The Princess
and
The Leprechaun
Chapter: 8
Ariel’s POV:
I walked over and gently shook his warm shoulder.
“Niall?” I whispered.
He grunted and reached up to brush my hand away. But when our skins brushed together, his eyes snapped open.
“Ariel?” He asked, rubbing his eyes, his voice thick with sleep.
I suddenly felt shy, and I stood there with tears still falling, brushing my feet over the carpet.
He squinted at me, before whispering softly, “Are you crying?”
I nodded and he jumped up, taking my face in his large hands, wiping my tears away.
“What happened?”
I bit my lip before whispering, “I had a nightmare.”
He stared at me for a second before pulling me into his arms, my feet leaving the floor.
“Oh princess, you know I’ll never let anything hurt you right?” I sniffed, my face buried in his comfortable shoulder.
“I wasn’t the one who got hurt, Niall.”
He pulled away to look into my eyes, his expression soft.
“Do you want to stay here?”
I nodded, snuggling myself back into his affectionate embrace. He chuckled and simply picked me up bridal style and walked us back to the bed. He laid me down and I quickly made room for him. He pulled me into his chest, his arms wrapping around me. I nestled my head underneath his, my forehead pressing gently into his shoulder.
“I promise you, nothing will ever happen to you or me.” He said, gently stroking my hair.
I nodded, my eyes beginning to droop. Niall was strong, warm and comfortable. Another wild idea zapped my brain.
“Niall?”
“Yes princess?” I blushed, thankfully that he couldn’t see my small embarrassed smile.
“Could you sing to me?” he chuckled and tightened his grip on me before whispering.
“Of course.”
The last thing I remember was his steady heartbeat thumping against mine, and his beautiful voice, gently singing me to sleep.
Author's Note:
Hope you guys like it! This story is dedicated to my doll xoangiexo!