Temptations [Niall Horan]

Chapter 38

Niall's POV

"Wake up!" Her voice sweetly mumbled, coaxing me out of my slumber.

I open my eyes, only to see Ronnie straddling me, a smile on her face. Glancing at the digital clock on the bedside table, I notice that it's only 10 am.

"Mm whaaaat?" I groan, closing my eyes, covering them with my hands.

"I want you to wake up and talk to me!" She sings, kissing my chin. I can't help but smile whenever she kisses me.

It reminds me that she is mine and only mine.

"What is there to talk about?" I ask, removing my hands and looking into her gorgeous blue eyes.

"Last night."

My stomach churns.

Fuck.

She wasn't supposed to hear me last night, and man was I embarrassed.

"What about it?" I ask, resting my hands on her hips.

"Niall... Don't play stupid with me. About your voice. And the way you held Emily was just like... It looked like you were a father."

My eyes widened at her words.

A father?!

I wasn't ready to be a father if this was where she was going. "Ok so what about it then?" I ask.

She groans, rolling off me. Before she can exit the bed, I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her into me, and trapping her against my chest.

"I don't know... I guess I'm just trying to say, your voice is beautiful, Niall. Quite frankly, I don't know why you haven't gone out to an agent or something. It really is brilliant. And the kids... Niall you made me cry last night because you showed me how loving you were. That's what I've wanted all along. I don't give a damn about how tough you are. I love you for you... And that was you last night. Not some big, tough, scary, criminal..." She trailed off, kissing my chest.

My skin began to tingle as she kissed from my chest to the base of my neck. Her lips continued to trail upward and sucking and licking my skin softly. I could feel the smile on her lips as she kissed all over my jaw.

But no matter how good this felt, one thing was stuck in my mind...

Did she really mean what she said? Could she actually care less about how... Tough I was?

I was torn between a rock and a hard place. To be honest, I'd wanted to be myself all along.... But I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

I cleared my throat, holding her tightly against me.

"You... You really liked it? The way I held her? I-I mean... How much did you see?"

Her lips continued their ascent up my jaw.

"Everything... I saw everything. My favorite was when you kisses her hand, where she fell..."

My heart sank, my mind rewinding back to that moment. I replayed the incident in my head, a frown etched on my face.

I'd been worried.

I had been so afraid.... I didn't know if she would be okay... She's a cute kid, one of my favorites. I couldn't bare to see her hurt like that, the poor kid.

"Alright, listen. I... I mean... This has got to be our secret, Ronnie, ya understand? The singin, the kissin, the cuddlin, all of it. I can't have people thinkin... Well... I can't have people thinkin-"

She smiled at me, rolling her eyes.

"Our secret. I promise."

I sighed with relief, hugging her tightly.

"Good, now-"

"Ah!" She interrupted, placing her finger to my lips, "on one condition..."

I huffed as she removed her finger, nervously rubbing her sides.

"Yeh?"

"You have to truthfully tell me... Did you write that song?"

My eyebrows knit together, my heart rate increasing.

"Yeh... I did. Why?"

Shit.... She knows. But I can't fucking tell her! Please don't ask, please don't ask, please don't-

"Who was it about?"

Fuck.

I ran a hand through my hair shyly, coughing into my fist.

"Erm... Well funny story, that, uh.... See I.... I mean...."

"Don't you dare lie to me..." She smirked, a knowing look in her eyes.

Curse this woman.

"Uh... Well... Ya see it was about.... You.... It was about you..." I reluctantly mumbled, turning to look away.

Silence filled the room for a moment, before she took my face in her hands, looking me in the eye.

"Me? It was about me?" She asked.

I nodded, the heat rising to my cheeks.

I was surprised when I saw the tears fill her eyes, a smile sliding across her lips.

"Oh, Niall..." She whispered, her thumbs softly caressing my cheeks.

Oh well. May as well tell her.

"It um... Was about how you make me feel. About how you taught me to love again, by loving me, something not many people have done..." I took a breath, gathering my thoughts before I resumed.

"It was about how I'm afraid... Afraid to mess it all up. Afraid to get too attached, in case you... Incase you find someone else. And I don't want to have to miss you... I want to be with you forever, baby."

Without warning, her lips found mine.

My arms wrapped tightly around her, our lips molding and crashing together desperately.

I loved this woman. I fucking loved her with all of my being.

We pulled away moments later, both of our breathing ragged.

"I love you. I'm never, ever leaving you. You're the only one I want, Ni."

I smiled, pressing my forehead to hers.

"Good," I whispered.

We laid in silence a bit, enjoying each others company, until the sound of the front door opening caught my attention.

"We're home!" My mum called, footsteps shuffling through the door.

I huffed in response, looking warily at Ronnie. But she didn't hold the same expression, a small smile gracing her face.

She got up, walking downstairs.

The sound of her conversing with Mum echoed up the stairs a few moments later.

I couldn't help but lie there and think about how happy she made me. She was so beautiful, so loving... I cherished her. Every fucking bit of her.

And the more I thought about it....

The more I was sure I wanted to keep her in my life. Forever.

So why the fuck was I so scared?