Stay || A sequel to Fate

Chapter Seven.

A/N: Just so everyone knows, I'm going to put this on hiatus until around the 15th of June. And that's because I don't have much left of school so I'll be busy these last days. But, also because I probably won't be calm again until around that time seeing as my ONE DIRECTION CONCERT OMG ???!!!?!?!?!!! is on the 13th. Sorry lovelies xx

Niall yawns loudly as we exit the house since the driver already has his car parked by the sidewalk, and he struggles slightly as he tiredly intertwines our fingers together, because of the sleeve of the sweater I'm wearing. It's one of his, and it's way too oversized. But I love it.

"How even are you still tired?", I ask.

"I don't know.", he shrugs adorably, and tiredly smiles down at me.

"Ms Benson.", Paddy, one of their guards, say and take my bag into the trunk.

"Call me Kayla.", I politely say, but then turn to Niall and whisper, "Or why not Future Mrs Horan?"

Niall chuckles and smiles agreeingly, and tugs at my hand - pulling me closer to his side. I remove my fingers from his and wrap my arm around his waist, and rest the side of my head against the side of his body.

He drapes his arm over my shoulder and opens the door into the backseat, and let's me enter first. The minute he's sitting down next to me and has closed the door, though, I scooch over to him again and rest my cheek against his chest.

Once again, he places his arm around my shoulders and pull me closer to him. "I'm both really excited, yet nervous, that you're coming with me."

"Why?", I ask and tilt my head up to look at him, and right here right now I have a moment where I see just how beautiful Niall is.

He's the most beautiful person I've ever laid my eyes on. Distracted, not hearing anything he's saying, I trace my eyes across his neck and jawline. His little freckles are amongst the prettiest things about him.

And the way his lips move when he speaks, as well. I lock my eyes on his lips, and feel his chest move under my hand as he chuckles about something I still aren't paying attention to. A smile spreads across my face, and I sit up properly.

Realizing how beautiful he is, and that this beautiful person is all mine, I straighten my posture a bit and lean over and press my lips against his soft ones. At first he's surprised, since I interrupted his talking, but after a way his lips mold with mine and he smiles into it.

"What was that for?", he asks with a cute smile as I pull away.

"You're beautiful.", I simply say. "And I really wanted to kiss you."

He smiles and pushes me closer to him again, with his arm that's placed around my shoulders. "I really want to kiss you, too, so come here."

I giggle and once again press my lips against his. His lips softly massage mine, and I feel a sensation go through my entire body. Kissing Niall is something I know for a fact I'll never get tired of doing.

His lips are so soft, and they're sweet in a way. And he's an amazing kisser, so that's also a reason.

"Anyways, what were you saying?", I ask and rest my cheek against his chest, again.

"I'm excited because I, of course, want you with me. But also nervous because when we go to countries we don't spend a lot of time in, we have a bunch of interviews and stuff like that to do, and I don't want to leave you alone so much.", he says. "Especially not now that you're pregnant."