~ It Never Should've Been ~ One Direction Fan Fiction ~

~ Chapter 33 - Memories ~*

It was the very first picture Niall had taken of me that day. When I was wearing the strapless dress that was green and had pink and white flowers on it.

I was in complete shock, coming out of the dressing room.

I saw a flash and blinked. "What the?" I looked forward and saw Niall with a Canon camera, grinning. "What was that for?"

"This is for later," he smiled, taking a few more pictures, "Now pose."

I smiled at the memory and looked at a few more pictures of me in the same dress. It was when Niall kept telling me to pose.

"Oh come on! Just move to the music!"

I shakily moved my hands again.

"Higher!"

I put my hands on my hips,"I'm sorry, but I can't do this. I'm not a person who does photo shoots."

Niall put his hands on my shoulders and gave them a squeeze. "Remember how you didn't want to pose?"

I nodded, "Yeah."

He put the camera down and stood up, coming to stand next to me. "C'mon Ellie. It's just a photo shoot. Not even a real one. It's just going to be me. No one else is gonna see you and no one else is going to see these pictures."

I gulped and looked down. "Niall, I don't know."

He grabbed my hands real gentle with his and looked me straight in the eye, "I know I'm probably going to regret saying this, knowing Harry's going to kill me, but it's going to be worth it, so here I go. Ellie, you are an amazing girl who is one of the most smartest, bravest, funniest, cutest, wisest, most beautiful girl I've ever met, and I'm honored to know you. You have an amazing figure and have no reason to be insecure, even if you think you do. You have no fear what so ever and when you are on stage, you seem unstoppable. And you get so into your music, it's crazy. So please, just let loose and have fun. Let the music take over you and pose! I know you can do it."

I looked at him for a moment and looked down at my feet, "Niall..."

He looked at me and picked up the camera, snapping a photo of me. "Just pose."

"You finally did it," Niall continued once I got to the pictures where it looked like I was just having fun.

"Yeah, because you told me I could do it."

"Was I wrong?"

I chuckled, "Nope. Not one bit."

I didn't have to look at Niall to know he smiled. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. I blushed and clicked the next picture. This time, I was wearing the strapless white and pink checkered dress.

I poked my head of the door and my eyes shook when he got a picture of me peeping out.

I slightly glared at him, "Niall James Horan, I swear to god that if you weren't a singer, you'd be a photographer."

He laughed, "Just wait till we get these photos developed and then tell me what you think."

"Oh, and for the record, I think you're a fantastic photographer," I murmured.

Then I thought about the kiss before we came across the pictures. The first picture, when the camera automatically went off, we both looked so serious and as if we were both afraid.

"Fine!" I said, giving up.

"Yay!" I heard him cheer and I opened up the door, ready for the flash. Just like all the other times, he took a picture, but only one. He lowered the camera from his face and he looked at me in shock.

"See! I told you!" I complained and turned back into the dressing room but Niall scrambled to his feet and stopped me.

"No, Ellie, it's just that, wow. You look amazing," he gaped, looking me up and down.

I hit his shoulder lightly, "Now Niall. It's not nice to check out a girl while she's looking right at you," I teased.

We slowly leaned towards each other, closing the gap between us. At this moment, our lips were only centimeters apart.

I blinked a minute before realizing that the camera had gone off in Niall's hands. He muttered, "Damn camera."

I smirked slightly and my flirtatious mood was turned on, "You know, you do have a second chance."

He grinned and took the strap off his neck and set it down in the chair next to the dressing room door.

We stepped closer again and he wrapped his arms around me, his warm breath blowing tendrils of my hair. He advanced a little quicker this time. And this time I was ready.

I moved to the next picture and this time, we were both smiling and it was from farther away, since this one was taken by Harry.

I closed my eyes and waited for his lips to meet mine. But they didn't. A flash went off again.

Niall untangled himself from me and said, "That fucking camera always-" He stopped talking and I opened my eyes to look.

Harry was standing in the doorway with the camera in his hands - the source of the flash.

I smiled at the last picture and turned to look at Niall. But he wasn't behind me anymore. "Niall? I called.

"Over here," he replied and I looked and saw he was standing by the closet. "Did you like the pictures?"

I grinned, "Yeah. Good memories."

"I don't want them to be memories, Ellie."

I looked at him puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"I want them to be reality."

Before I could ask anymore questions, he opened his closet door and pulled out three things.

Three dresses.

They were the dresses I had on. The navy blue, the green with flowers, and the pink and white checkered.

"You didn't," I gasped.

"But I did," Niall said, blushing, "I bought them the same day at the mall."

"But why," I asked hoarsly.

He shrugged, "I don't know. I felt like I needed to. So I did."

Tears started to escape from my eyes and I sniffled.

"Oh, no. You're crying. You don't like them," he said, putting them back. "I'm sorry. I thought you liked them."

"No!" I cried, "I love them! It's just that, I can't believe you did that for me. No one's done anything like this for me before."

"I don't know why. You are the most deserving girl I know."

I sniffled and smiled. I ran forward and enveloped Niall into a hug, "Thank you."

"My pleasure," he grinned and kissed my cheek, "Now go and change. I'll be here."

I nodded and pulled away, wiping away the left over tears. I started for the door and Niall called, "Remember, nothing fancy!"

I laughed, "I know. I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Take your time. Like I said, I'll be here."

I smiled and ran out of the room, thinking, wow. I have an amazing boyfriend. Why didn't I say yes in the first place?