Last First Kiss (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction) (*ON HOLD*)

Chapter Twenty

"Morning!" Niall chirped as I walked into the kitchen, running a hand through my greasy hair. I hated the way my hair would get greasy barely twelve hours after I'd washed it! It was so annoying! I walked up to Niall and hugged him from behind before kissing him on the side of his neck.

"I'm gonna' go have a shower? That okay?" I asked him, stroking his waist as I did so.

"Yeah, I'll save you some breakfast." He told me.

"Yeah, yeah. I'd love to see you attempt that. You just wouldnt be able to resist, Niall." I laughed, kissing him again and walking out of the room. We were both acting as if we had totally forgot the occurences and horrible truth about the night before. Well, it wasnt completely horrible. In fact, it was great that the worlds biggest boyband were touring. There was just one negative and everyone knew what that was. I climbed into the luxurious shower and clicked the water on. Shit! I'd forgotten to tale my shampoo and stuff into there! Damn! Was I really going to have to use Niall's men stuff? Ha, no bloody way! (Not that it didnt.make Niall smell nice, by the way.)

"NIALL!" I yelled. What? I was right at the top floor of the house and he was probably so into his food that he couldnt here a thing. Plus, the shower was on which added extra noise. "NIALL! COME HERE A SECOND!" I yelled again. A couple of seconds later, I heard Niall quickly running up the stairs in his bare feet.

"Yes, my beautiful?" He asked, playing with the shower curtain from behind it.

"Can.you go and get me my shampoo, conditioner, body wash, shower gel and all that, please?" I asked him sweetly.

"Sure." He replied, going into the bedroom and getting my bathroom bag out. "Er, which one? There's millions in here! How much stuff do you.need.for gods sake!" I could hear the grin on his face as he rummaged through it, picking out stuff and giggling as he read them.out.

"Just get any and I grabbed everything from the shelf!" I protested.

He marched back in with completely different makes of shampoo,. conditioner and loads of other bottles. I rolled my eyes and smirked as he took them. So disorganised!

"You okay now? Got everythiing?" He asked me,. playing with the shower curtain. I swear he was going to yank it away any second then.

"Fine. I swear, if you pull that back Niall....." I warned him.

He sighed. "Aw!" He moaned.

"I mean it." I tried to sound as scary as possible and failed, making him laugh.

"Okay! Okay! I'm going to eat now!" He sauntered out of the bathroom as he said that.

Half an hour later...

I marched down the stairs with a towel around my body and my hair scooped up messily also in towel on my head. "Where are my clothes?!" I asked him.

"Dont know." He shrugged with a mouthful of something in his gob. His eyes were fixed on the televison but I saw a glint of something there. I waltzed up to him and he got into a defending position, putting his hands over the top of his head as if I a bomb was going to drop on him. "Behind the bedroom door in that little box with the purple flowers on it!" He babbled.

I punched him in the arm lightly and then paused. "Er Niall?"

He looked up slowly. "Yeah."

"Why do you have a purple flower box?" I asked him. Did he know what gender he was?

"Oh. I, um."

"Yes?" I signalled for him to carry on.

"Thought that you might like tp use it for something. I've been planning you moving in for the last week or so. Sorry for not telling you first. I just didnt really know how to come up with it." He looked down at my hand and brought it to his lips before looking up at me and laughing as I suddenly realised I was still in towel.

"So why did you just put my clothes in there?!" I asked him, looking at him weirdly.

"I actually dont know. I just wanted to play a prank or something and that was the only thing I could think of." He replied.

"Okay. Random." I rolled my eyes and started making my way back up the carpeted stairs to retrieve my stolen clothes from the purple flower box.

Niall's P.O.V

Should I give Amy the present I got her yet or should I give her it at the date tonight? I thought to myself. Oh yeah, she didnt even know about the date either. I'd left a dark pink dress upstairs on the bed for her and I really hoped she liked it. All the people in the clothes shop were looking at me weirdly as I was picking out dresses and debating whether Amy would like them. Any dress in that shop would of suited her but whether she liked them was a different matter. In the end I just picked any and hoped for the best. I was going to make the rest of the time we had together like that worth it. I mean, we were still going to see each other but not as often and I just wanted her tp remember.....

About twenty minutes later....

Amy should of been done by now shouldnt she? Oh, Niall! I keep forgetting! Girls have to hair dry their hair, style it and do all that other crap as well first. I never really understand girls fully. Liam, Louis, Zayn and Harry all have sisters and I just have Greg. He's awesome though so that doesnt matter. What if she didnt like the dress? What if she hates it? Maybe it slipped under the bed and she hadnt even seen it yet. I ran up the stairs and into my room. Well, mine and Amy's now I suppose. Amy was sitting on the bed with her head bent, stroking the dress. So, she had seen it. She was touching it so that was a good sign. I thumped down next to her.

"Like it?" I asked her with a big grin.

"I love it." She nodded and then frowned.

"Are you sure?" I pressed. "I can go back and get the blue....." She frowned again. "Purple? Yellow? White?" I tried desperately.

"I love the dress, Niall. I really do." She still had her head bent. I gently lifted her chin up with my thumb and finger and looked into her eyes.

"What's the problem then?" I wondered.

"Nothing. There's no problem. I just dont want you to feel like you have to do this. I dont need gifts, dresses,flowers, chocolate. I love you for who you are and I always will, no matter what." She tried to explain.

"Yeah, I know but you need to be spoiled once in a while. I want to give you everything." I stroked her cheek.

"I've got the one thing I want." She kissed me lightly. "And I really do like the dress." She reassured me, her forehead against mine.

"Good because we're going on a date tonight." I informed her.

"Yeah, I kind of gathered that." She smiled at me and kissed me again.