Angie's pov
It's freezing! It's been 3 months since Niall and I started living together again. It's the middle of December and there's a blizzard outside. I sighed as the heater stopped. I kicked it out of frustration and started crying because I hurt my foot. I screamed out and Niall came in. "What happened?" I sat on my bed and rubbed my foot. "The stupid heater stopped working and I hurt my door because I kicked it." He sat next to me and I laid my hand on his. I was wearing a sweater and shorts. Don't ask about the shorts. I hate pants. Always have, always will. Niall had a hoodie on and jeans. He hugged me and I sighed. "Do you want to lay in my bed?" He asked and I nodded. This will be the first time in months that we laid together. We walked into his room and laid down together. I laid my head on his chest and laid my arm on his stomach. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my head. As I lay here in bed with him, I remembered how good he smells and how much I miss laying next to him. "Niall?" "Yeah?" I smiled and looked up at him. "I'm kind of glad my heater stopped working." "Me too Angie." I smiled and snuggled closer to him. The room soon filling up with the sound of light snoring
Hey guys!! Vote and comment? I know it's short, but I just wanted to start the story 😊