Just a Fan (Niall Horan)

Chapter 7

Niall's POV

I pulled out my laptop and clicked on Molly's Skype name. It rang a couple times before she answered it with a smile on her face. "Hi."

"Hey. Nice guitar. Going to play me a song?"

"Why would you guess that?"

"You've been writing songs with the boys and I'm assuming that you wrote one for me."

"Right you are."

"What's it called?"

"There's not a title yet."

"Okay. Are you going to play?"

"Yeah." I positioned my hands on my guitar correctly before starting to play.

(A/N: I'm not going to actually put a song here because I couldn't find the perfect one for their relationship.)

I finished playing and looked up at her. She smiled at me. "You wrote that for me?"

I nodded. "I thought it fit us."

"It does. It's perfect. I love it."

"But not as much as you love me, right?" I smiled cheekily.

"Of course not. I can't love anything as much as I love you."

"Neither can I, but food is a close second."

"And you just ruined the moment." She chuckled lightly.

"Didn't mean to. I miss you a lot."

"I miss you too. I can't wait for you concert." Her phone dinged and she looked down. "And neither can my sister."

I chuckled. "How much has she texted you about the concert?"

"Not much." She put her phone on her desk. "Are there any other songs that you've written about me?"

"We've only written a couple songs. There is another song that I think fits you."

"That you wrote?" I nodded. "What song?"

"You'll see." I smirked as I started to play Little Things.

"Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me

"But bear this in mind it was meant to be

"And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

"And it all makes sense to me."

She joined in with harmony. "I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile

"You've never loved your stomach or your thighs

"The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine

"But I'll love them endlessly

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth

"But if I do, it's you, it's you they add up to

"And I'm in love with you and all these little things

"You can't go to bed without a cup of tea

"And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep

"And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep though it makes no sense to me

"I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape

"You never want to know how much you weigh

"You still have to squeeze into your jeans, but you're perfect to me