My Irregular Past

Lucky

After we finish eating, I look at Niall.

"Niall, we need to talk," I say.

A look of terror crosses his face. "About what?"

"I need to know what we are. And I understand we are humans," I say right before he does. "Are we together? Are we not? Are we just friends? Or what?"

"What do you want to be? I support your answer no matter what."

"I'm not sure. I want to be more than you friend, but-" he cuts me off.

"You will always be more than a friend," he says leaning forward kissing me.

"We are defiantly more," I giggle. I hug him. "I love you a lot."

"I love you more than you could possibly know at this point," he whispers. I smile.

We go outside and talk for a while. Then I hear little bells. I look at Niall. We both smile.

"ICE CREAM!" We both yell.

We jump up. Niall digs some money out of his pocket. The ice cream truck drive right by. We both break out in a run, chasing the ice cream truck screaming for it to stop.

We keep running until I misstep and hit Niall. He looses his balance and we fall in the grass. Literally a foot away from concrete.

"Ouch," Niall mumbles.

"Sorry, Ni," I laugh.

"S'okay."

We get up and walk back to my house. I open the door and turn around o face Niall.

"Hey, wanna go out for ice cream?"

"Duh!" He replies grabbing his car keys.

We get into his giant Range Rover. We drive to the ice cream shop, and stand at the counter for ten minutes.

"Niall! Hurry up!" I say, eating my ice cream.

Five minutes later, we're on our way home. I glance over at Niall, he is singing along with the radio. It so cute!

After a long night of movies and fun, I go upstairs to go to bed. I walk into my bathroom and I look in the mirror. Did I look like this all day? I grab my toothbrush and tooth paste and start scrubbing my teeth. I spit it out and rinse my mouth. I wash my face and walk back into my room. Niall is laying on my bed.

"Come here!" Niall says, holding his arms out. I walk across my room to my bed and crawl into his arms. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me to his chest. He falls asleep, still holding me. I look up at him. He looks so peaceful when he's asleep.

"How did I get so lucky?" I whisper to myself.

As I fall asleep, Niall's arms wrap around me tighter.

"I was wondering the same thing, love," he whispers. He kisses my forehead, and I fall asleep.