A Walk in the Park. (A Niall Horan fanfic.)

Chapter 8.

"Kaelah.. Babe? What is it?" Niall said to me concerned. I didn't want him to think I was upset so I straightened up, smiled and simply said "nothing" His concerned look still there but he backed off and said ok.

"So you guys going?" Liam asked.

"Nah we will stay behind and watch some movies here. You guys better go to catch up with Kayla and Harry." Niall said in a smooth tone. I walk of to the terrace and look at how beautiful the night was. I realized, not everything is the same in Ohio. It can be a beautiful place, you just got to go looking for it.

"Okay well call us if you need us. We will talk to you later." Liam says.

"Have fun at the movie." Niall said as he walked Louis and Liam to the door and closes it. I hear foot steps coming my way and turn around. Niall walks to me, put his hands on my hips and swiftly picked me up and twirled me. I laugh look into his eyes. Niall set me down, wrapped his arms around my back, causing my arms to rest on his shoulders.

"You are so beautiful Kaelah. I've been waiting to say that to you all night." He said looking deep in my eyes. I could melt. Right here right now.

"Thank you so much. Niall I feel like I've known you. Like we have been together." I say, almost choking on my words.

" I want that. I want you to be mine. I know I only met you today but I want this. This moment because I'm so happy." He was right. This beautiful moment has given me so much happiness. I wouldn't ask for anything other than this moment in time. He slowly leaned down and rested his forehead to mine. I feel his breath fanning out across my face. I want to kiss him. This is torture. I lean up a bit when I hear someone at the door. We separate and Louis walks in.

"Sorry kids," Louis said grabbing the keys from the counter, "have fun!" He said as he walked out the door. I look back at Niall and before I could blink his lips were connected to mine. His hands planted to both sides of my face, his thumbs softly rubbing to my cheeks. He departed from my face and said the words that I've been wanting to hear for most of my life. Niall Horan the person I've loved forever stands in front of me.

"I love you.." He whispers, forehead still resting to mine.

" I love you too." This was a perfect night. We called room service. And sat on the comfy couch. I went to the movie stand and grabbed five movies for him to pick from.

"You'd pick 'she's the man' over 'the fault in our stars?'"

"Yes, I'd rather not cry in front of you"

"Niall.. You kill me." (You'd think that was me who said they didn't want to cry.) we watched our movie and cuddled to rest of the night. I slowly drifted to sleep and the last thing I remember was Niall kissing my forehead and saying he loves me.