You and your new boyfriend Niall were going out to dinner.
Where did you guys go? Nandos… obviously.
You finish your meal, and surprisingly Niall had already finished as well, which was weird because usually by the time you’re done you have to wait for a good 20 minutes for him to finish eating. You brush it off, and smile at him.
Niall takes your hand “You ready to go, babe?”
You nod, and he kisses you on the cheek. This makes your skin tingle and your stomach fill with butterflies. You loved it when he kissed your face; every time he did you hoped it would be your lips.
You and Niall still hadn’t shared you first kiss yet and you were truly hoping it would happen soon.
You guys walk around and talk casually like you usually do. You talk about everything, totally comfortable. You guys are walking through the park and as the sun begins to set you two start heading back.
“So Ni, wanna go get a movie and come back to my house?” you ask him.
“Sure {y/n}, sounds awesome...” he says absent minded.
You could tell he wasn’t actually listening to what you were saying. He keeps looking around, like he’s looking for something.
Your brows furrowed at him “Niall, what are you looking for? What has got you so worked up?”
“Nothing babe, its fine.” He replies, not noticing the annoyance in your voice.
Finally he stops looking around and smiles, looking at the bridge you two were about to cross. He looks at you and takes your hand leading you over to the middle of the bridge. He stops and takes both of your hands in his.
Looking you in the eyes he says “I really like you {y/n}. You are beautiful and perfect in every way, you’re literally everything I’ve ever wanted.”
You blush and look down, “Niall..” you start to protest.
“I mean it {y/n},” he says lifting your chin so your eyes meet. “you are my everything. And I know this is probably long overdue…”
Niall leans in and presses his lips against yours. They were soft, and warm, and everything you imagined them to be. You kiss him back immediately, the kiss gentle and passionate. His hand was on your cheek and yours on his chest. With the setting sun, it was like a scene from a movie. You smile when the kiss ended, your heart beating violently.
“This is where we first met {y/n}, and this is where I wanted our first kiss to be.” Niall whispered, his forehead against yours.
“It was perfect Ni.” You whisper back.
He smiles widely, and takes your hand again, “So, that movie… comedy or horror?”
You laugh at him, hugging his side as your walk home from a perfect night.
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