Being Told You're Beautiful

Baldy baldy baldy woo!

*Hane POV*

My brain went into overdrive. But at the same time, everything kind of stopped. Like my brain going on strike.

Basically, it was an odd, beautiful feeling.

We broke apart, and he grinned at me. "It's nice to finally do that," he stated. I was confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, that I've wanted to kiss you all night long, and I'm so glad I did."

'AW AW AW AW AW' my brain screamed at me. My mouth however, came up with "oh".

OH. Really mouth?! REALLY?

Niall looked downwards, shyness taking over, his face crestfallen. "Is that a good or a bad 'oh'?" He asked me worriedly.

I panicked. So obviously I did the sensible, adult, mature and responsible thing to do, and kissed him.

Again.

He was surprised but responded quickly, his instinct immediately taking over.

And again, it was perfect. This time, though, we got deeper into the kiss - and yes, fireworks were felt *cue cliché* - and broke away reluctantly.

"Does that answer your question?" I smirked at him. His cute cheeks were rosy red with excitement and his eyes were sparkling.

"Yes, it did Hane. So.. I was wondering, we're in town for a few more days and I was wondering if you wanted to spend some more time together?" Niall looked up shyly, his eyes shining brightly in the darkness, silently pleading me to say yes.

"Hmm.. Well, if you insist, then I suppose I'll have to, won't I? Can't leave a guy disappointed.." I have a huge exaggerated sigh, before breaking out of my act and smiling widely. "It sounds fantastic Niall!"

He grinned, and bounced up. "C'mon, I'll walk you home. Someone being small and only sixteen has a curfew to pay attention to. Plus, then I know where to pick you up tomorrow" he winked at me, the slight cockiness surfacing again. I swear that was Harry's influence.

Yup, talking about the boys like I know them all personally, wbu?

On the way home we discussed even more things. I know, who would even know there was more things to discuss?! With any other guy it would have been an awkward silence now, but with Niall I felt like I could talk to him forever - and that is no exaggeration.

Once we reached my street, he walked me up to my front door. The lights were off, mum and dad were out.

"So I'll pick you up at two tomorrow. Wear something practical but nice but comfortable. Okay? Okay. It was lovely meeting you, Hane,". And with a small peck on the cheek, Niall had gone.

It was as I was unlocking the door that it hit me, and I had to try hard not to scream.

I. HAD. KISSED. NIALL. FREAKING. HORAN.

TWICE.

And I was seeing him tomorrow. Gee, life was good.

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