Angel who? It's Niall Horan.

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Carina's POV

FOUR DAYS LATER.

I'm just so glad that everything's getting back to how it were earlier.

Niall's recovering and is doing pretty well.

The physiotherapist was here for an hour and Niall had a leg session.

He can now walk around the place with elbow crutches and I'm just so contended.

I've been going to my cafe and it's a super short trip from the apartment to the cafe, because it's just opposite the building.

I'm currently living in, Niall's apartment to be precise.

Niall's mom called yesterday, or should I say Maura.

She seemed to know about Niall and I's relation and was pretty sweet to me over the phone. She also invited Niall and I to Mullingar this Christmas.
I was excited to spend Christmas with Niall and his family, but then the thought of my family appeared in my mind.

I called my mom last night and told her about Niall's recovery and that I was staying with him in his apartment.

Well, mom invited Niall and me over to our place on Christmas.

So, this is basically the thoughest decision of my life.

Christmas is almost two weeks away and this is the first time I've had to think so much about it.

"Baby girl's still zoning out", Niall said and I snapped out of my trance.

I blinked my eyes several times before he burst into a fit of laughter.

"Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?", he said in between laughter as he made his way towards me with his elbow crutches.

I was lazily plonked on one of the bar stools in his open kitchen as I was tracing random figures on the counter and was zoning out.

I helped him sit on one of the bar stools and hopped back onto mine.

"So, what's going through that mind", he asked and my eyebrows furrowed.

"Um, Niall?", I spoke and realised how hoarse my voice sounded.

I cleared my throat which made Niall stiffle a laugh.

"What?", I rolled my eyes at him.

"Nothing".

Whatever.

"Alright, so tell me what you've been thinking about?", he asked in attempt to continue our previous conversation. 

"Yeah, so last night your mom invited us to Mullingar for Christmas", I said and he smiled.

"You don't want to come?", he asked with an expression that made my heart break.

"Hold on, will you?", I spoke, but his expression remained the same.

"Yeah, so, last night when I spoke to my mom, she too invited you and me to Christmas to our place", I said and his eyes widened.

"Oh, that's what you've been thinking about?", he asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, this is the toughest decision ever", I said as I put my head in my hands.

"You mean second toughest after deciding to go back to your ex so that you could save your boyfriend", he said and my head snapped at him instantly.

Woah, I didn't see that one coming.

"Uh, about that, yeah", I said as I let out a nervous laugh.

"Well, Christmas is supposed to be spent with the family", he mumbled and I looked at the ground.

"Let's spend Christmas with your family", he said and he gently lifted my chin up to directly look into his eyes.

"But then, what about you family?".

"Well, what's about yours and mine. It's ours now", he said and I immediately threw my arms around him.

Perfect.

I could invite Niall's family over to our place for Christmas.

"Niall, you're a genius. I didn't think about that", I said as I jumped up and down.

"Calm down, Princess", he said in between his laughs.

He looked and sounded like an angel when he laughed.

The kind of music which played from the God above that was meant to sound so perfect and mesmerising, and the scene that he directed Niall to smile in this manner with so much of grace and perfection.

"Princess is zoning out", he groaned and I giggled.

"I can't wait to celebrate Christmas with our families", I said.

He flashed me his brightest smile.

"I can't wait either".

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"Yeah, he actually fell off the chair and we laughed until we were breathless", Niall said as he told me another prank that he and the boys had pulled back in the days.

He remained silent for a few minutes.

"Babe, does your leg hurt?", I asked.

"No, Princess. My leg doesn't hurt like it used to earlier", Niall said as we were snuggled up in his bed ready to fall asleep anytime soon.

If only he would stop talking, the talkative and bubbly man that he is.

"And your ribs?", I asked as I lightly ran my fingers above his chest.

"That hurts though", he admitted and I felt my chest tighten.

The bruises on his face were starting to heal and some of them were gone.

I ran my fingers over his light scars which were above his left eyebrow and traced a random line down his cheek.

I stopped at the edge of his lips.

He inched forward and kissed me.

This was starting to get into a habit where we'd kiss after every few minutes.

Well, I'm not complaining.

I pulled away and smiled at him.

"So, how did the conversation with your mom go?", he asked.

"God Jesus, she was so excited when I told her about the idea of our families meeting on Christmas and was probably jumping around the place for five whole minutes", I said as I giggled at the thought of my over enthusiastic mother.

"So, I'm going to have to call your mom tomorrow and invite them over for Christmas to ours", I said and he smiled.

"Get some sleep now", I said as I ruffled his blond hair.

"Yeah, that's all I've been doing for the past week", he rolled his eyes and I giggled.

"Oh shit!", he exclaimed as his eyes widened.

"What?".

"Crap, I haven't been to work for the past week and now, I completely forgot about that", he said as he smacked his forehead lightly.

"Don't worry, love. I've got that covered", I cooed in his ear and he just looked at me.

"What do you mean?", he asked with the most confused face ever.

"Well, Louis said he knew your friend Edward. So, we contacted Edward and manger to speak to your snob of a boss and told him about your accident. Your boss actually gave you a damn month off because of your medical condition", I said and his jaw dropped down.

"No way", he laughed in disbelief.

"Believe me", I whined and he laughed.

"Check your mail. He said he'd mail you your medical leave period", I said and Niall reached out for his phone.

"I'll get it", I said as I shifted slightly and handed his phone to him.

He checked his mail and the hugest grin was spread across that beautiful angelic face making it look better than ever.

"Seriously, Princess? You and Louis are the best!", he exclaimed as he pulled me down on the bed for a hug.

"Louis just got me the number, I spoke to your boss", I said with puppy eyes and he laughed.

"Well, don't laugh right on my face. Appreciate me", I said to hide embarrassment.

"Always, Princess. It's just that you look so adorable and maybe funny when you make that particular face", he said and I buried my face in the crook of his neck.

I inhaled his intoxicating cologne which pulled me into a trance of its own.

"Go to sleep, Ni", I said, my face still buried in the crook of his neck.

"Already? Tell me a bedtime story", he whined.

What?

"How old are you? Five? Seriously?", I asked in disbelief and he nodded 'yes'.

This is going to be one long night.

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It's been an hour since I've been narrating bedtime stories to baby Niall who is still wide awake and wouldn't be sleeping anytime soon.

I made up random stories and he actually listened with interest.

"So, she let go of her past and married the boy she loves", I said as I ended another random story that I created.

"Just like you?", he asked with innocent eyes and I quizzically looked at him.

It took me a while to understand what his question meant.

Indeed, like me.

"Yes, baby Niall", I said and he smiled.

"Can we please sleep already? I can't stay up all night", I whined.

"I wanna stay up all night and jump around until we see the sun", he sang and I smiled at his reference.

One of his many songs which are just a memory now.

"Good night, baby Niall", I said as I pecked his lips.

"Good night, Princess".

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A/N:

OMG, imagine spending Christmas with Niall's family.

I would've wished that Christmas was everyday lol.

Lots Of Love
-Carita D'Costa❤️