She's The One (A Niall Horan FanFic)

34: Paris Nights

CHRIST THE LORD HAS RISEN TODAY! ALLELUIA! 🙏

Aannnnnnddddd April Fools day 😂

(two of the days that passed that I didn't publish :( )

Okay guys... News for y'all.

Im going to be writing only about 40 chapters total for this story.. So it's almost over :(

But you guys should comment if you want a sequel or not.. And we STILL need some ship names!!

Okay well comment ship names and if I should do a sequel and which couple it should be for... This one was supposed to focus on Niall and Avery but it turned into both of them.. If I should so a sequel, which couple? Or both? And SHIP NAMES.

Alright well SHOUTOUTS:

Fallen: SydneyRovner

Twisted: bgfang12

Small World: AlyssaMoots

Story Of Us: PreetiRPatel

Dream: Ishyabelle

A Niall Horan Love Story: Ishyabelle

A NEW ONE:

Irresistible: Love Finally Found : MariaClark9

Read those.

And now on with my new chappy! Hope everyone likes it! (:

~Rachael Anne ❤ xx.

Chapter 34: Paris Nights

(NIALL'S POINT OF VIEW)

Avery and I had finally made up. My heart, mind, soul, and life was complete again. I loved that girl with all my heart, hell would have to freeze over before I let her go.

It was time to take her out for a date again. We had made up and I needed to make it up to her. I may be in over my head, but I liked what I had planned.

A couple more weeks had passed and we were in France. Paris, France. It was gorgeous, AND it was 'the City of Love'. I was about to hold it up to its name.

I slipped my key through the room door and I gained my entry. She was almost done getting ready, from what I could tell. Grabbing jewelry and spraying perfume, stuff guys didn't have to worry about.

"You almost ready babe?" I asked as she rushed around looking for things. She was a very, very busy bee.

"Um.." She trailed off, almost as she didn't hear me. "What, Ni?"

"Never mind. Done covering yourself up?" I asked once I had her attention.

"What are you talking about? My clothes? I need clothes to go out, Niall James."

"Whoa, using my middle name. And no I mean all the makeup and perfume, lotion, other girly crap. Covering up yourself up. You're already beautiful!" I pulled her into me and snaked my arm around her waist. She really did look beautiful.

She wore a sexy, flowy red dress. Sparkles all over it. And then her shoes? Red pumps that made her almost as tall as me. She was about 5'3" and I was 5'7". Now she didn't have to stand on her tiptoes to kiss me.

I bent my head down and softly kissed her red lips. A little bit of lipstick rubbed off on me.

She giggled. "Your, well, here..." She rubbed her finger across my lips and got the lipstick off.

I grinned at her. "What would I do without you?"

"We tried that, remember."

"I know, and it didn't work well," I said feeling bad.