Never Ending Love (Lullie+1D) SLOW UPDATES UNTIL JANUARY

Chapter 4

Ellie's POV

I wake up beside Luke. He smiles and starts to kiss my neck. "No hickeys," I tell him, moaning it a little, "Not in this house." "I'm not, just kissing," he moans. I smile. "Then continue," I say.

But then I feel my throat get warm.

"Stop," I tell him. "What? Did it hurt? I-I'm sorry," he stutters. I shake my head as I run to the bathroom and throw up.

I feel a warm hand rub my back and pull away my hair. When I finish, I lay down on the cold, tile floor.

He looks at me. "You okay?" he asks. I get straight up and brush myself off. "Actually, yes," I tell him, "I'm doing better, I feel great." "You sure? We don't have to leave today," he says. I smile and roll my eyes. "Yes we do," I tell him, "I'm fine."

We walk downstairs where I see everyone else. "Hey Ni," I say. I sit down on the couch beside him and curl up into his chest. "Hey baby," he replies, "Harry make breakfast." "Yes!" I exclaim. I jump up, grab Luke's hand, and drag him into the kitchen where we eat pancakes.

"How's it going?" Harry asks. "Great actually, I'm excited to see our new house, since Luke hasn't showed me it yet," I tell him, adding the last part to make him make. "I wanted it to be a surprise," he mumbles.

I get out of my chair and stand behind him. I wrap my arms around his chest and kiss his forehead. "The fact that you're sitting makes this easier," I whisper. "Yeah, but not for long, I'm finished," he says, looking up and kissing my cheek.

"Ewewewewew, too much PDA!" Harry exclaims. "As if we don't see it from you and Leigh Anne," I say, rolling my eyes. "Fine, we're even," Harry groans, "But if I hit my head on this frying pan because of you guys, don't blame me." "Wasn't planning on it," I tell him as we walk out of the kitchen.

I have the others help with my bags. We all meet at Niall's car to say our goodbyes.

"I'll miss you," Louis says, giving me a hug. Eleanor cries as we hug. "I'll be back you guys, Jesus," I say. "I know, just...you're all grown up now," Liam says, hugging me. I smile. "I know, but its all good, I'll see you guys soon!"

I get in the back of the car with Luke and Bella and Niall sit in the front. We drive to the airport talking about marriage and our decisions.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye," Niall sighs as he pulls up to the airport. I smile. This will be hard, I know it.

We get out of the car and I face Niall and Bella. "I'll miss seeing you around the house," Niall says, "You always...light up things a bit, you know?" I smile. "Yeah," I say, "But we'll talk all the time and stuff," I say.

I rub my cold arms. Niall looks down. He takes his letter jacket from whatever music video off of him and hands it to me. "Keep it," he tells me. I smile and gratefully put it on.

"Thanks Niall," I whisper. "No problem queen," he says, smiling a little more.

We come in for a group hug. "Bye," I say, holding back tears. Because I know that if I cry, so will he.

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12 hours later

"Wake up hun, we're here," Luke whispers into my ear. I smile before opening my eyes and look around.

I'm in a car. He presses a button and I watch gates in front of us open. And then I see the house.

It isn't a house. Its a ginormous mansion.

I gasp and cover my mouth. "Oh my god, Luke!" I exclaim, hugging him. "Hold it for the house, I'm still driving," he chuckles as he pulls into the driveway. As soon as we arrive, I jump out and run up to the door.

"Open it," I tell him, taking his hand. "Why didn't you just open it?" he asks, "Since you're so excited. I've never been in the house, but I know what it looks like."

"Because I want to enter our new life together," I tell him, "I want this to be a bright new beginning for both of us." He smiles. "Alright, on the count of three," he says.

"One," I start. "Two," he whispers. I gulp and then take a deep breath. "Three!" I exclaim.

We bust open the door and I am stunned. The first thing that I see is a spiral staircase. I gasp and cover my mouth, tears coming. "I already love it," I tell him. "I even got a really cool interior designer to design it, you'll love it," he says. I already do, there is a big, black fluffy carpet where I am standing. I take my shoes off and throw them to the side.

"The bedrooms first, since its almost night and I'm knackered," I tell him, yawning. "Alright, right this way, my fair maiden," he replies, taking my hand and leading me upstairs.

"The master," he says, opening the door. Its gorgeous.

The room itself has a dark red kind of theme, and the bed is ginormous, so we both have all the room we need. "Plus, there are two bathrooms in here," he says. "Its perfect," I tell him.

He shows me the guest bedrooms, which also look very nice, before we go downstairs.

"The living room," he says. I smile. It has a very homey feel to it, nice paintings, warm colors, plenty of room, and plenty of furniture. There's even a huge flat screen tv!

"The kitchen," he says. It is perfectly sized, so I can cook, and use the baking book that Harry made me. "Amazing," I tell him. The cupboards are even already stacked with dishes, silverware, and cook ware.

"The game room slash bar," he says. There is a foosball table, another flatscreen, a wii, an xbox, and a lovely grey granite bar. There's even an old popcorn maker, ice cream maker, and cotton candy maker. The room is decorated with jerseys from Manchester Union, whatever team Luke likes in Australia, and FIFA jerseys for England and Australia.

I look a little closer at the jerseys. "They're signed?!" I ask. "Yeah, pretty cool, right?" he asks, smiling. "This is amazing," I tell him. "And we aren't even finished yet," he tells me.

He shows me the second kitchen, another bedroom, the porch (which is huge), the balcony (which is also huge), and the hot tub room, which leads outside to the pool.

"Luke, I love it," I tell him, "All of it." "And now, the queen and king can sleep in their huge bed so that they can get up early to buy food and supplies for the house," he says, smiling.

"But what if I want to go in the hot tub first?" I ask. "Well, you can do that tomorrow," he says, "We can do that tomorrow." "You promise?" I ask, "Because its calling my name."

"I promise, now come on," he says. "Carry me?" I ask, making my best puppy dog face. He sighs. "Of course, Ellie," he tell me. He picks me up, bridal style, and carries me into the bed where I fall asleep almost instantly.

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