I Will Always Love You - A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter Sixty Three

His head turns and his blue eyes meet mine, before he turns to face the wall again.

"Niall," I repeat.

He doesn't say anything.

I shut the door and go and stand directly in front of him, so his eyes are on my stomach. I notice he is shirtless. Ok, Charlotte, you're here to talk, not drool over him, I think, mentally slapping myself.

"Niall, I forgive you." It comes out as barely a whisper, but he could hear me because his eyes look at mine again.

"Why?"

"What? What do you mean why?" This is confusing.

"Why do you forgive me? I don't deserve it. Heck, I don't deserve you, Charlie." He says, his eyes filling with tears.

I push him back on the bed and crawl over the top of him. I have a leg on either side of his waist and a forearm on either side of his head, our faces inches apart.

"Shut up, ok? Stop saying you don't deserve me, because I know you do. You're all I want, Niall. If I can't have you, then I don't want to have anyone. Maybe you hurt me, but I have hurt you too. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. You know what? It will hurt me more if we break up. I love you, and I forgive you. Can you forgive me?"

"Of course I forgive you. I love you, Charlie, so fucking much."

"I love you too, Nialler."

His eyes flicker from my right eye to my left, then back and then down to my lips. He looks back into my eyes, as if asking for permission.

I smile, roll my eyes and move a little closer, so our noses are touching. 

He grunts, making me giggle. I inch forward and our lips graze. 

He brings his hands up to my face and closes the tiny gap between us.

His lips mold into mine, and they move as one. His thumb rubs against my cheek softly and I can't hold in the moan that escapes my lips.

Niall flips us over and lies comfortable between my legs.

"I've missed you," he whispers, kissing me again, "so much."

"I love you, Nialler," I pant.

"I love you, Charlie," he puts his lips to my jaw line, and starts kissing down my neck. When he finds my soft spot, he sucks lightly, causing me to moan. I feel his lips turn into a smile and he continues sucking. 

I flip us over again, so I am on top, and I kiss him hard.

He grunts when I put my tongue in his mouth, and I smile.

After a few minutes of snogging, I finally pull away and kiss his chin, then throat, and then chest. He moans and I put my lips to his again. 

"Can we come in now?" We hear Louis shout from the other end of the door.

They came in the hotel room? Time for a game.

I turn to Niall and wiggle my eyebrows, before moaning loud enough for the others to hear. "Yes, Niall! Oh my God, Yes!"

Niall covers his mouth to hold in the laugh.

"HA-HA, very funny! Now let us in!" Harry calls.

I kiss Niall once more, before getting of him and opening the door.

"Ah, nice hickey," Louis points out, and I put my hand to the place where the hickey is and blush.

They walk past me and hug Niall.

"Well, you can blame your best friend for giving me this hickey." I say, sitting on the bed with them.

"Harry, you gave her a hickey?" Louis jokes. "You have a girlfriend, dude!"

We start laughing and Harry plays along. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. Her neck was just right there, so I went for it."

By now were we in fits of laughter.

When we settled down, I sighed and said, "I love you guys!"

"We love you too, Kaci," Zayn smiles and I suddenly get pulled into a group hug.

"Aw, I wish the Liam was here so I could tell him I love him."

"Well, let's get going so you can do just that."

Niall grabs his stuff and we walk downstairs. He thanks the receptionist; hands back the key and grabs my hand as we walk outside where Louis has called a cab.

Ah, it's so good to have my hand in his again.