Happy Days

After Lindsey and her boyfriend move in together, she becomes worried that she isn't happy. But can she remember the good days to remind her why she agreed?

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4. Everything's Alright

I shut the door and sighed. Pushing back my damp hair, I wrapped myself up in the blue towel again and stepped towards the closet, shuffling along the soft carpet so I stayed warm. I dug my toes into it the slightest bit. It was warm and was a lot better than the cold tile I was used to at my aunts apartment.

Thinking about that reminded me of the days Niall would sneak into my room through the window. The hushed and needy kisses that made me fall head over heels for that boy. Falling asleep with my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and the rise and fall of his chest. The goodbyes every morning right before my dad left for work, and even him waking me up early so we could get ready together.

I looked into the closet and couldn't agree on anything. It was everything from short tight dresses to big comfy sweaters. I walked over to Niall's dresser and pulled out the first shirt I found. It was a plain white v-neck and I slid it on, realizing it was a lot bigger than I expected. Giggling to myself, I pulled on a pair of pink sweats from Hollister I bought the week before.

"Lindsey, are you dressed yet?" I watched Nialls eyes roam everywhere. "That shirt fits you great," he smirked and the next thing I knew he had his arms around my waist and was pulling me towards the bed.

"I love you," he said. "A lot. I hope you know that." he kissed the crook of my neck and I smiled.
"I love that smile. Smile more for me, please."

With a light kiss on the cheek, I unlatched his arms from my waist and stumbled into bed. Pulling the soft satin covers over my shoulder, I shut my eyes tightly and hoped to be left alone. Did that seem mean? I didn't care, I just wanted to be able to get some sleep.

"come here," I felt a light tug at the inside of my arm, and another hand at my waist turning me to face the opposite way. Peeking open my eyes, I saw my smiling boyfriend. I scooted closer to him, and buried my head in the crook of his neck, feeling his grip get tighter on my waist.

Maybe tonight I could get some sleep without worrying.

Maybe everything would be alright.
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