Downfall [Punk Niall Horan]

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"Niall I don't understand why you have to shield my eyes, I'm going to break my ankles walking in these damn heels!" I said slowly, cursing under my breath as I tripped up on uneven ground that I couldn't even see because Niall was covering my eyes up with his large hands. His cologne surrounded me though because he was so close, so I couldn't complain so much.

"Quit complaining, I spent some good money on those fucking shoes. They deserved to be walked in just a little bit, think about their feelings, Tylie," Niall said with a fake sadness to his voice, making me roll my eyes. Niall cringed behind me and stopped which caused me to jerk again, making me want to cuss him out but he spoke before I could. "You sassy bastard don't roll your eyes at me again. It felt so fucking weird against my hands," Niall shivered, and I sighed loudly.

I brought my hand up to my mouth in a thinking gesture, then pointed my finger towards the sky to signal my wonderful thought. "Here's an idea, why don't you take your hands off of my eyes and you won't have to feel it again?" I said sassily, shrugging my shoulders. "God, can't surprise your bossy ass with nothing. Your wish is my command, master," Niall said quietly, getting ready to remove his hands, that I swore were oversized mitts, from my eyes.

Before he even removed his hands I heard it. I smelled it. And I felt it. Salty air blew my curly hair around my face, and my heels sunk down into the sand. The crashing waves filled my ears, and it was all I could hear over my throbbing heart. Niall removed his hands from my eyes, and I gasped as I stopped in my tracks and stared out at the beautiful sun dipping into the ocean with stars already  sprinkled around it in a wonderful manifestation. The sky was painted a beautiful array of purples and oranges.

My heart thudded, dropped, picked itself up, then skipped a beat in my chest all in a matter of seconds. The world finally felt safe for me and my unborn child. I wouldn't have to watch my back at every corner now or worry if my child and I were even going to make it. We were now a united front, with Niall standing beside us at last.

Finally every little thing had fallen perfectly into place in the most craziest way possible. If you would've asked me a few months ago if I was going to be completely infatuated with an (ex)gang member, and be carrying his child, I would've laughed and would still probably be laughing till this day. If you would have told me how my life was going to pan out, the people I would meet, the people I would have lost along the way, I would have never believed you until this very moment standing here on the sand with the people I love the most.

Niall stepped beside me finally, smiling softly at my starry-eyed expression. He sat a basket down by his feet and I immediately knew this was going to be a picnic beneath the stars, and under the moon. It was a night under the stars indeed, and what a night it was going to be.

"Botany Bay," Niall said quietly, staring off into the distant sunset with me. "I thought we'd have a good chance of having the beach to ourselves at this time of day. It's almost nighttime," Niall said sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. I turned towards him, and away from the huge, towering rocks at our side, "This is so beautiful. I'm honestly speechless," I whispered quietly, leaning forward to kiss him softly on the lips.

"Let's just hope we don't hear anyone fucking behind those boulders over there," Niall said cheekily, "We wouldn't want them ruining our fun time." I dropped my hands from his face, and pulled off my heels so I could feel the soft sand against my bare feet. Then I looked back up to the sky with a wide smile, "Yeah, you just completely ruined the moment. Destroyed the whole thing." Niall came up behind me to wrap his arms around my waist, igniting butterflies as always, leaning close to my ear. "The whole thing?" Niall whispered, and I nodded my head.

"The whole thing," I answered, ticking my head to the side and laughing a little. "Damnit. I was almost sure my witty charm would have you ripping my clothes off me. Maybe my picnicking skills will make up for it all?" Niall said lightly, nuzzling into my neck and kissing it. "Maybe, if you tame the hungry beast inside of me. And by hungry beast, I mean our child," I said giddily, putting a hand over my stomach.