Forever After

Goosepickles

Niall and I had just gotten home from Ireland a day ago. Today was the day we were supposed to be announcing our engagement, that was until I was sick.

Niall slept over at my flat. I woke up early in the morning feeling nauseous.

"Niall"

"Yes, Iove," he said sleeping.

"I'm sick," I said almost crying.

"Shh, don't cry come here," he replies pulling me closer.

His warmth made me feel better but I still felt nauseous and tired.

"What doesn't feel good?" He asked, in a voice. that sounded like a child's.

"My tummy...," I said, trying to sound like him, "And my head."

Niall frowned and kissed my forehead.

"I'm going to go get you some breakfast and some medicine," Niall replied getting out of bed and tucking me in.

He left, while I lay there. I fell back asleep, and then was awakened by a small knocking on the door. Niall opened it and walked in, he shut the door with his foot.

"I brought you some breakfast, and some medicine," he said, smiling.

"Yay food!" I said laughing. Niall laughed and handed me the tray.

"Thanks babe," I replied.

"Welcome, princess," he said, tucking me in and smoothing my hair back.

He kissed my forehead and smiled.

I returned the favor and smiled.

I loved when he called me princess. It made me feel special, like we actually were perfect for each other. I loved him. Yesterday and the day before were the two best days of my life. I was so happy that Ni had proposed and it felt even specialer because it was in front of his family. I love his family, and I know they love me too. They are special to me, because I don't have any family left. I can't wait until Niall and I have our own little family.

I smiled.

"What are you thinking about babe?" Niall asked curiously.

He can always tell when I'm thinking about him.

"Us," I simply say.

"What about us?" He asked, smirking.

"Having kids," I smiled.

"I can't wait until then," He said, smiling.

"Me neither," I laughed.

"Do you feel better?" He asked.

"Noo," I said.

"No?!" He frowned, "What's wrong?"

"My tummy still hurts!" I said, like a child.

"I'll take care of it," he said as a fact.

I look at him questionly. Before I have time to ask questions he is rubbing my belly.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Rubbing your tummy, because it hurts." He states like it was obvious.

I laugh, and look and my arm. Goose bumps have formed.

"Look what you did!" I said.

"What did I do!?" He questioned.

"You gave me goose pickles!" I said trying to sound adult like, but failing.

"Goose pickles?!" He bursts out laughing, "What are  Goose pickles?!"

"I meant pimples," I frown.

He continues to laugh.

"Your cute when your confused." He teased.

"And your cute when you have a black eye," I say, raising a fist.

"Hey!Miss. Aggressive be nice," He replied, with authority.

"Your not my boss," I reply sticking my tongue out.

"Put your tongue away," He said.

"Your not my father," I said giggly.

Before I knew it the breakfast tray was on the table, and we were in a snogging session. That was, until Louis burst through the door.

"Really mate, again?!" Niall asked.

"Umm sorry...again...I mean it I don't wanna see all that," Louis says motioning towards us.

"What are you doing here anyway?" I asked Louis quite confused.

"Uh...Debyn and I are going out...,"Louis said, barely audible.

"Ooo," I said teasingly," Anything gonna happen on this "date"," I asked, using air quotes at appropriate times and a wink at the end.

"Maybe....," Louis said running out of our room.

"He is odd," I said, looking at Niall.

"He's your brother or whatever you call him," Niall replied.

"He's your best mate," I said.

"True," He replied, "Now let's get back to something we are actually good at," Niall said, sending me a wink.

We got back to our snogging session. I was worried about Debyn, honestly. I wonder what's going to happen on this "date". What if she needs me? What if something does happen? What if...