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20. Hidden letters.

Niall's POV.

"Caitlyn, baby, your luggage definitely wouldn't be packing itself." I chuckled as I looked at her, laying on the bed while I'm on the floor packing my stuff.

It's already wednesday and we're going to Paris for tomorrow's interview so we need to pack some of our stuff. We'll stay there 'till sunday, damn.

"I'm tired and sleepy." She groan while she put a pillow over her beautiful face. It's too damn early in the morning and she's already knackered? She did nothing tho. I glance at the clock and it's 10:43 a.m.

"Baby, it's quarter to eleven. You need to pack up your things because Paul will pick us up at one o'clock." I said as I continue to put my shirt into my luggage bag.

"Pack my clothes then." She looked at me and put the pillow again over her face. Crap, my girlfriend is such a lazy princess.

"Fine." I said, I got up from the floor and went over to her closet. I gently grabbed all of her folded clothes and something fell to the ground. Two folded papers. I kneeled down and opened the first paper, it was the letter that I already read a week ago. I put it aside and open the second letter.

I don't know but I just like you for no reason. I could choose anyone in this world and yet, I want you. Maybe it's your smile. Maybe it's your laugh. Maybe it's the way you pay attention to small things. Maybe it's the look you gave me from across the room. Maybe it's your weird jokes. Maybe it's the way you get jealous. It could be anything, but one thing for sure is that I like you, I love you.

NH x

I blushed as I saw the last two letters. NH. When did she wrote this?

"Babe, what's this?" I stand up and show the letter to her.

"Whaaaat," She groan and removed the pillow. She looked at me, eyes widened, lips partly parted. She rushingly ran towards me and attempt to grab the letters.

"Niall give it to me!" She yelled as she was reaching the papers above my head.

"You're too tiny, baby." I whispered and she blushed quickly. My words has a big effect on her, eh?

"Give me the letters, babe." She begged. Babe? What did she just called me? I like it, babe.

I looked at her and she frown with a puppy eyes. Fuck, I can't say no to that.

"Fine," I gave her the letter and she quickly went back to the bed. I kneeled down to continue packing.

"Who's NH?" I broke the silence between us, thankfully, I was done packing our stuff. Phew.

I got up and went to the bed. I sat next to her and she looks like a ketchup. Her face was totally red. Can you please stop blushing? It really kills me and makes me wanna bang you and kiss you hard and remove that shi- What? Fuck Niall, what are you thinking?

I pulled her closer to me while my arms was wrapped around her.

"Don't be shy, babe. We're together now and it's normal. That's normal. Reading your letter was great." I whispered into her ear and I can tell she felt goosebumps.

"I love you Niall." She faced me, our faces was nanometers apart. Our eyes met and there's an electricity between us. We need, want, trust and love each other. I lean closer to her and our lips connected. Her pink and cold lips is all I need right now. I closed my eyes to feel this natural and passionate kiss. We pulled and lean to each others forehead, "I love you more, Caitlyn."

✿

We finally landed and we're now at our hotel room. Luckily, this room has three huge bed so we're all fit in. Louis, Liam and Zayn are already knackered so they all fell asleep. Harry went outside for a walk. What's up with that guy? Usually when we landed onto a place, he'll just stay at the couch and watch telly. Maybe, maybe he just want some fresh air? Nevermind.

Caity put our luggage beside the nightstand and start unpacking. Well, we made a decision that I'll be the one who'll pack our things and she'll be the one who'll unpack. I let her unpack my boxers but she won't let me pack her bra's and knickers. Ha, great.

She put our clothes at the closet, gently. Minutes later, she was done and lay next to me, here on the bed.

"What time is your interview tomorrow?" She asked while she was looking at the ceiling.

"Around six or seven o'clock in the evening."

She didn't respond, instead, she got up from the bed and reached for her bag. I didn't bother to look at her, maybe she was just looking for her phone or some girls' stuff.

"Fuck, my watch." She whispered to herself.

Watch? I almost forgot. I rushingly grabbed my backpack and...yes. It's here, thank God.

"Baby?" I said as I hide the box behind me.

"Hmm." She hummed and faced me. I sat on the bed and pat the spot next to me, indicating her to sat beside me.

"What?" She said as she took her sit. I handed the box to her, her eyebrows rose, I just smile at her. She shrugged and opened the box. Her lips parted as she saw the watch.

"Niall?"

"That's for you baby." I smiled at her.

"Look, baby I-I like it but I can't take this. Please don't buy expensive things for me. I don't wanna get some hate from the fans, telling me that I'm only using you. Plus the paps, they'll definitely make up some shitty things and some stupid gossip. Please, Niall. I don't wanna be called famewhore and gold digger."

Fans, if I'm happy they should be happy for me too, right? If they are the real fans, they'll never do some shitty things and they'll respect every piece of my decision. Paps, fucking paps, why don't they just get a proper job? They are the root of every piece of shit of my problems. They always follow us like a shadow and inform the world a wrong information.Why don't they just shut the fuck up, sit their fucking ass down and suck their dickhead?

"Babe, I brought that watch when we're not still together and I don't care about money nor fame. I'll buy anything and everything just for you. Why the fuck would they care anyway? This is my life and I can do everything. They don't have a right to judge. And babe, I'm giving this to you as a gift."

"Baby, I-"

"Please take it, princess. Don't reject it." I frown at her.

She didn't say any single word instead, she hugged me tight.

"Please wear that tomorrow, okay?" I said through her shoulders. She came closer to me and tighten the hug, I close my eyes to feel this, to embrace this. One day someone is going to hug you so tight that all of your broken pieces will stick back together. And this is it.

"I will."