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29. The picnic.

Caitlyn's POV.

We're now in the middle of somewhere, unknown road and unspecific place. As I lean my head to the window, peaceful and dancing trees occupied my vision. It was kinda relaxing and quiet.

"Just fifteen more minutes, I swear." Niall, being genius and ridiculous he is, forced me to do a picnic. Picnic wasn't my thing and I prefer to stay at our room, eating bunch of popcorns while watching a good film. I'm only doing this for him and I guess I'll enjoy this day. Who knows?

Once I looked outside, the trees were becoming lesser and lesser, I have no idea where we are now. This road ain't familiar to me.

Minutes later, he stopped the car and I guess we're already at our destination. Once I hopped out of the car, blue crystal ocean caught up my eye and the huge resthouse of Harry's cousin.

"At Renz'?" I hesitantly asked Niall as I removed my sunglass. You know, double checking.

He lifted up the trunk of his car and wore his backpack behind his back. If you were wondering, he's wearing a tank top, 3/4 shorts, green snapback and sunglass too.

"You don't like here? The weather is kinda fine and I already talked to Renz." He closed his trunk down, he was carrying our little basket full of sandwiches, sodas, and some fresh barbecues. He told me he wanted to show me his little secretly cooking talent, very good at grilling.

"I like this place, of course. I-I was just, just kinda shy around him, I don't know why." I said, reffering to Harry's cousin, Renz.

"He wasn't here. He was at Amsterdam, his friend from Miami will held a grand opening for his restaurant. The guys' name was..Troy? I don't know, I don't have an enough time to recall." He laughed at himself and my lips turn into small curve.

We both entered the flat. See through glass walls, kitchen counter behind the huge tv, two sofas at the edge of the living room, little bit twirl stairs, it was still the same. And the colors still haven't changed, it was shaded of black faded to white. It was a boring color for others but for me, it's a classic.

Niall gently dropped down his backpack at the sofa and we both made our way outside.

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"I told you I'm good at grilling." Niall did his mocking face and I rolled my eyes.

We're now at our picnic spot, behind the gazebo. There's a hella fine grass under our blanket and a tall palm tree to cover us from the sun's heat.

It's now 3 o'clock in the afternoon and we're enjoying each others company, eating, eating, endless eating. The sandwiches he made this morning was good, great I should say. He was done grilling all of the barbecues and we're now sitting and chatting on our picnic blanket.

"So how's it?" Niall asked, as he bite on his barbecue.

"Terrible." I teased him and he fell his head down on my lap.

"Liar." He said as he put the stick on an empty plate beside our little basket, suddenly, he pulled out his phone and sit up next to me.

"Let's take a pic, you know, our first 'cheezy' picnic." He used air quotation for the word cheezy to be more dramatic and idiotic, as he put his phone in front of us, he continue to tap on his phone repeatedly.

"Enough." I laughed. Tongue out, west side sign, duck face, rolled eyes. I can't take his funny face anymore. This kind of Niall is all I want, carefree.

Minutes later, we continued to eat until we both burp in unison, we laughed. We laughed at small things. I wished we will stay like this forever. No problem, no up-side-downs, no bullshit, just quiet, calm and chill. But life is too funny whether you like it or not, destiny will give bullshit to your life, to challenge you and to make you strong.

I snapped from my own thoughts when Niall suddenly excuse himself and went inside the house, I don't know what he'll do there and being fast dick he is, he came out from the house carrying a guitar bag.

He sat next to me and unzipped the guitar bag, pulling out a brown instrument.

"Who's guitar is that?" I questioned. He didn't bring any guitar during our ride.

"Renz', he's quiet good guitarist too." He chuckled, "what's song do you want?"

"I don't know, just play random song." I hesitently and rushingly said. I can't wait to hear his blessed voice.

"Come on, just pick anything." He said as he tap his fingers on the wooden instrument repeatedly.

"Hm, Fall by Justin Bieber." I smiled at him.

He raised an eyebrow, asking me if I was sure. I nod in response. I choose Fall not because that's the first song came up to my mind but because, it has a meaning.

He cleared up his throat and position his hands on the strings, he strum it and the sound is so heavenly.

"Let me tell you story about a girl and a boy he fell with his bestfriend, when she's around he feels nothing but joy."

The girl is me and the boy is him. Well, I'm the one who fell in love first, so the song is reverse. And when he's around, I feel nothing, nothing but joy. Whenever I'm with him, I felt like we're the only living humans in this world.

"But she was already broken and it made her blind but she could never believe that love would ever treat her right."

But he was already broken and it made him blind, he's broken when the first time I met him. He's heart shattered into million pieces because of his damn ex-girlfriend. He was lonely, pretender and broken at that time and I felt sorry for him. He's blind at that time too, he can't think functionally and he always zone-out, he thinks that it's the end of his world.

But he could never believe that love would ever treat him right. I know deep inside that he was afraid to love again. To be broken again, but he open up his heart again and fully accept me.

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"But if you spread your wings, you can fly away with me. But you can't fly unless you let your.. Let yourself fall." Like the title of the song, we both fell in love with each other. We opened up our broken hearts and let them recover by each others help.

After he finished the last verse, I let the silence occupied us. The way he pronounced and sang those words, the way he tried to reached his high pitch, the way his fingers strum those strings, the way he smile and his little cute dimple will appeared, the way his ocean eyes looked at my brown ones, it was perfect. All perfect.

He chuckled a bit, he noticed that I was staring at him. I shook my head and felt my cheeks blushed.

"I love you." He said, I wasn't expecting that he'll say that. What I was expecting was, 'stop staring you creep'.

"I love you too, Niall." I suddenly response. He put the guitar on the side and pulled his body closer to me, he kissed me in the forehead and tightly hug me.

We stay there for a moment until I realize that the sun was now setting down. I don't wanna end this up but our picnic day was over.

"Niall, I think we should go now. It's already five o'clock."

"No."

"What do you mean 'no'?" I haste and broke the hug.

"Over night, here. I already set things up."

"I don't have any clothes." I state, sound more like a question. He already set things up and he didn't even told me? What a surprise, Horan.

"That's the reason why I brought up my backpack," he grinned. "I got some of your undies too." He chuckled.

Blush quickly scattered around my cheek and eyes went wide. I don't, I never want him to touch one of my undies and bras because I think it was so embarrassing.

"NIALL!" I warned, he laugh out loud until he rub his stomach. I stay silent, this is so embarrassing.

"It's okay baby, please, don't be shy." He snake his arms around my shoulder as he pecked on my cheek.

"I hate you."

"You can't unlove me."

"I mean it."

"I love you more, baby."