That Magical Summer

Chapter 25

i hope you’re reading my fanfic like you’re really in it, that’s why i did it in second person after all. i want you to actually imagine that it’s you who gets to kiss niall and stuff <3

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“Good morning my beautiful girlfriend,” Niall said grasping onto your waist and placing a sloppy, morning kiss onto your lips. 

“Morning,” you giggled, “Everyone up yet?”

 “Nope. You know the boys. They’re all heavy sleepers. And besides they’re leaving tomorrow back to the UK, so they want as much rest as possible,” he said opening the fridge only to close it again.

 “Wait. They’re leaving?” you asked sitting down on the counter awaiting your breakfast. 

“Yupp. They’ve got girlfriends and families to attend to,” he replied.

“And you?” 

“I’ve got all I need right here,” he said putting another tender kiss onto your lips. You interlocked lips with him, strengthening the power of the kiss. He leaned forward-

 “Ahem. I have to be leaving too,” Ellie said clearing her throat awkwardly loud.

 “What why?!” you flipped around, leaving Niall hanging.

 “Well it looks like you’re fine here without me,” she said looking to Niall, “And besides Tom’s probably missing me.” Tom was her 8-year-old brother. Her and Ellie were really close. He was such a sweetheart. And Ellie’s such a good older sister to him, since her parents aren’t around much.

 “Aw. Well tell little Tommy I said hi,” you pouted slightly, “When are you leaving?”

 “Tonight,” she said sitting next to you.

 “Thanks again for coming out here Ellie. I just needed a girl around here.”

 “Anything for my bestie,” you gave her a small squeeze.

 “Sorry to interrupt this beautiful moment and all but we have no food,” Niall said bluntly, placing his elbows abruptly on the other side of the granite island.

You sighed. “I can run to the market. If you guys can wait that long. Or you can live off frozen peas and butter for the next few days.”

 “I’ll go with you,” you said standing up, “El?”

 “You guys go. I’ll go wake up the rest of the boys.”

 “Are you sure?”

 “Yeah you two go,” she said shooing you with a sweep of four fingers. You grabbed Niall’s hand waving Ellie a goodbye, and you were out the door.

 “Are you sad to see her go?” Niall asked after you settled into the car.

 “Yeah. But I’ll see her soon. What about you? With the boys?”

 “Nah. I mean I practically see them everyday. I’m gonna be on tour with them for nearly 9 months. I can handle a few weeks without them,” he said not taking his eyes off the road as you placed a hand on his thigh, “And besides. It gives us more time to spend, alone.” He looked over at you for a second, giving you the smile that you love so much. And in that moment, you realized something. You realized that you would do anything for this boy. You would go to the ends of the Earth with him. You would go through every twisted road for him. You would do anything to be in his loving arms, every second of the day. Anything. 

“Looks like there’s no paparazzi,” he said cautiously probing the parking lot. 

“Good,” you murmured, “They creep me out.” He grabbed your hand helping you out of the car. 

“Let’s just go get what we need. I’m hungry,” he said gripping your hand.

You made your way into the deserted super market, skimming the aisles for anything remotely desirable. 

 “Can we get Cheetos please? They’re my favorite?” you asked begging at his arm. He laughed.

 “Of course.” You reached up in an attempt to grab them. They were on the highest shelf, your shirt raised slightly showing your belly button as your tongue hung out struggling to stretch your arm that high.

 “Here you go,” you looked over at the new voice handing you the Cheetos. It was a young boy. He was about a foot taller than Niall, his eyes were deep blue, and he had caramel brown hair. Niall snatched the bag from his hand.

“We’ve got it,” he said through gritted teeth, “Thanks.” Niall eyed the boy with distaste as he walked away with a friendly smile.

“What was that?” you asked placing the Cheetos carefully into the basket. Without a word, he grabbed your hips pressing you harshly against the shelves. You knocked down a few bags of chips but you were too preoccupied to care. He brought his face close to yours. “Niall,” you spoke in a trembled whisper, “He was just being friendly.”

 “You’re mine,” he snarled, his voice deep and husky. Surprisingly, it turned you on. Your lips attacked his, as his hands stayed glued to your waist. He pushed you harder against the sharp shelves, causing a moan out of you. His tongue drifted around your mouth, intrigued. The bags of chips pooled around your feet were stepped on multiple times as he kept you locked in that position. You opened your eyes briefly to see multiple eyes staring at the two of you. You pushed him off of you, wiping your lower lip. He smiled. “You’re mine,” he said pulling away.

 “I know,” you whispered grinning, looking down at the mess, “we should clean this up.”

 “Why?” he asked, “Get them to do it.”

 “Niall!” before you could lean down to pick up a pack of Fritos you saw him grab the cart and speed away laughing. You looked around helplessly. You groaned rolling your eyes before sprinting after him. “Niall you are horrible!” you panted once you finally caught up to him.

 “You know you love me,” he said pushing the cart along towards the cashier. You froze. Your eyes widened, you two had never talked about that word before. Love. It was such a strong word. You swallowed the growing ball in the back of your throat. “Uh let’s go pay,” he said pushing on ahead. You closed your eyes before following after him.

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“Finally we have some food to fill the pantry,” Niall said hulling the bags from the backseat. 

“Niall. I can help-“ 

“No. You’re the lady. I can get it,” he said. Sometimes he could be so stubborn. But he was still so cute, you could deal with it. You followed him through the front door of his house. Your stomach rumbled with every step, it was almost noon and you hadn’t eaten breakfast. You walked in the door after Niall to see the boys and Ellie lounging around the house, drooling over they’re own fantasies. When they noticed you walk in, Louis stood up briskly holding something up in his hand scolding you like a father. 

“You naughty naughty children.”