Yesterday's movie marathon was a nice thing to end the day. Niall and I slept early but here he is in the bed, still sleeping and it's already 10 o' clock.

"Hey Niall, don't you have work?" I asked and shook him as a way of waking him up but it was useless and now I can say that he's such a deep sleeper since he wakes up earlier than me usually.

"I'm excused, don't bother waking me up" he talked back but his eyes were still closed, he pulled a pillow in his arms and hugged it like how Irish hugs his little toy. I smiled at the scene, he looks just like his baby, sleeping peacefully and soundly. I sat on the bed and carefully pulled out the blanket covering me to see if I made any leaks like yesterday and fortunately, I didn't.

My 4th day in Ireland has started and I'm starting to feel a little bit comfortable with the things that surround me and knowing that I finally found Sheryl's number is such a relief, not only can I get my connections back with her and Mr. Minami but I can also get this task done and I can go back to England to free my parents and have a normal life only until my contract expires but at least my parents are freed now.

I stood from the bed and walked around the room searching for the paper that contains some valuable information, I tried to be a little gentle with my steps to avoid waking Niall up since the paper probably got dropped near the nightstand on Niall's side of the bed. I got on my knees once I reached the area to peek under the bed and under the nightstand and luckily I found it resting in peace, I reached for it as I stretch my arms for it and my hand tries to grab it and I got it done as swiftly as I can, my arms got out of the very small hole of the nightstand that it got a little scratches because of the sharp wood under it.

A choke coming from Niall was heard throughout the room as well as his breathless calls for me.

"Victoria!"

"What? What is it?!" I panicked at his call that caused me to got up fast with the paper still on my hand as I watch the lad choke and hold on his neck, he made a sign language to go get him a glass of water and that's what I hurriedly did. I grabbed a glass and placed it under the faucet so I can get him some water then ran again to the room to find him still choking and coughing, I handed him the glass but assisted him as he tilt it and that stopped his coughs and enable him to breathe deeply. I instructed him to take slow breaths and he followed my instructions.

"What happened? You just choked out of nowhere"

"I choked on my saliva while sleeping" I glared at him as my eyes gone bigger by the second and I put my hand on my face and sighed, trying not to make a problem as to what's wrong with this guy.

"The hell! That's what happens when you're such a somnolent person!" A smile then formed on my lips as a chuckle is about to leave

"Like you're one to talk, you're actually the first one who sleeps between the both of us"

"But you're the one who wakes up late"

"Well, it's your fault for being an early bird"

"Well, it's your fault for being nocturnal at night" My smile starts to spread on my face and I laughed at the expression Niall has because the both of us know who won our little argument. I laughed at him as he did such a weird poker face that caused me to lightly slap him on the face, it didn't seem like it hurt him I guess it entertained him in a way. "How's it like being such a loser?, don't even try to compete with me because I always end up being victorious, hence the name given to me" I flipped my hair in front of his face as a way to tease him, I really find the situation so amusing. I stood up and walked towards the door. "Get up now, I'll make something for breakfast" I told Niall and exited the room to be greeted by Irish with his waggly tail.

"Mornin' lil' bud" I bent over and caressed his cheeks as his little paws tried to stop me from my actions but I stopped once a little while has passed and stood up to make my way to wash my face and brush my teeth.

So far, my day is going smoothly and really good and I guess it's the opposite for Niall when I saw him right after I got out of the bathroom which made me approach him and talk to him about what could he be possibly thinking of but said that he was just annoyed at himself for choking on his saliva and if it wasn't for that scenario, he would still be sleeping right now. I tried to cheer him up but before I could even say a word, he got up and headed to the bathroom to refresh himself, maybe in that way it can also refresh his mood.

I started to prepare the things needed to make a pancake, I wanted to take action on the kitchen so Niall wouldn't stress over on what the stranger inside his house would eat.

"Do you even know how to cook?" I heard Niall's voice spoke from behind me as I search for the pancake mix on his drawers.

"In all honesty, no... But hey! Don't underestimate me, I believe I got the skills" Confident on my words, I proceeded to do my business, hoping for a successful result.

I ended up with Niall helping me make a pancake because the ones I made were either burnt or looked crap and while we were cooking, he compared me to one of his friends that I resemble a lot when it comes to cooking pancakes and the only thing that I can thought of is how lucky Niall is because if I had mood swings right now, Irish would probably be crying on the floor smelling his now dead daddy. Niall and I made little chats about the things we like but I tried my best to not share some personal information. He shared to me that he works in the instrument shop just a little blocks away from this apartment and how his boss is one of his best friends which explains why he can always excuse himself to work, he offers guitar lessons to teach on the shop and everyday, there were 3-5 kids taking a session. Niall said that he really loves his job a lot even if it pays him with just a small amount, he said he was really passionate in playing the guitar and being able to share the skill to others makes him really happy knowing that he can possibly teach the thing a person would be so passionate about. I always loved it when someone shares to me their interests and passions especially that he's a guy, it's really fun to listen to a person who has a lot to say about something.

"What are your other interests?" I asked, hoping to hear more of him.

"Eh, I guess that's it, I really love playing the guitar"

"Are you sure? are you not interested in singing? I bet you sing" I stated and I saw his expression change, from a very happy face turned into something so unreadable, I wonder if I said something wrong. His face got a little blue and I started to worry. "Hey Niall... Did I said something wrong? I'm so-"

"No, that's fine... I just remembered something" he flashed a smile but the sadness remained in his eyes. "And as for your question, well... Yeah, I do like to sing, I mean no. I love to sing, but it's something I lost interest in"

"Oh" is the only thing I could say, the passion has peeked again in his eyes but the sad vibe is still evident. Singing might be connected to something sentimental for him so I decided to not ask him any more questions. Our conversation went on and I shared to him a little thing about me, I stated my obsession with hair bows and black things and also with cats which lead to a little argument between us because he's a dog lover but we ended up respecting each other's opinion about the animals we love.

"God, you're so emo, why full of black?"

"When I was a kid, I was full of colours and rainbows, but I think I just grew out of it and lost interest with the colourful colours, just like how you grew out of fond in singing" I explained so he can further understand and maybe relate to how I feel.

"But I didn't actually grew out of fond of singing, I guess there's a little part of me that still loves to sing" a little spark from his eyes enlightened the soul within him, it's quite evident that he still loves to sing but maybe a bad memory's connected with his hobby that's why he's scared in being passionate about it again in fear that he might remember that bad memory, but it's all just my theory. Me being the usual person I am, so curious that I decided to test Niall.

"So that means... You still love to sing, don't you? Well, what's stopping you from doing that? Sing your heart out"

"Well, it's only I who's stopping myself, you know what they say "the only enemy you have is yourself""

"Well then beat that other half of you that's limiting you to do what you want, I know it's hard but you can do it! I want to hear you sing anyway" exaggerating the very last sentence, maybe it can somewhat inspire him and be motivated but I got a sigh and a shook of his head as a response, he got up from the table and put his plate in the sink, the apartment's kind of old and cheap, a reason why there's no dishwasher.

Silence took over, might as well shut my mouth for awhile, I don't want to annoy nor push Niall to his limit, he already had a bad day because of him choking on his saliva, I guess I can say he's on his red days too if he was a girl. I got up the table and picked up my plate too to give it to Niall as he washes up the dirty plates and utensils. I jettisoned the last piece of pancake on the other plate and placed it on Irish's food bowl as I see him splint along the room to quickly eat what I put in the bowl. I watch the limp little dog eat as he grows even more zaftig by the second, I guess dogs aren't really that bad even if I'm a cat lover.

I sat on the couch right after I got tired of watching Irish eat, I turned on the TV to entertain me as I get even more bored by the second. A little while, Niall has supposedly finished washing the dishes and sat next to me with such a face, that lad with a sense of camaraderie by the first time you meet him isn't so same as the guy I am seeing right now, he looks so distressed and I'm so guilty for saying things that may have affected him.

"Hey Niall, are you alright? I'm really sorry, I-"

"Sshh," his blue eyes met mine as his index finger places itself on my lips to cease my talking. "It's fine, I just remembered something, but it's all good now" a smile followed along right after he spoke and his finger left my lips and broke eye contact with me. I remained really quiet, I guess I just hit the bullseye.

"It's just that, I haven't moved on yet" I didn't expected him to talk but when he did, I kept my eyes on him and paid attention to his words. "There's this lady, she's the reason for everything, she was my whole life" he put his elbows on his knees and looked at his palms. "She's the reason why I'm the person that I am today, helping the needy, doing acts of charity, being a friend to another"

"She taught me all those things, I guess I can say, she was my hero and inspiration, the woman I look up to and idolise the most" a faint smile formed on his face but then vanished the next second. "She was also the reason why I'm so passionate with music, because of her, I had experience such a wonderful feeling throughout my lifetime, it was being one with the music. She taught me how to sing, maybe she was also the reason why I love singing since it's like a treasure that was passed onto me, that's why I tried to improve and develop myself and made great use with the valuable thing she trusted me with"

"But now, she's gone. They said money's very powerful but not even a huge amount of money can ever bring her back since she's already gone and it kind of hurts me to do something that's somewhat related to her, the wound's still fresh, I guess I need a little more time" a bitter-sweet expression was on his face but it managed to have a smile later on. I felt so bad for Niall about the things he just said, apparently he has a loved one that is related with his passion in singing, now I get it why he's acting like that. "But hey, why are we even talking about myself, say something about yourself too, it's quite unfair"

"You were the one who started talking and what more can I share with you? I guess I'm just plain and boring" I said, I guess I won't worsen his situation by being sympathetic towards him, because I never liked being  sympathized, I take it as a negative reaction so I wouldn't do the same to another if I don't want another to feel that way for me.

Time passes by really quickly whenever you enjoy the moment but why does it feel so slow for me? I enjoy my presence with Niall but being with him, I don't know, I feel so comfortable that I feel uncomfortable for being comfortable with his presence, I must remember my purpose here but as Niall and I spare our time with each other, the more I feel something that makes me comfortable with him which is very wrong, I need to end this now, I shouldn't be developing our relationship since this'll all be over once I get to finish my mission here. I need to stay away from him even if we are inside the same roof, it's the only way to prevent me for having a special attachment with him, staying away from him isn't only for my safety but because I actually realised that I care about him too, I started to care about his safety too. What will happen if the mission was a success but I left marks and evidences in his territory? I don't want him to get involved and I'm not gonna plan on involving him, this is my business anyway. Staying away from him is for the sake of both our safety, we're nothing but strangers and that's gonna be the way it is until I leave Ireland.

"Seems like you're deep into your thoughts"

"Yeah, I got to... Have to go for awhile and take some rest" I said and got up from the couch as if nothing was talked about or happened in the last two hours of our conversation, I guess he sensed the coldness that I tried to make him see.

"Oh yeah, sure, have a siesta, once you wake up, you'd be really happy about the thing that I would do for you" I walked away from him to get to the room to have some rest just like what I said but in truth, I would just think about things when I heard him say that sentence.

"And what could that possibly be?" I tried not to sound interested or excited because of the tone I did when I spoke, I'm trying to act how I tend to act with strangers, I guess it's really obvious and noticeable for him since I didn't acted like this when we first met which is something I should wonder about right after I get to "take some rest" inside the bed room.

"Oh, you'd probably be thanking me once you knew, I want to keep it as a surprise for you. I wanted to do something that can help you, not only because you need it but also because that's how friends should do, right?"

"Friends?" I got shocked and surprised, but how can I even oppose him with that sweet smile on his face, I looked away and looked back again then flashed a smile, right afterwards, I opened the door and sat on the bed to think of the things that's happening, especially what Niall's surprise is, it's pretty much not that big so I gave it a rest and thought about the main concern.

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A/N hello to all and NDKWODJS what even is Niall's selfie on ig?! 😭😭 he looks so mature and... I shouldn't be saying it 'cause it's inappropriate 😂😂 but UGH! He's so beautiful. I felt a little bad for Louis with his dandelion post 😕 he's missing his childhood and I can't help but feel sad about it and feel the same way. Harry's rumoured to be starred as a soldier and a doctor on some shows and he's been wearing his beanie a lot, everyone's complaining about it all over my tl on twitter 'cause no one knows if he cut his hair or not then there's Liam with Cheryl who has the same name as the antagonist of my NH fanfic 😂😂 this is getting long, I should stop. Have a nice day everyone 😊 votes and comments would really be appreciated.

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