"You might not believe me but I love you." Niall tells me while moves his finger on my arm.
I turn to my other side to face him. "We've only known each other for a little over a month." I tell him, but it does feel much longer.
"Doesn't it feel like we've known each other for our entire lives though?" He says like he read my mind.
"Yeah." I lean over and kiss him on the temple.
"I was wondering....well since we're basically adults and" oh no, oh no... "we kinda already live together....I was wondering if you wanted to move in together."
"Like in our own apartment?"
"Yeah."
"Are you sure it would work out? Like how would we pay bills and stuff. Buy our own furniture even?"
"It would be fine. I could pay for a lot of it actually. I had a great job back in Ireland and I saved up all the money and now I have a decent job here."
"I hope you know I have to pay for some of it too, considering I'd be living there and that I have all the money in the world."
"You do not." He moves closer on the bed to me.
"Have you seen this house? It's just because my uncle is the manager for some place. I don't even know what it is."
"True, but I think the man should pay for everything."
I lie my head down next to where his arm is propping his head up. "The woman should work also." I point out.
"Okay. I'll do it however you want to as long as you promise you'll move in with me."
"I promise."
"Awesome." He kisses my cheek before lying on his back. "Good night."
"Good night." I close my eyes and cuddle up to him.
He must think I'm asleep because he takes his phone out and starts texting. What the hell?
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FanfictionLove, what is it? Does love have a definition or is it a opinion upon someone else? How is love fun when you get hurt in the end? How is love fun when you have never known the feeling?