7even Hours [o.d]

E P I L O G U E

A L L - Epilogue.

N I A L L

Whenever I dig the barbecue equipments from its hiding place, I get excited. I know then that it's that time of the year, where I will be having a get together. My house was always the one that ends up being bombarded with get together parties. I think it's the welcome carpet.

Walking into the kitchen, I grab the frozen meat from the fridge, with the kebabs, ribs, chicken, and the sauce. Lining it neatly on the kitchen table, I examine if I forgot anything. I want to take them out into the backyard, and being a very lazy lad, I don't want to be coming back and forth from the kitchen in case I forget anything.

"Lemons, I think you should add lemons" the brunette says into my ears, as she wraps her arms around my waist from behind me. I smile as I feel her arms around me and turn around smiling adoringly at the beautiful brunette in front of me.

"Why lemons?"

"They add taste into the food" she explained looking up at me because of her fairly short posture.

"You don't know shit about cooking Jackie" I chuckled. It was true; she couldn't even cook to save her life. That's why I take the responsibility of making homemade food for us most of the time.

"Mum told me" she pouted, "I know a thing or two"

I kissed her pouty lips guiding her to my living room on our comfortable couch. Seating myself on the couch, I pull her towards me and smirk at her. Almost a year since we met, and yet here I am dying for every touch that I could gain from her.

Especially those plump lips of hers, they are as important as water to someone who has been stranded in the desert for a week.

Straddling her on my lap, she gave me a peck one last time and placed her head in the crook of my neck.

"I'm glad you came looking for me Niall" she mumbled into my neck. She tends to remind me of that every single time we sit together. She has not stopped thanking me since then.

I appreciate the fact that my mind was set on finding her again; just a week after we've departed the airport, I was determined to find the beautiful Chloe.

I sought help from the amazing Paul, and he worked his magic somehow and got me her address, and a week later, she was in my arms and never let go since then.

It was hard though; there had been our ups and downs. Jackie was already self conscious about herself, and since we went public she's been receiving bad comments. But majority of the fans liked her.

Who could not like such an innocent person like her anyway?

"Me too" I responded back after I noticed I've been silent for quite too long for it to be normal, "I'm really glad"

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Z A Y N

I just can't find my shirt. It disappeared. How the fuck can shirts disappear? I would understand if I was on tour, but I'm pretty sure I left this shirt at home.

I balanced myself on my knees and dug my head inside my in-closet searching for my shirt in the mass of clothes on the closet floor.

"Oof'" I let out my breath when I felt a presence on my back.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" the brunette commented annoyed as she playfully pushed me with her arse inside the closet.

"What do you think fatty?" I laughed out loud, lying myself inside the dark closet. Chloe sat herself on top of me, both her legs around my waist smiling at me.