you and Niall have been together for about 6 years now and you are finally married! you literally just got married like 2 hours ago and you are currently at your reception having the time of your life! however, all you could think about the whole time, even during the actual wedding, was the honeymoon. as shallow as it sounds, you couldn’t get it out of your head.
Niall won’t tell you where you guys are going and it is killing you not knowing where you are going! good thing the reception is almost over and you will be leaving bright and early in the morning.
*after reception/ at home*
“so.. where are we going??” you asked hoping he was feeling giddy now that you are officially a married couple.
“you will find out tomorrow.” Niall said with a grin, slipping under the covers besides you. you rolled your eyes with frustration.
“why won’t you tell me!?!” you say pouting your lips, you were sick of not knowing the destination. you didn’t even know what to pack for the trip, so you just packed everything you might need.
Niall giggled and shook his head at your lack of patience. this only made you more frustrated.
“because i want it to be a surprise. i want it to be special.” Niall said taking your hand in his and kissing the top of it.
he let go, not saying another word about the trip tomorrow morning. turning over and pulling the blanket up a little, he switched off the lamp on the bedside table. defeated, you turned over and switched off your lamp.
“i love you, Mrs. Horan.” Niall whispered in your ear, as he was now spooning you lovingly. you sighed, not being able to keep your self from smiling at your new name.
“i love you too, Mr. Horan.” you said cuddling into Niall even closer.
you were both exhausted, so it took about 5 minutes for you both to be totally knocked out. you stayed spooning until morning when you were forced to get out of bed and take a flight to your unknown destination.
*after flight/ arriving at the destination*
Niall had made sure that you wouldn’t find out where you were going, arranging for the flight to be private. as in on a private jet with just the two of you, leaving you to puzzle over where you were going to be all alone.
after an excruciatingly long flight, you finally arrived. walking out of the jet, hand in hand with Niall, you still had no idea where you were.
“ok this is getting real damn old. where the fuck are we Niall?” you said glaring at him a little.
