Chapter 20

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I was laid on his bed, my head turned to face in the window, surrounded by his sent coming from the t-shirt I was wearing. Nothing has ever comforted me so much, nothing, not even my dad’s embrace. I sighed. I have this thing, this condition. When I’m truthfully and deeply happy, I sigh a lot.

I looked at the window and smiled. I could see the stars from here, I really could see their shine. The moon had the pearly shine and the round shape of a real pearl, shiny and worthy of being written a poem for, or even a song.

Niall was inside the bathroom, under the shower. I could tell that because of the noise the water made against the ground of the bathroom. The chorus of Beautiful Day by Michael Bublé was being free styles by him, in the celestial beautiful voice he had. Only hearing him was making me smile widely against the pill where my head was resting against.

My heart hasn’t stopped pounding for a while now and I knew it was because I was overwhelmed. Overwhelmed about what just happened. I showed almost my entire body to one guy, one guy I love very, very much. Still, it goes against my deepest beliefs. I always had this idea in my mind, that my body was like a gift. I should only unwrap it when I was married to someone I loved and held so deeply it would make me question my own safety just to keep his. Yeah, say that I live in a fairy tale, but I do actually believe in true love and its power over people. It changes us but we have to choose if it’s for the best or for the worst.

I personally think that love always changes you o the best. It brings out the best in you, there’s always a colorful orb around you, like your own bubble and there’s nothing on earth that can burst the bubble.

Suddenly I found myself without any words to describe love and it hits me, it’s an indescribable feeling. It’s awful at first. I remember how awful I felt. My heart would be beating so fast I would think I was dizzy, thanks to the lack of functioning of my lungs I was constantly gasping, unconsciously trying to make them work again, I would feel butterflies so strong in my stomach I would think I was hungry, only to look at food and strangely not being as hungry as I thought I was, because I’m always hungry. I remember that my brain turned black so many times that I actually stopped, thinking about nothing, just looking at him and not knowing what to do, think or say when he was so close. Yes, love is discussing at first, especially the first time where you don’t know what’s normal or not.

The water in the bathroom ceased while I was so deep in my thoughts, but the singing didn’t stop thankfully. Somehow, his voice calms me down, making me go deeper in my thoughts. The sky smiled at me with all his shine, the stars I loved so much and I rarely see. They make me dream somehow and I just love it so much I can’t even explain.

I frowned, speechless. This doesn’t happen very often and I don’t usually trip on words. So why is this happening right now! I would say that the happiness is so huge that it made me lose my words, and it’s so freaking confusing that I don’t know what to say.

Suddenly, two arms surrounded my body, pulling me closer to his. My breathing stopped for a tiny moment, afraid, but I quickly melted against his arms, landing my hands on top of his that were around my waist. I could feel his naked back against the thin fabric of the dark blue shirt, his legs intertwined with mine, warmth emanating from his body. How I love the warmth that the shower gives you!

And the smell. Oh, he smells so good. I turned around. He only gave me enough space so I could move, almost worried I would run away from him. I didn’t want to, I wanted to stay in his arms, I just wanted to smell him better. Once turned, I sunk my head in Niall’s neck, smelling the exposed skin. All of his body vibrated with the touch of my cold nose on his pale warm skin.

“You smell good!” I whispered against his neck and I felt him sighting, just like I have done. I smiled “I’m glad I didn’t try to forget you!” I said and he shivered again.

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