you all...
This is so random...
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12/28/16