Darling Harbor (Niall Horan)

Chapter 20: Fast and Reckless

 Copyright © zylgnagnaba 2013

BREE’s POV

I love you, three little words but it’s so powerful that it keeps resonating in my head; words that came out from the very attractive and lustful lips of my beautiful Niall Horan. It leaves me almost breathless, surprised and stunned as he whispers them into my ear. I wasn’t ready, I never expected for him to utter those words. How could he possibly fall in love with me too fast? We just met like five days ago and here I am, can’t get over with the fact that I let him get under my pants and hear him say he loves me the next morning. It’s almost too good to believe.

One thing that is still imprinted in my mind and in my heart is the way I gasped for air and the way my chest flutter rapidly, my heart almost bursting out of it at the way those words sounded against my ear. It’s as if all the butterflies in my stomach escaped and danced altogether. And I am just happy to hear those words, the wide grin still plastered on my features. I think… I think I’m also in love with him.

If he had just stayed a little longer, I might be tempted to tell him I love him too. But he just fled and left the room to go back to his suite. But I will see him later and we’ll probably settle everything between us. For four years, I think this is the time that I finally give myself a chance; to fall in love and trust someone again. Oh God, this is really going too fast, and I hadn’t even considered the consequences if I would get in a relationship with him. This time, I don’t really care. I just want him, Niall.

Three knocks behind the door cut my train of thoughts as I am in front of the mirror inside the bathroom, meditating. I am in a bathrobe and if that’s Niall behind the door, which I am expecting, it wouldn’t matter what I am wearing. He already saw my entirety.

I can feel the smile that can’t seem to wear off from my face as I practically scamper out of the bathroom and head towards to open the door, excited to see him again. How was he able to do this to me? Four years in college, I was always cynical and apprehensive when boys tried to get close to me. I just normally push them away from me. But now, I am just lured by the expectation that maybe Niall is waiting for me to open the door, and I am just as anxious.

I casually hold on to the knob and turn it open while the smile that meets my eyes is still on my face. Once I open the door and take in who is right in front of me, the smile on my face literally dwindled but not totally gone. I am a bit unfulfilled to see not Niall, but Harry.

“Hey Harry. Good morning!” I greet him with a bashful smile. “I didn’t expect you to visit.” I joke.

“Well, good morning too.” He chuckles within his statement.

“Come on in.” I open the door wider and step to the side to let him in. I clasp my robe tighter to my body after I close the door behind me. I immediately regret not wearing proper clothes, I feel exposed.

“So, how are you, Bree?” He asks me after I usher him to the couch and let him sit. I am still standing awkwardly in front of him.

“I’m good. What about you?”

“Great.” He answers and looks at me intently, and then looks away as if he is pondering his option between saying something and just letting it slide. But by the looks of it, I think he’s going to say it because he came all the way here just to talk to me. I wonder what’s bothering him.

“So, is there something I can help you with, Harry?” I ask him, furrowing my brows in curiosity.

“Well, I came here to say thank you.” He starts and I just nod a bit to let him acknowledge that I am listening and waiting for his next words. Thanks for what? “Thanks for hanging out with us; it was a great time having you with us. It would have never been the same without you during our free time here in Sydney.” He grins and looks down to the floor as if embarrassed by his statements.