His Summer Love (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter Twelve~

<Niall's POV>

"What took so long?" Louis asked, clearly annoyed. He's pretty impatient.

"Nothing," I answered simply, suppressing my smile.

"You're lying," Liam smirked "What happened?"

"Nothing!" I answered again, grinning.

"That certainly didn't look like nothing. What happened?" Zayn asked pushing my shoulder lightly.

"I just... Asked her out," I confessed quietly.

"You WHAT?" The boys practically screamed.

"Really? You asked her out?" Louis asked.

"Like, on a date?" Harry added.

"Yes, on a date. Tomorrow after the interview," I explained.

There was a moment of silence.

"Niall... That's great," Zayn smiled, breaking the silence.

"We're proud of you. We know how scared you are of a relationship," Harry explained.

"Are you sure though? We know you promised you wouldn't date unless you were completely sure you found the one," Liam asked.

Liam was right. I made that promise to myself. No dating until I was sure I found the girl I wanted to spend the rest of my life with..

"Honestly.. I believe she is," I answered with a smile.

"Awwwwww, so sweet," Louis teased.

"Well this sucks!" Harry cried.

"How so?" I laughed.

"You asked out Uche before I asked Nikki," Harry pouted.

"Better do it before someone else does," Zayn teased.

"Don't joke like that!" Harry gasped.

"Besides we all know I'll be asking Samara out before you'll ask Nikki," Zayn smirked.

"Is that a challenge?" Harry asked.

"Ladies ladies calm down," Louis laughed.

"But what about Modest? You know the contract with Demi is almost settled," Liam frowned.

"I'm trying not to think about that," I sighed.

"It'll be tough on you guys," Liam added.

"No sacrifice will be too big," I commented.

"You're really serious about her aren't you?" Zayn asked.

"I am," I smiled.

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What happened to me? Seriously. I've shut my heart to the world all these years. I was certain I wouldn't come close the the emotion I feel now for a long while. But then I met her.

Uche.

I wish I could explain the amount of joy I get when Im with her. All I want is to reach out and hold her. Hug her. Kiss her. To show the world that she is mine.

I was never a believer in love at first sight, but I know I felt something when we first met. Right off the bat. Her quirky attitude, witty comments, and sudden smiles grabbed my attention. She held me captivated.

With this sea of emotions raging within me I find it difficult to function around her. I'm distracted by the mere feeling of her next to me. I find myself getting lost in her smile or the way her eyes light up when she laughs.

I want her. I want her all for my own. I don't want anyone else to look at her like I do. I don't want anyone to hold her like I do. I want her to need me nd me alone. This feeling of control and possession burned deep within me.

It takes a lot of self control to not take hold of her and show her all of these emotions. To make it completely clear about my feelings.

I love her.

But. Even though these feelings burn within me, my fear of rejection follows me like a shadow.

What if she doesn't feel the same?

What if she loves someone else?

What if my feelings scare her and I lose her?

Thoughts like me prevented me from asking her out earlier.

I don't know where the sudden burst of adrenaline came from that I used to ask her out, but I'm finally on my way to making her mine.

I love you, Uche. One day, you'll be mine. One way or another.

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