Recovery » nh.

30. Wish upon a star.

Caitlyn's POV.

We took an hour cleaning up our mess especially when Niall James Horan, a twenty one year old guy from the world's biggest boyband, acts like an idiotic child.

Whenever I fold down the blanket perfectly, he will get and put it again on the grass. Even the charcoal that he used on grilling, he got some of it and spread it all over my face. I was innocently standing there, jaw drop while he was laughing like a bullshit. He always mocked me too, telling that he was great at grilling. This is hard for me to admit but yeah, kinda. But all of this 'messing around' thing, I like it. I like this kind of Niall I have right now. I have, forever.

As the world continue to rotate and the clock count every minute passed, the yellow bright sun was finally set down; moving on across the globe, sharing it's light with the other people. As the sky is getting darker, the twinkling bright stones over the galaxy, was slowly appearing on the earth's atmosphere. The sound of waves coming from the ocean, hitting the huge rock over the seashore roughly, becoming more calmer and quieter. The sound of leaves hitting and dancing onto each other becoming more visible to hear. The air breeze entering my nostril was getting more colder and fresher. And the most handsome boy I've ever met and had, was on my side sitting next to me, humming. It was all perfect.

"This is the exact spot!" I said as I dig in my foot on the white sand.

"What spot?"

"Spot where you were holding that damn cheesy girlfriend banner!"

"I know that was so embarrassing, sorry if I propose to you like that. I was so fucked up and nervous that time and that wasn't my idea it was Harry's."

He said as he throw a piece of rock over the crystal blue ocean. As he lay down on the sand, not caring of the dirt he may get, blushed was all over his face.

"Hey, that was the great! But to be honest, I wasn't expected that proposal. I was shocked when you asked me to be your girlfriend. That night, I thought it was just a normal dinner for us at restaurant or something like that but I was shocked when you brought me up here. I was shocked when Harry helped you too. That night was a shocking night." I said as I lean into his stomach and grabbed his hands.

"Why are you shocked when Harry helped me? Anyone can help me as long as I begged for their cooperation." He slightly laughed as I continue to play with his huge hands. Crap, I didn't watch my words and spilled that up.

"Uh.. you know. I never thought Harry is a uh good at those kind of things. I think he's just a flirt guy and know nothing when it comes to uhm.. proposal. You know." I rushingly explained as I shrugged my shoulders. I don't want Niall to know the bullshit feelings of Harry towards me, okay? I don't want that feelings will cause a fight between them two and I don't wanna mess up with the fans. He nodded in response. Thank God, he took my lies and he dropped that topic off.

"So, the bottle thing? Still Harry?" I hesitantly question.

"Him and I. When I saw Renz' kitchen counter, I saw bunch of transparent empty bottles so I decided to put some small note inside of it and Harry, he's the one who put those bottles on the seashore."

"What if we didn't went to the seashore?"

"That's why I told you that we will explore this place after we ate, and I know you can't resist the clearer view of ocean. Right?" Chuckled escape from his mouth.

"True."

"Where are the bottles anyway? You throw them away?"

"No, I kept them. I kept our babies." I slightly laughed to lighten the mood.