2. Luck of the Irish
I looked out side the window staring at the green grass and the blue sky. * sigh* "Hey babe what's wrong?" Niall asked me as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I smiled at him. "I just whished that it would snow for Christmas. I mean I never go to see what snow looks like. Niall looked at me with a surprised look. "What you haven't?" I shook my head no at him. "Well we need change that."
I laugh at him. "Good look with that." He smiles at me. "I have all the luck in the world Angle." I smile and kiss him on the check. "Why is that?" I ask him. He looks at me with his blue eyes and say's , "That's because I have you (Y/N)."
I couldn't help but blush when he said that to me. "O yea well then I guess that makes me lucky to."
Niall looked at me and laughed. "Why is that Angle?" I look up at him and say, "That's because I have you." Then getting on my tippy toes. Niall looks up and smiles then kisses me again. "What was that one for?"
He just pointed up at the sealing. I looked up to mistletoe. I smiled at him and hugged him.
The next day when I woke up I ran down stairs and looked out the window. My eyes went wide when I saw that their was a white blanket covering the ground. A little while later Niall came down stairs yawning still barley wake.
"Moring babe...." He says as he looked up at my happy face. "What's going on (Y/N) ?" I pointed out the window bouncing up and down. Niall looks out side the window and smiles at me. "Looks like you got your Christmas wish."
I smiled at him and said, "Looks like I have the Luck of the Irish." He just laughed and smiled at me. "Yes you do."