Never Forget [book one]

Chapter Forty-Four

Chapter Forty-Four~

Rosaline's POV:

July, 16th & July 17th.♥ (1 of 2)

"What time is it?" I asked after I was able to breath again.

"Almost your birthday." Niall whispered against my lips, then began kissing me again.

I must admit, the closer it got to my birthday, the more exciting it got. To be able to spend it with Niall was just enough.

I pushed Niall off of me, climbing on top of him.

"Oh, really?"

"Really," he smirked, glancing at the clock.

He wouldn't of been able to see it if it weren't for the analog being able to glow in the dark.

The rest of the room was completely dark, aside from the moonlight that fell in through the small window.

"23:46"

Which in other words meant 11:46pm if you didn't see it as a 24hour clock like Niall did.

I just smiled, covering his lips with mine.

He pulled away to talk, but then I cut him off.

"Earlier, Addison made me write my name on her wrist, and every time I wrote it sloppy, she washed it off, and made me do it over. I was like..." I made a crazy face, not sure that he could see it well. "What?!"

Niall laughed at me, touching my cheek. "You're so adorable."

"Anyway, Tomorrow I think I'm just gonna sleep all day."

"No the hell you aren't."

"Fine." I laughed. "You can join me."

Niall laughed with me.

"Rosaline Marie Kendall." He tried to sound stern, pushing me back onto my back so that now he was ontop.

"Niall James Horan."

"You're not gonna sleep all day. End of story." He shrugged.

"It's just another day." I rolled my eyes.

Then he looked at me dumbfounded.

"Another day? It's the day that your mum went through blood, sweat, and tears to push your big ass head out." He laughed. "The day that you were brought in this world to meet a sexy guy like myself." He added a wink.

I giggled, as Niall put his hands down on either side of my pillow next to my head for self-support, then leant down to kiss me.

"Like I said... Just another day." I whispered against his mouth.

"Shut up." He whispered as he slightly bit my lip.

We kissed a tad more, then Niall rolled over next to me.

"Majority of the things you say is crap." I said, laughing while my back was now pressed to his chest, as we laid facing the window.

Niall gave me a breathily chuckled.

"If I said I love you, would that still be crap?"

"Indeed."

It was simple and barmy how he could make me forget anything and everyone. All the worries, bad memories, fears, horrid thoughts, all of it went away.

"Then I love you, silly girl."

It took me longer than expected to reply, because I was smiling like an idiot, and blushing.

"Love me back, stupid." The smile was apparent in his voice.

"I love you too, ugly." I laughed.

Then he kissed my neck, and made a countdown from 10 as we watched the clock.

"Happy Birthday, Rosie. 18 years, and many more."

I turned facing him, and kissed him. Our first official kiss of being legal. "We're finally the same age."

"Only for two months."

"So what?"

He pecked my lips. "Go to sleep."

"But, I'm not sleepyyyy."

"So..?" He laughed.

"It's my birthday. I'll do whatever I wanna do." I smirked, squeezing his cheeks together into a fish face

"You're right. You can have and do anything to want. Besides sleep the day away."

"You'll take me to the moon?"

"I could afford it, but I wouldn't. Why? Well... I'm not sure you can do that with out being trained. So, anything but that aswell."

Always killing the fun in every. Yep, that's Niall. My Niall.

"Anythingggg, you say?"

"Anything." He answered.

And in that moment I knew what I wanted.

Him.

I was ready... But for Niall. No one else.

To have his firm touch, rather than James' bone crushing, harsh touch.

Niall's soft, sweet, passionate kisses. Not James' hungry, dangerous kiss.

"I can have anythinggg I want?" I asked, for the umpteenth time.

"Anythinggggg." He answered for the umpteenth time, and kissed the tip of my nose.

"Then... then I want you." I kind of hesitated, fidgeting with the tips of my hair.

"You have me."

Then I blushed because he wasn't understanding what I meant, and I was too mortified to explain myself.

Fine. I guess I was going to have to show him what I meant.

I began kissing Niall then he pushed my shoulder down so that I was laying on my back, and got on top of me. "Oh, that's what you meant..."

I smiled. And yes, and this was the boy I was irrevocably in love with.

People would say, "What do kids know about love?"

Well, just enough in our case. Plus we'll learn more on the way...

"No." He said.

My smiled dropped and suddenly I felt embarrassed in a way to have been shot down. "I can't."

"W-why not?"

He half-smiled, "You're innocent."

That's what he thought.

I pulled his shirt collar, making him lean down to me, then I began kissing him.

"Rosaline." He said in syllables between our kisses. "I can't."

Yet he wasn't making an effort to stop kissing me.

"It's my birthday." I said as he rolled over next to me. I gave him a pleading look.

After about 60 seconds if contemplating, he sighed. "Are you sure?"

I nodded, then he begun kissing me. Positive. But little did Niall know that he wasn't my first. No matter how bad I wished he was.

There was no protection, because no one exactly knew this was gonna happen. Unless Niall took in Harry's footsteps, and started carrying condoms around in his wallet.

Addison's done guys a million times without condoms, and she's never been pregnant... What are the odds of me getting pregnant? Oh yeah, that's right... They're non-existent.