out of the blue / n.h

Chapter 54

MELANIE RICHARDS

We drive back to my house after we get some dinner at the mall. Thomas waves us goodbye and well, Niall, he stays at my place for tonight. It’s actually a tradition now. I stay at his or he stays at mine. It’s how we run this relationship, I guess. We show my mom the dress and she looks at it in awe as she pushes remarks on how great it is to finally be able to see me with a real date to the prom. She said it has been 4 years going to the same prom with another guy that wasn’t supposed to be my real date. Whether it’s Jamie or Nathan back in freshmen. We finally cut her off by excusing ourselves to living room to catch up shows from Netflix. We end up watching the last episode of How I Met Your Mother.

“So, my friend called me today.” Niall informs.

“Yeah? Who is it?” I adjust myself laying my head on his chest.

“He’s from London, well, he has been staying here for atleast three weeks. And the others are catching up here like in two days.” He says, staring up at the ceiling. “They are like, my bestfriends.”

“Well, you should meet up with them!” I tap his arm that is securing my waist. We do this most of the time we spent together. Other than that, we usually get ourselves dinner or having some time by watching television or movies. We are like a movie couple freak. We watch every kinds of movies and discuss them all after we move on to another. Most of the movies, we spent over a zombie movie. Maybe he’s more like my zombie apocalypse partner.

“Louis that has been here for three weeks is still going to be busy, so, we figured to catch up when Louis is free. I tried to meet Louis but he wouldn’t let me.” He shrugs.

“Then that what makes him he’s busy like crazy.” I nod. 

“By the way, once they arrived here, we are going to a local club. And, maybe you would like to come?” Niall asks me, pulling me closer into him as his eyes flicker from the tv, to me.

“Of course, I would love to come, Niall.” I chuckle.

“And, well, I kind of bought you a dress for you.”

“What?”

“Yeah, just in case, you don’t have one. I still have it though.” He grins.           

“Niall, thank you.” I hug him closer and kiss his thincold lips. He kisses back with such passionate and trace his kiss through my skin to my jawline and makes his way to my neck. Sending shivers to my whole body, causing the vibrate to spread. I moan at the bliss as he sucks at the delicate skin.

“Ssshh. Be quiet, we don’t want to wake your mom.” He whispers on my ear before sucking my skin against another spot. I giggle at his attempt. We end up watching Full House and when I start to get sleepy, he gently leads me to my room. He covers me with the multi-layers of comforters and he snuggles up into me.

I wake up and stretch my body as to my realization, the scent I always get when I get up isn’t there. Niall isn’t in my bed. I look over the time and it’s still 8 a.m. It’s weird, he usually wakes up an hour after I do. I crawl out of bed and my eyes flicker to a strand of white rose and a little note on my bedside table. I don’t know if it’s weird or creepy, never in my life I have ever gotten a flower before and I think it’s too cheeky. I shrug it off and smell the flower instead. It smells amazing and I can’t stop smiling from the thought that Niall gave me this. I open the little note, revealing Niall’s ugly handwriting. It feels like a 10 year old boy gave me a romantic note.

“I’ll be back at 12, go get ready.

Love you,

Niall.”

I smile at how he gives me a flower and how he says Love You. It’s just a simple words but it gets into me. I love him, I really do. I don’t know why I don’t want to express it to him. The last time I said those words, the sooner people left me. It suddenly hit me in the head to save it to yourself. I watch the sequel of Carrie Diaries on Netflix and then move on to watch Friends afterwards. It takes 2 hours just to catch up their shows. I quickly get ready and put on my tight white long sleeve crop top and match it up with my high waisted ripped skinny jeans then my high top white converse. Since it’s a bit chilly outside, I slide into my navy jacket. I put my hair into a ponytail and rush down through the stairs to make myself a simple breakfast since my mom has gone to church. I pour myself milk when the doorbell rings. A cue that Niall is here to pick me up. He’s an on timed guy, I have to confess. I open the door, revealing Niall with his grey v-neck tee and his usual black skinny jeans. He grins at me widely before I leave him standing there to put my dirty dishes on the sink.