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19. Paris?

Niall's POV.

I opened my eyes and saw Cai-my princess beside me, hugging me tight while face was burried against my chest. I didn't even notice that our feet entwined. I love this feeling. She's mine, officialy.

I stroke her hair and tucked behind her ear able to see her beautiful face. The way her messy deep dyed brown hair falls perfectly, her hazel eyes and long eyelashes, perfect nose, pink and soft lips and curvy body. What could I asked for? She looks so perfect without even trying. She's better than Barbara, I can say. She's better than anyone in this world. She's the only girl I like, I need, I want and I love. She's the only one.

She moved, she hit her face on my chest, harder and tighten the hug. I smiled at her actions, she's so adorable. But Barbara was adorable too, right? But she broke you and Caitlyn can do that too. My mind says, fuck. Shut up brain. She will never ever hurt me, right?

They're different and I hundred percent know that she'll never do that me. She's my strength, she help me to recover. I can finally say that I'm not scared to love...again.

"I'm sorry if I say I need you,

But I don't care I'm not scared of love,

Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker,

Is that so wrong? Is it so wrong?"

I took a deep breath as I stroke her hair.

"That you make me strong." Caity finished the song as she fluttered her eyes open and smiled at me. Fuck, I lowered my voice so that she'll continue to sleep peacefully but...fuck. I wake her up.

"Am I too loud? I wake you up princess."

"No Niall, it's okay. I'm already awake when you're stroking my hair but I pretend that I'm still sleeping."

Man, that morning voice kills me. I smiled at her.

"I thought I'm in heaven, hearing your morning sexy voice was the best. It's so angelic." She compliment me as she cupped my cheek. Sexy voice? I felt my cheeks blushed.

"Aw.. He's blushing." She teased me.

"I'm not."

"Yes, you're blushing." She grin at me as she continue to stroke my cheek.

"He's blushing, he's blushing." She continued to teased me. I looked at her while one of my eyebrows was raised and smirk appeared to my lips. Before she can speak, I rolled over and I'm on top of her now, supporting by my two arms. We're now face to face. I saw her cheeks started to blush.

"Who's blushing? I or you?" I smirked at her and bit my lower lip as I looked at her seductively.

Ha, seductive.

She looked at my lip and did the same too.

"Ow, so you're mocking me?"

She shooked her head and giggled.

I looked at her eyes and I felt my world stops for a while. When I was about to lean in..

"THE FOOD IS READY!" Oh Liam.

"Is that Liam? He's here? Oh gosh, I miss that idiot so much." She squeal and got up from the bed and rushingly went downstairs to see Liam.

Holy crap, why the fuck they always interrupted us? Paul, Louis, and now...Liam. Great, just great guys. I rolled my eyes, laid down again and looked up the ceiling. I sighed.

Caitlyn's POV.

I rushingly walked downstairs as I heard Liam's voice, gosh. I smell pancakes and bacon so I straightly went to the kitchen.