Rumor Has It (HIATUS)

Chapter 27

-Niall's POV-

Around 6:15, I pulled into the parking lot of the park near Lauren's house. I got out of the car, and took 3 long strides to get to her side, to open the door for her.

"After you, my love."

She giggled, and intertwined our fingers. "Thank you kind gentleman."

We laughed, as I led her to a far corner in the park. "Wait, where are we going?" she asked as we came to a forest like section of the park.

"Just trust me." I said covering her eyes, and leading the way. After about 10 seconds, I felt her relax.

I led her through the woody area, whilst cover her eyes with my hands, until we came to a little meadow.

"You can look now." I said, uncovering her eyes.

I heard her gasp. The meadow was beautifully adorned with candles surrounding a picnic blanket. On the blanket, was a picnic basket, and my guitar.

"Wow..." she choked out.

"You like it?" I asked, hopeful.

"No...I love it Niall. This is honestly so beautiful."

"Just like you."

She searched my face, for a hint of doubt, but when she didn't find one, she looked down.

"Why don't you ever believe me?" I asked.

"I do, it's just—sorry."

"It's alright." I took her hand, and led her to the carpet, and we sat down. I picked up my guitar, and just played a few notes from (pick a song, I don't really know what to put here), as Lo pulled out two cupcakes from the basket, and handed me one.

She was halfway through her cupcake, when she said, "Niall, today was just absolutely amazing. I just... I have no words, honestly. I feel like I'm Jasmine, and you're Aladdin, and I'm just exploring a whole new world with you."

"So you're calling me a thief and a street-rat?" I asked smirking.

"No silly. You know what I mean."

"I know, babe."

She kissed my cheek.

That made me feel warm on the inside. "Well I'm glad you enjoyed it. I wanted to make every second we had together special."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"I almost forgot! I got you something!" she said, rummaging through her bag, and then handed it to me. It was a small wrapped gift.

"What is it?"

"Open it." She said, looking like a 5-year old on Christmas.

I opened it, and began laughing.

"What?" she asked confused.

I handed her a small box, and told her to open it. She began laughing too. I gave her the EXACT same bracelet, except the bracelet I gave her had my name on the front. "Great minds think alike." I said, chuckling.

"True, true." She said, as she helped me fasten my bracelet and I helped her with hers.

I lied down on my back, and pulled her down with me. She laid her head on my chest, but I could tell something was bothering her.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing." She replied a little too quickly.

I waited, thinking she'll talk about it when she wants.

"It's just... you could've easily chose Phoebe, but you chose me. Why?"

I sat up abruptly, as did she, and I pulled her onto my lap making sure she was facing me.

"Lo, hear me out when I say this: NOBODY compares to you. Only you can make me smile with just one glance my way. Only you can turn my bad days into great days. I love the way you make failed attempts at telling jokes. I love dimple on your temple when you smile (A/N: I have a dimple on both my temples, but I definitely don't think of myself as Lauren. Pffttt...) I love the way you wrinkle your nose. I love the way your eyes change from blue to an almost hazel color. I love the way you just light up when you see me. I love how understanding you are. I love how you're so beautiful, but you don't even know it. I just love you, Lauren. The way you are now, is perfect. Don't ever change."

Tears began to form in her eyes. I kissed her nose, and started to play "Fly With Me" by the Jonas Brothers, and began singing.

"If it's you and me forever,

If it's you and me right now that'd be alright

Be alright.

We're chasing stars to lose our shadows,

Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine,

So won't you fly with me."

We shared a kiss and just sat there. She had her arms around my neck and her forehead pressed against mine, and I snaked my arms around her waist.

"I love you Lauren Michelle Miller."

"I love you more Niall James Horan."

"No, I love you more." I retorted, as a smile began creeping onto her lips.

"Ugh, we both love each other more, okay?"

"How does that work?" I asked, laughing.

"I'm not exactly sure yet, but just go with it." She said laughing. 

We laid back down, her head on my chest, and my arms around her. I want to stay like this forever.