Cruising through

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  • Published: 16 Aug 2012
  • Updated: 4 Nov 2012
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When Bethany goes on a cruise for two weeks, she gets a sudden surprise. Turns out her favorite band, One Direction, is on the cruise as well! When she runs into a blonde Irish boy from the band, how will she react? And what will happen in the end?


6. A late night snack

~Bethany's P.O.V.~

After we were finished eating dinner, my family and I went back up to our room.  We sat around watching a movie late into the night.  When the movie was over, I looked over and noticed everyone else was asleep.  I quietly got up and turned the TV off.  When I was back in my bed, I pulled the covers close and tried to fall asleep.  I tossed and turned all night.  I rolled over to look at the clock, and it was two in the morning.  I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep so I got out of bed and left Mom a note in case she woke up and saw that I was gone.

As I wondered down the hall, I realized I had no idea where I was going.  I was just walking around.  I turned and saw the door to the roof.  I walked over and opened it as quietly as I could.  I tiptoed up the steps and slid open the door.  I froze for a second.  Someone else was up here.  As I got closer, I realized it was Niall.  

"Hey there." I said setting down beside him.  He jumped a little.  I noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt.  I looked into his face, trying to keep my eyes from wondering.

"Hey." He said with a smile.  He relaxed a little.  "What are you doing up here?"

"I couldn't sleep." I told him.  "What about you?"

"Same." He yawned and rubbed his eyes.  I heard his stomach rumble.  

"Are you hungry?" I asked looking at him skeptically. I could have eaten something too if we were being honest.

"I'm always hungry." He said with a chuckle.  I smiled.

"Follow me." I said standing.  I held out my hand.

"Where are we going?" He asked as I pulled him up.

"You'll see." I told him leading him by his hand to the stairs.

~Niall's P.O.V.~

I followed Bethany as she went down the stairs and into the elevator.  She held onto my hand and dragged me along behind her.  Even in the elevator she didn't let go.  She just smiled over at me like she had a big surprise planned.  She wouldn't tell me where she was taking me.  She just kept telling me I would see.  

As we walked out onto the deck, I chill ran through me.  Bethany let out a shiver.  I looked and noticed what she was wearing.  She was wearing a light blue tank top with what looked like boys boxer shorts.  I looked away feeling ashamed.  I looked out over the ocean to keep me distracted.

Bethany abruptly stopped, making me bump into her.  Before I could say sorry, she was behind.  She stood on tiptoe and covered my eyes.

"You've probably already seen this," she said. "but I still want you to be amazed."  She started walking forward, pushing me along ahead of her.  She let go of my eyes.  "Tada!"  She yelled flinging her arms out.

We were standing in what would be a regular kitchen to anyone else, but to me it was a haven.  It was filled with stainless steel appliances.  It had a counter in the middle with stools around it.  I walked over to the cabinets. It was even filled with food.  I turned around to look at Bethany.  She was smiling at me.  I walked over and pulled her into a hug.  She stood frozen for a moment, but she slowly slid her hands around my neck.  We stood there for a minute not saying anything.  

"Thank you." I finally said pulling away. 

She smiled at me, and walked over to the refrigerator.  "What do you want?"  She asked pulling it open and looking inside.  

"Do they have eggs?" I asked walking over.

"Sure do." She pulled the carton out of the fridge and sat it on the counter.  "How do you want yours?"

"I'll make them." I said grabbing the eggs.

She grabbed my shoulders and smiled up at me.  "No you won't." She pushed me over to one of the stools and made me sit.  "Now good sir," she faked an accent. "how do you like your eggs?"

I smiled at her.  "Scrambled will be fine." I said matching her phony accent.

She walked over to the stove and started cooking.  I watched as she cooked for me.  I got up and went over to help once.  She pushed me back on the stool and pointed a finger at me playfully.  

"Just let me help with something!" I begged.

"Here." She put a bowl down in front of me. "Help me eat these."  She brought me a fork and sat down on the other side of the counter.  

We ate our eggs and talked for what seemed like days.  When we were finished eating, we washed the dishes.  She washed, and I dried.  It was the only thing she would let  me do.  She was pushy about doing things herself.  When I asked her why, she said she liked helping people any way she could.  I didn't expect her to be as feisty as she was when I first met her, but I can't say that I minded.  I kind of liked it.  As the sun started to rise, I looked into her eyes and wished the moment would never end.


Hey there everybody!  As you've noticed, I write from Bethany and Nialls P.O.V.  Personally, I like writing Niall's pov better, but I want to know what you guys think.  If you like Bethany's more, I'll try to write more from her pov, but if you like Niall's you'll read more from him.  Please just let me know!  And if you ever have anything to say, or any suggestions, I'm always willing to listen! :)

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