When we wake up we are both starving. Niall orders us room service and we move to the living room to wait.
Niall lies back on the couch and pulls me to sit between his legs. I lie back against him. My head on his chest. He's tenderly leaving traces up and down my arms with his fingers. It feels so comfortable to relax with him like this. So natural, so perfect. Niall starts to speak. I can't see him but I can hear the emotion in his voice. "Becca, I just want you to know...I..." A knock at the door interrupts whatever he was trying to say. I move so that he can get up. I grab his hand though. "Hold on, what were you going to say?" I ask. Niall looks nervous. "Just that I'm really happy." He gives me a kiss and then heads to the door.
I believe him when he says he's happy. However I feel like he was wanting to say more.
We enjoy our meal out on the balcony. I'm not even sure what time it is. Time doesn't seem to matter right now. We both finish everything on our plates. Obviously its been awhile since we last ate and we've worked up quite an appetite.
After we've relaxed on the balcony for awhile, Niall suggests we take a walk to the Eiffel Tower.
"That sounds nice, but I'd like a shower first." I say.
A naughty grin appears on Niall. "Great. I'll join you."
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Better Than Words (Niall Horan)
FanfictionNiall and Becca seem perfect for each other. Is it too good to be true or could they have a love story that's Better Than Words?
