Christmas With Niall Horan

"Emily wake up" someone was nudging me and I was about to smack that person in his face if he didn't stop doing that. I wasn't a morning person at all. Everybody who knew me knows that but this person obviously doesn't know this.

"Leave me alone" I mumbled into my pillow, which was funny apparently "No you really have to wake up Em!" He sounded more urgent this time and that's when it hit me. I wasn't alone, Niall was the one who tried to wake me up.

"Why Niall?" I still was facing my pillow. "Because we have a slight problem Em," He was still sounding way too serious so I sighed because the curious part of me wanted to know what had happened to make him sound like that. He knows I'm suffering from jet lag so it must be really important.

"Alright what's the damn emergency?" I asked highly irritated. " Well you should see it for yourself" he was crazy right? I wasn't planning on leaving this bed while it was this cold above the blankets. It was like he was reading my mind because next thing I know he throws a sweater at me. I sit up to pull the sweater over my head, which obviously is his and as I turned my focus on him, he was actually looking a bit nervous, which was so not him.
He climbed off the bed and walked over to the window. I followed him curiously whilst he pulled the curtains to the side. My mouth fell open when I saw the white world outside. "This is a problem" I stated totally worried. We were snowed in. Do we have enough food and stuff to drink? I was totally panicking when Niall grabbed my cheeks and forced me to look at him. "Just breath Emily, it's just a bit off snow don't worry about it" he told me as gentle as possible.

The only thing I could do for a few seconds was just stare into his blue eyes and I felt myself getting calmer by the minute. How did he do that? I almost never get a panic attack but when I did get one no one but myself gets me calm and here he was calming me down as if it was nothing. My breathing went back to normal but I was still worried as hell.

Niall didn't let me go even though my breathing was back to normal. He kept staring me in the eyes and when he brought his face towards me I began to breath a bit heavier. He is not going to kiss me right, he just broke up with Emma. Didn't she mean anything to him and why would he kiss me in the first place? Should I stop him or not? He was getting closer within seconds and when he was about to touch my lips I quickly turned my cheek to him.
I felt his lips on my cheek. I also felt that he was smiling about my sudden move, damn it, he was just teasing me.

Notes

Chapter 7,