FOREVER [Niall Horan] ✔

Epilogue 2

"He sweeps her hair back from her ears; he swings her above his head. He says she is his émerveillement. He says he will never leave her, not in a million years. -All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr

Ana's POV

"Put this on your eyes," He demands and I frown. We're in his car as he drives us to only he knows where and hands me a black cloth. I stare at the material in his hand for a whole minute before taking it.

"Why do you want me to put it on?" I ask and he sighs, rolling his eyes.

"Why do you always ask so many questions? Just do it. Please," He adds the please to make his order sound like a request but I oblige anyway. I put it around my forehead and tie it at the back of my head. I'm met with complete darkness, there's not even a sliver of light.

"Done. Now what?" I impatiently ask, tapping my fingers against my thigh.

"Patience, baby," He says and I can hear the smirk in his voice as I internally roll my eyes. "I've to tell you something. It's a surprise so I'd like if you could cooperate." His voice suddenly quivers and my frown deepens. He clears his throat and I can feel the air getting thick.

"Are you right?" I ask just to be sure and he replies with a short 'yeah'. "Don't tell me you're pregnant! I thought we were being safe, Niall!" I dramatically joke to lighten the mood and he chuckles loudly. The voice of his laugh fills the car and I hate the blindfold so much because I cannot see his beautiful face right now. "How long do I have to wait before I can take the blindfold off?" I whine before feeling Niall's hand rest on the top of my thigh. He soothingly rubs my legs and a huge smile spreads across my face, despite my mood.

"Until I tell you," He says and I sigh again. "It won't be long, I promise." After a few minutes, the car comes to a sudden stop. I move to remove the blindfold but Niall's voice stops me. "Don't," He warns and I whine.

Niall unbuckles my seatbelt and asks me not to move. The door on my side clicks open and I feel him grab my hand as he asks me to get out. "How am I going to walk blindfolded?" I question as I get out of the car, his hand still in mine.

"You don't have to," He mutters and before I can reply, he lifts me in his arms. I let out a squeak since I didn't expect him to do that before tightly wrapping my arms around his neck and snuggling my face against his chest. I inhale his smell and sigh in satisfaction before placing a kiss there. "Don't make me take you right here," He lightly groans, making me blush a little. I'm still not used to him talking like this. The comments come at the least expected time and I always don't know what to say. Suddenly he puts me down and removes the blindfold.

I gently rub my eyes with the back of my hands and gasp when I see the beautiful hall around me. "Oh! My God! Niall, this is so amazing!" I compliment as I look around the room. It a small room and it is completely filled with art supplies. There are a couple of wooden easels, all sizes of canvases, every medium of colour and every colour imaginable lined on different shelves. A small ladder is kept at the end of the cupboard to reach the top shelves. There are all sizes of brushes and papers and sketchbooks kept on the counter. What amazes me, even more, is that there are wall paint cans, which I soon realise is for the white walls. This is my dream studio and I feel so turned on. "Where are we? What is this?"

"Happy birthday, baby," He says, hugging me from behind and I lean into his chest.

"What?" I frown with a smile on my lips as I keep staring around the room.