bestfriends {nh au}

pt. 9

NIALL'S POV

Okay, but what the hell just happened? Macy just kissed me and told me she loves me. I'm having trouble comprehending this, in all honesty.

How could Macy Eileen Johnson possibly love a guy like me? A guy so plain and boring? I just don't get it. But that won't stop me from being happy as hell that she does.

I cup her cheek in my hand and smile. The pad of my thumb moves back and forth over the soft skin. "You're gorgeous, you know that?" I ask.

She rolls her eyes. "Niall...."

"Don't 'Niall' me. You're absolutely stunning, May." She blushes furiously and buries her head in my chest. "May?" She looks up at me. "How long have you known you're in love with me?"

She shrugs. "Ninth grade? That sounds about right. That's when I knew, though. I had been feeling it before then. Probably middle of eighth grade."

"Dammit." I curse quietly.

"Why?" She asks.

"It took me so damn long to figure out that I'm in love with you. It's quite embarrassing, really. See, I think I started feeling it middle of eighth grade, also. But, I didn't realize it until about two months ago. Because I'm obviously a dumbass." I laugh lightly, so does Macy.

"Niall, you're not a dumbass." She stops and looks like she's thinking. "Well, maybe you're a dumbass. But you're my dumbass." She grins, I, too, let a smile find it's way onto my face. "But, for real, I totally understand. Your first thought when you start feeling that isn't 'oh, I must be in love with my best friend since birth'. It's more of an 'I don't know what this is, but it's bound to go away'. And then when it doesn't go away, it gets even more confusing. That's okay, though, because you figure it out eventually."

"You may damn well be the wisest person I've ever met in my eighteen years on this earth." I inform her.

"What a nice compliment, thank you." She says all politely, perhaps trying to live up to her 'wise' reputation.

"Using manners now, I see?" I say.

"MANNERS!" She starts sing the Icona Pop song. "YOU BETTER RECONSIDER!" This could go on a while.

She finally stops and we both laugh it off before sitting down on my bed together, hand in hand.

"Macy, I know this is a really lame way to ask but, will you go to prom with me?" I ask nervously.

"Of course I'll go to prom with you Niall." She answers.

I smile big and kiss her again. There's really no words to describe how it feels to kiss her. It's like I just know. This is what true love feels like.

"And I'm gonna ask this question," She says once the kiss breaks. "Because I'm a confident feminist who believes in crushing gender stereotypes." She announces, laughing a little. I can't help but chuckle at her cuteness. "Niall James Horan, will you be my boyfriend?"

"Hell, yeah!" I say and we both laugh.

I engulf her in a hug, wrapping my arms around her tiny waist. I bury my face in her hair and breathe in. Now she's not only my best friend, but my girlfriend.

"Oh, and guess what? I get this stupid boot off tomorrow and I can practice again!" Macy grins.

"That's awesome!" I tell her. Suddenly she frowns. "What's wrong, babe?"

She wraps her arms around my neck. "I just feel bad. We literally just started dating. And now you have to share me with the track."

"It's okay, darling. I understand that you have to do this." I say.

"Yeah, but, Niall, I'm gonna be at the track all the time. You realize that, don't you? I have to prepare for regionals. And then if I go onto state from that I have to keep up all that practice. Are you sure you're okay with that?" She asks me.

Am I? Of course it's kind of a bummer but, I wouldn't want to hold her back.

"It's not ideal, of course, but I want you doing your best. And I don't wanna hold you back from that, Macy. So, I mean, yeah, it's okay. I can come visit you at the track sometimes, yeah?" I smile hopefully.

"Of course." She smiles. She kisses me again.

"Lips so good, I forget my name." I mumble as we pull away.

"What was that?" She asks.

"Oh, it's nothing, just a song I was kinda working on." I mutter, scratching the back of my neck.

"How long have you been working on it?"

"Since we kissed the other night." My face flushes with embarrassment.

"Oh, so you were writing about these lips?" She says, pushing her lips out, laughing at her own silliness.

"Exactly." I grin.

We kiss yet again. I put my hands on her cheeks as her hands go to my neck. We half walk, half stumble to my bed. Her back goes onto the mattress as our kiss gets more and more heated.

I pull away and look at her, both of us breathless. "Fuck, you're beautiful, May." I sigh before pushing my lips onto hers once more.

I slide my hands under her bum, pushing her farther onto the bed. Her head rests on my pillow as I feather kisses along her neck and jaw. She shivers as I nibble her earlobe. No one has ever kissed her like this and I'm in love with the fact that I get to be her first boyfriend.

She doesn't ever have to get used and heartbroken. Because I'm sure as hell never gonna hurt her and I'm set on not fucking this up so I can keep her forever.

We make out for a long time before I give her a final kiss on the lips, laying down next to her. I take off my t-shirt, handing it to Macy to put on to sleep in. She goes to the bathroom to change. I take off my pants, as well, being left in just my boxers.

Macy comes back in, the shirt stopping just below her butt. She climbs back into the bed and I wrap my arms around her. She snuggles into my chest and hums contentedly.

"Baby, you're like lightning in a bottle, I can't let you go now that I got it. All I need is to be struck by your electric love." I sing the familiar lyrics into her ear as her breathing steadies.