Scribbles (A Niall Horan fan fiction)

34) Pluto (RIP): Part Deux

“You were still you,” Niall said.  “I don’t care how many friends you had.  And I don’t care if the guys here were too stupid to take notice, but I’m glad they didn’t.  Now you’re all mine.”

            “Can you stop being so flawless?” I whined and buried my head into his shoulder.

            He just laughed and wrapped an arm around me.  We were quiet for a long time as he held me and we stared at the dark field below.

            “You know,” I said, “you were my first kiss.”

            “Really?” Niall asked.

            “Really.”

            “I wish I had known that,” Niall chuckled.  “I would have made it more romantic or something.”

            “Trust me,” I grinned.  “It was perfect.  You’re perfect.”

            “I was seriously your first kiss?” Niall asked.  I was flattered that he found this so hard to believe.

            “Yes,” I laughed.  “And my first boyfriend.  My first time.  My first love.  My first real guy friend, if we’re being totally honest.  My first everything.”

            “Wow,” Niall breathed.  “Now I’m glad I didn’t know.  I would have put way too much pressure on myself.  I hope I didn’t disappoint you.”

            “Are you kidding?” I laughed.  “I hope I  didn’t disappoint you.”

            “Impossible.”

            “Good.”

            “Hate to say it, but we should go,” Niall said.

            “Okay.”

            Niall stood and helped me up.

            “Thanks for showing me all of this,” he said.  “It really helps me to see you.  All of you.”

            “Glad you liked it,” I smiled.

            We kissed. 

            I dropped Niall off at his hotel and drove home in pure bliss. Camilla and Fiona were already home when I got there and we were all still too caught up on our perfect day to talk.  We just couldn’t stop smiling.

            I’m so fucking happy it hurts.

7 July, 2012

            And the surprises keep coming.  We’re going to Disneyland!  Yeah!

7 July, 2012, later

            I’m exhausted.

            The boys picked us up nice and early.  We went to this special area designated for celebrities which was really awesome.  Once there, we were provided with security and cast members in guest relations.  They wear plaid and act as our personal tour guides and help us with anything we need.  It’s crazy.

            At first we all stuck together as a group.  We entered Disneyland and the security created a rather large perimeter around us.  Almost every person we passed gasped, pointed, and shouted as us.  Even more people would just openly pull out their phone and take pictures of us.  And, once again, we had to be all smiles. 

            We went on Space Mountain as a group and I had to buy our picture because it was perfect and had everyone in it.  We walked around the park for awhile and took lots of group pictures.  Eventually, we realized traveling in such a big group was chaos.  We broke into three smaller groups.  Camilla and Liam went off with their own cast member and security.  Then Louis, Fiona, and Zayn went off.  Niall, Harry, Jenna and I all stuck together. 

            It was hard but we tried our best to ignore the fans and enjoy our day.  We went on all the rides and took as many pictures as possible, especially with characters.  Our cast member somehow managed to get us into the Blue Bayou, the restaurant in the Pirates of the Caribbean ride that normally has a two month waiting list.  So we ate lunch there which was awesome.  We also ventured to California Adventure and enjoyed all the new additions there, such as Buena Vista Street and Cars Land.  We went on all of the rides we could, including the most terrifying ferris wheel of all time.  You know how most ferris wheel carts are stationary and you just go in a circle?  Well, this ferris wheel has swingingcarts.  I’m too tired to explain what that entails exactly, but just know it’s terrifying.  The first time we swung, Harry and I both screamed while Jenna clung to the cart for dear life.  Niall just laughed. 

            Anyway, our whole group met up again to watch the fireworks.  Niall and I cuddled and held hands for the fireworks which was obviously really romantic.  Then we all bustled over to see Fantasmic. 

            We left around eleven.  I am now thoroughly exhausted.  But happy.

            The boys leave to continue their tour tomorrow so I had to say goodbye when we got back to my house.  I gave all of the boys a hug.  They all promised to keep in touch and told us they would see us soon.

            I’m too tired right now to function properly but I’m sure I’ll be more depressed about the boys’ departure when I wake up.