You're still the one (Niall Horan fanfiction)

chapter 23

Today was the day. The day we had planned to fly back to Adelaide. It had been 3 days since i have spoken to Justine. One part of the conversation still bothered me. Logan. It bothered me she had spoken to him.. and she sounds really suss about it all. I thought, as a shoved more clothes into my suitcase.. There was no point dwelling over it because I knew I was probably just being stupid. I wasn't sure why it even bothered me so much? I am with Niall, have been for nearly 7 months. I love him more than anything in the entire world, but something about Logan just makes me...

"Stay still." A voice growled into my ear as two huge hands covered my eyes making me jump. But as soon as a jumped Niall burst out laughing, in return making me laugh.

"You could never rob something, you'd just start laughing and then everyone would know who it was!" I managed to say through my giggles. He just continued laughing and i just shook my head as a folded another shirt to place it in my suitcase. Niall grabbed me around the waist and tackled my onto the bed.

"Niaaall!" I whined frustrated after i realised he has just messed up all my folded clothes to pack.

"What?" He replied innocently, tucking my hair behind my ear.

"Look at what you tackled me on!" I groaned. He rolled over slightly feeling beneath his side. His expression changed into a smirk as he grabbed something and pulled it out. My red lacey bra. of course, out of everything he managed to grab that.

"Well-" He began to say before i interrupted him-

"No! that was not what i meant! You messed up all my piles of clothes i need to pack!" I sat up and placed my face in my hands. He can be so frustrating at times.

"It's just somes clothes baby,  i can help fold 'em again, relax." He grabbed my arm and tried to pull me back down to him but i just shook him off and stood up.

"No Niall, i wont relax." I shouted, turning around to face him. His expression was shocked. "The plane leaves in 4 hours, and we need to be there in 2. You'll help me you reckon? You probably haven't even done your own suitcase yet!" I rushed out. He cocked an eyebrow and nodded in agreement. I just continued rambling on, "Sometimes Niall, you're just so frikken-!" Next thing i knew Niall was standing infront of me with his lips crashed on mine. The kiss stunned me at first but almost automatically I returned the kiss. My fingers laced into his dirty blonde hair and he pulled me closer towards him chest. Kisses with Niall were intense almost always, filled with love and passion- like we could never be close enough to each other, never wanting it to end. But eventually it has to and i'm always left breathless and light headed.

He pecked me once more after the kiss finished and smiled, showing his teeth that were still covered with his braces. I felt my eyes studying the little brackets that were glued to his white teeth.

"Two more weeks and they're gone! Finally!" He sounded excited but insecure at the fact i had been staring at them.

"I think you're perfect, with or without them Ni, you know that." My focus went back to his eyes which were already staring into mine. He bent down and placed another kiss upon my lips.

"NIALL!" a screeching noise came from the doorway. The kiss broke and we looked up to see Louis standing in the doorway,

"Do you two ever stop with the PDA!?" He stomped his foot in frustration.

"Um, you're in my bedroom?" I snapped back.

"Yeah! but i come to see Niall and of course you too are making out!" He stamped his foot again reminding me of a little kid having a tantrum.