Niall's POV
I sighed as I looked at the pile of boxes around me.
There's no way I'm going to finish unpacking anytime soon.
I rolled my shoulders as I walked towards the empty kitchen.
Moving in wasn't difficult, but packing and unpacking were.
Just the thought of setting up my new place all by myself was starting to worry me. I needed only three things right now, but those were packed away in one of these many boxes.
The coffee maker. The pods. My mug.
I don't think I can deal with looking for that, as I felt a throbbing pain in my head.
Massaging my temple, I walked to the couch and plopped myself on it.
I had seen a cafe opposite my building while driving in earlier. Would they still be open?
I looked at my wrist watch and saw it was late evening.
"Guess there's only one way to find out."
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A/N:
Happy Birthday to my favourite person in the world, Niall!
He's the reason I'm even writing this.
I hope you guys will give this book a read.
Lots of love
-Carita D'Costa.