Time of Our Lives

Third Ending: In The End

*Bonnie’s POV*

Sitting outside of a photoshoot was me and Niall, talking to each other as we waited for our interviewer to come talk to us. After my huge debut on the Paris runway last month, I became a huge talk in the magazines. I guess Niall being by my side didn’t help either, once people learned of our relationship, they wanted to know every single detail about it. After a while, we decided we might as well do something to shut everyone up. For the fans, they say, but that was a load of shit. The pap would do anything to ruin our faces.

Niall and I smiled at the woman who took a seat in front of us. Cameras were on behind her, recording the interview. “Okay, so how about we start this interview?”

I nodded, feeling Niall taking my hand. “You two have been a couple for how long? Three years?”

“Four.” We both said, grinning at each other as we spoke at the same time.

“That’s well before you ever debuted yourself as a model, Bonnie.” She said, smiling up from her clipboard. “How did you two meet?”

I looked at Niall as I spoke, who smiled at me. “It was actually through a phone call. I was calling my best friend, Dakota. I was crying because a boyfriend of mine broke up with me. She somehow got Niall to sing to me. It cheered me up a lot.”

“So you met through the phone? You say Dakota, is she a friend of yours, Niall?”

“She’s Louis’s fiancé.” Niall answered.

“What about your first meeting face to face?”

Niall smiled upon laughing some. “It was on my birthday! I’ll never forget that day, I swear. The guys and I were hanging out at our usual place whenever her two friends came. I was shocked enough to see them, so it was a total surprise to see her come in right behind them.”

“The look he had on his face was priceless!” I added, laughing.

She asked the two of us many more questions and we answered as many as we could. There were even questions from fans that were quite interesting. Some were way too personal to even answer, some about the boy’s next tour, but Niall refused to answer anything about that also.

There were some that I actually found quite entertaining. “Niall, Bonnie’s a model, obviously, so don’t you ever get jealous of some of the guys she may have to work with? Or even if she has to wear… flashy clothing on the runway?”

Niall thought for a moment. “Well, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t… but, I trust her. I know there’s a difference between professional work and reality. I’ve watched her work before with men, though they get pretty close, she knows how to keep a professional front and stay at a distance.”

“Bonnie, why don’t you show us an example?”

“Of what?”

“Close shots. You can use Niall as your male partner.”

I thought. Hm, Niall being a model? He’s done photoshoots before, but nothing that consisted on true modelling. I grinned at him as I stood, forcing him to his feet. “Are you seriously going to make me?” He asked, slightly whining.

“Take off your shirt.” I said, pulling him in front of the white sheet where I was working before.

He looked at me in disbelief. “What?”

“Do it!” I said, grabbing the hem of his shirt, about to take it off myself.

He did, throwing it to the side. I was still wearing the clothes from the photoshoot before, which consisted of a mid-drift tank top and loose plaid shirt. I had low-rise shorts on with no shoes. I took Niall’s hands and he placed his thumbs through the loops on my hips and pulled me close. I reached up, placing on hand on his chest and the other resting on his shoulder to play with his hair. Our faces were really close, teasing for a kiss. Niall stared down at me and I just raised an eye at him. I looked at the interviewer, “And this is one pose. Only the other guy had more muscle.”

Niall gaped in shock. “You calling me fat?”

I snorted, poking his stomach. “As much as you eat, I’m surprised you’re not.”

A devilish grin came across his face. We both seemed to forget about the camera and woman watching us. He bent down, kissing me. He bit my lower lip, staring up at me. I had no idea what the hell happened to this boy the past few years, but he was starting to have a bad boy rockstar streak. Maybe I was rubbing off on him.

Not literally, but you get the drift.

The lady cleared her throat, feeling awkward to be witnessing this. Niall pulled back, but kissing the side of my neck before doing so. He walked back over to put on his shirt and we made our way back to our little seating area.

“Well, um, now that’s over with, let’s continue on.” The woman said, looking at her board.

Niall and I flashed each other a grin. We were always like this. We’ve been through so much together and with our friends. We loved each other and even if we weren’t engaged nor married like our friends, we knew being together now was enough. We wanted to experience life as it was now, we had so much to look forward to in our lives and we didn’t want to rush ourselves.

Everyone had something to look forward to in their life.

Niall and I were walking together, hand in hand as we walked the streets of London.

“I think after this tour, it might be the last for a while.” Niall said as we walked together.

“Why’s that? You boys are doing pretty well.”

Niall smiled. “Harry talked to us guys. It seems he and Kariann are trying to have a baby.”

I stopped in my tracks. “Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! What? A baby?”

Niall stopped as he turned around to face me, he scratched the back of his head. “Well, maybe trying isn’t the correct term…”

I stared at him, waiting for an answer. “They’re having one. He just found out the other day she was pregnant.”

I gaped, bringing a hand to my mouth. “Kariann having a baby? Oh my God! Why hasn’t she told me yet!?”

“She hasn’t told Dakota yet either, but I’m pretty sure Louis beat her to it.”

“I’m so happy I could just die. But why so soon? Shouldn’t they wait?” I asked.

“You know how Harry is when it comes to patience. He wants to experience everything as fast as he can with Kariann. He loves her, I think it’ll be alright.”

We started walking again. Niall noticed the thoughtful look on my face, “What are you thinking about?”

I shrugged. “I’m trying to imagine a mini Kariann and Harry.”

Niall laughed, trying to imagine it. “It could be us one day, you know?”

I smiled as we looked up, seeing the Big Ben not far off. “I think between the two of us, we’ll make some pretty good-looking kids, huh?”

Niall stopped me in his tracks before pulling me close to him. He kissed my forehead before bringing his lips near my own. “Not only that, but imagine their accents!”

I laughed as he brought his lips to mine.

I couldn’t wait.