Am I Niall Horan's Princess? (1D fanfic)

Chapter 11

[Niall]

I ran into the hotel room where all the guys were and jumped on top of them on the couch.

"What is it boy?" Zayn said like I was a dog

"Kim in moving to London for four months to do some modeling! I'll get to see her all the time and she's going to live with me and sleep with me!"

"Sleep?"

"Yea Liam as in at night you sleep."

"Oh alright."

"This is like a sign guys, I knew she was my princess!"

I was no longer sad about getting on the plane cause I knew Kim was going to be in London the next day. I hoped up the steps onto the jet and ran to a window seat. I haven't dated anyone since the band formed. Things went around like I just can't find the right girl, and I use I'd rather stay at home then find a girlfriend. It was true until I met Kim. I was hoping to marry a Directioner, , I just needed to find the right one.

I talked to Kim before I got on the plane and she said she could live with me. We talk about a lot of personal stuff which is really cool. We are not afraid of each other reacting badly. I told her our management was strict and how they don't want us to date. She said her management doesn't care about her reputation as long as she kept bringing in money and wasn't to drunk to model. So she guesses they think she will be a drug addict or something.

After thinking over my life for the last couple says, we finally get back to London. I love my mates but I head home straight away. I know my flat looks like crap and I really want it to look good for Kim. I sweep, mop dust and wash all my dirty dishes and clothes. I have never been so eager to clean in my whole life. When I'm done with the rest of the place, I move onto my room. I make room in my closet and a couple drawers. I clean up the bathroom and give her some space. After I change the covers on the bed, I flop into a near chair and sigh. I have never cleaned this much in my life and I'm almost 20. It was worth it though. A castle fit for my princess.