My Darling ♥

chapter 51

i just realised how beautiful of blue his eyes are. he was looking at me with such a blank expression, but his smile tells me enough. 

he lifts  my back and pushes me up right. he spins me again and i'm facing away from him, my back pressed against his chest. he spun me again, my feet carried me away form him. but his hand refused to let go of mine and he pulled me back to him.  

everyone in the movie stopped cheering and 'hand give' stoppedd playing. a slow song started and Niall's eyes sparkled from the light reflecting from the metal screen. 

he pulls me to his chest and my feet fumble on the loose gravel floor. he catches me and saves me from a nasty face plant. he brings me back to my feet and this time he steps closer to me, instead of bringing me to him. "i'm not exactly the best dancer" i say. 

he smiles "that's okay. i'm not either". he takes both of my hands and rests them on his shoulders. he puts his hands on my waist, and brings me closer. 

a cold breeze comes rushing through the air and it goes straight through my thin jeans making me freezing cold. i mentally curse at myself for wearing a pair of jeans with purposeful holes in them. i clinge to him for warmth as i shiver and wait for the tourcherous wind to stop blowing. "are you cold?" he asks. 

"yeah" 

he steps away from me and takes his jacket off. "oh, no. i have my own jacket" i say. 

"yeah, but you left it in the car"

"i can go get it" 

"it's so far. this is just easier"

"but i don't want you to be cold"

"just wear the jacket" 

another gust of wind comes through and nearly knocks me over. i give in and take his jacket. it's warm and smells like him. i can't even begin to describe what a wonderful smell it is. 

once i have the jacket on he puts his hands on my hips again. i wrap my arms around his neck and go as close as possible. i don't want him to be cold too so i'm trying to give him as much of my body heat as i can. 

when the song stops i begin to pull away from him, but he pulls me back. "are you cold?" i ask. 

"no" 

"are you sure?"

"yes, liz. i'm sure" 

"okay" 

i push away from him and he shivers. "see. you are cold" i say.

"no, i'm fine"

"your fine and my fine probably have two different meanings. my fine isn't good at all. and right now, i'm going with that. so, i need to get you warm" 

"then come here" he opens his arms out to me. 

"i meant like a jacket, or a heater"

"but i don't want those things, i want you"

i stay silent. my thoughts are jumping around in all different directions. they're like jumping beans in a room full of springs. i walk towards him and once i'm in his reach he brings me to him and hugs me. it's longer than any normal hug, but it's short enough so it doesn't get to the point of awkwardness. 

i lead him back to the car and i crank the heater up. i rub my hands together quickly to make the numbing feeling decrese. he stays silent while his eyes are on the screen.

he starts moving and playing with his fingers. i notice that he's doing the exact movements as the guy in the movie. 

"liz?"

"yeah?"

"he looks down at his hand, then at the screen, then me. and at the same exact time as the guy in the movie, they say "will you wear my ring?" 

i'm speachless. "umm" i shake my head "i don't know what to say" 

he smiles "then say yes"

i smile "yes" 

he takes my right hand and slides the shiny, plain piece of metal on my ring finger. "no one has ever asked me that before" i say.

"to wear their ring?"

"yeah"

"probably because it's more of an older phrase. it's now known as a promise ring"

"a promise ring? isn't that what a boyfriend gives his girlfriend?"

"well.. yeah, but-"

"i love it" 

"so, does that make you my-"

"girlfriend?"

he nods. 

"only  if you want me to be" i say. 

"but what about your boyfriend?"

"he's not-" i'm cut off my knocking at the window behind me. i turn around; my eyes widen. "josh?"