Tattooed Heart [N.H AU]

Thirty-Nine

*Niall's P.O.V*

Lying on the picnic blanket with Summer by my side was heart filling. I wasn't sure if this date would work out or not. Wait did I say date? No, no I meant a hangout with her. I was so nervous in the morning when she said she would come with me today, but her dad scared the living crap out of me. I know that deep down he doesn't like me for some reason, and I think I know why. I have that boy 'tattooed trouble maker' written all over, and I don't blame him for trying to protect his only daughter. If I have a daughter-in the future- I wouldn't want her hanging around with guys like me, but I just can't get enough of her. I need her.

I wanted to apologise from what I said yesterday night to her. I know I was putting on a show but it really hit me knowing that I was causing her so much pain, and she's still putting up with some of it. I wanted to show her something different, something I only know of. So I took her here; my secret garden as I named it. I found this place not long before I moved in London. I had so much going on with my life that I decided to drive off somewhere so I could clean my head and think clearly. I actually got lost on my way home and pulled over the parking lot. I remember that the sun was setting when I discover the field. Orange and pink decorated the sky, it wasn't cold or too hot, it was warm that day so I decided to stay here until I watched the sun disappear from my view, leaving me alone once more.

But now thinking that I'm here with Summer it just feels so damn right. Once I played my guitar to her and seen the shock on her face, my inner self did I little victory dance. I wanted to be a surplice for her, and I think I gave her one. Ha! score. "What are you thinking about" the faint and soft voice of Summer brought me back to reality

"That I'm the happiest man alive" I smiled and carelessly stroke her cheek with my thumb. She smiles and takes my hand on her and gives it a little kiss. I don't know what I would do without her really. She's not like some girls I've been with. Well I've never been in a serious relationship since Jessica. I've had girls coming and going every once in a while but not emotional attachment where needed. Why is she so determinate to fix this broken boy?

"What's the matter?" she asks again while putting her weight on one arm as she looks down at me.

"A girl once told me to be careful when trying to fix a broken person because you may cut yourself on their sharp edges." I copied the same position as her and stare into her eyes "why are you doing this?" I ask curiosity taking the best of me. She looked at me deeply into my eyes and sigh

"I don't really know to be honest" she chuckles a little bit biting her lower lip.

*Summer's P.O.V*

She would never tell him and was ashamed to admit it, even to herself, but she'd fallen in love with him the instant she'd seen him. He looked dangerous and mysterious when she met him for the first time. She knew he would be trouble but she'd fallen; hard.

As soon as I look up, his eyes click into mine. The breath whooshes out of my body and everything freezes for a second, as though I'm looking at him through my camera lens, zoomed in all the way, the world pausing for that tiny span of time around us.

"You're so beautiful Summer" he whispers leaning towards me. I must have known Niall for only a couple of week now, but I feel like I've known him for years.

He takes my hand and starts giving it little kisses while I giggle at his actions. He turned to face me and smiled softly. I looked at him in return as he leans closer and closer to me. This question has been circling around my head since the first kiss we had; I had to ask it before anything else happens. "Niall?" I start and he hums in response "what are we exactly?"