Forgotten- a Niall Horan fanfiction

A stolen kiss

I wake up in my bed and look around the room. It's dark, and everyone else is asleep. The windows are blocked but I see the lights from the hall shining through.
I look under the bed for my phone and it's already turned on, with a missed call from an unknown number.

'Who is this?' I text to the number.

After a few moments I hear it ding and I pick it up.

'Sorry, it's niall. Can you come outside for a moment?'

I struggle to leave my bed, dragging the blanket off and putting on a jacket. I slowly reach the door and take a peak outside, to see niall sitting at our table. The door creaks as I open it wider, and he turns to look at me and smiles. He runs up towards me and stops as he closes the door behind me.
"Sorry, is it a bad time?" He asks, looking down at me.
"No, no, don't worry" I lied.
My eyes were blurred because my contacts weren't in.
" I just had to tell you something" he says, combing his hands through his messy hair.
I nod and shiver.
"I... I really like you..." He says.
"I like you too, but that's not important enough to wake me up-"
"No, I... I really like you.. I really really like you" he interrupts.
My eyes widen and I hold myself tighter because it was freezing.
"I don't know what to say... I..." I mutter.
"You don't have to say anything, just let me kiss you" he smiles, cupping his warm hands on the back of my neck.
I do the same, and pull his head down as our lips collide. His kiss was warm and it felt amazing. It only lasted a few seconds before he pulled out.
"I'm sorry.. I should go" he says, pointing back at the hall.
"Uh... Ok" I say, nodding.
"Bye" he smiles, as he runs away.
I stand there, out the front of my cabin, staring at the trees.
Did that really just happen? If it did, it was amazing. I've never felt this good in my life.