July 25

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guys

i'm sorry

i know i said saturday afternoon

i have a lot on my plate right now

i really do love like all three of you who read this

ehmygawd okay here's the chapter

Dear Niall,

July 25

I came over to your house today. I knocked on the door, you let me in, I grabbed your wrist and pulled you upstairs to your bedroom. I sat on the edge of your bed while you sat on the stool in the corner of the room.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly. "I don't know why I didn't kiss you back." I admitted. "I was just...I don't know. I was scared." I confessed.

"Of what?" You asked me, not looking me in the eye.

"Do you-" I paused to take a deep, shaky breath. "Do you know the boy, Louis? Did you ever see me with him anytime this summer?" You nodded slowly.

"Yeah," You swallowed and your knee started bouncing up and down. "I know the one."

"A lot happened with him, Niall, okay?" I explained. "There are things that I can't tell you, things I'm not ready to talk about."

"Okay," Again, you nodded. "That's okay. I can wait."

"Wait?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah," You finally looked up and my breath hitched as your eyes met mine. "I'll wait for you. I'll wait eighty years, one hundred years, a lifetime, forever."

"Niall-" I began, but you interrupted me.

"No, Elle." You said. "I want you. I want all of you, I don't care how long I have to wait."

"Niall-" I tried to interject, but you cut me off once again.

"I love you." You blurted before your cheeks reddened and you clamped you mouth shut.

I froze almost immediately, not moving a muscle. The only sound was the wind blowing in from the open window and the sound of your soft inhales and exhales.

I love you. I love you. I love you. I concentrated on the three words until I worked up the courage to speak.

"I love you, Niall." I replied, my voice coming out higher than I intended it to. I knew what I was saying was the truth the instant the words left my mouth.

Love,

Elle

Dear Elle,

July 25

You love me. You love me. I love you, you love me. We love each other. I worked up the courage to say, "I love you." and you said it back. I love you, Elle, all of you, every part of you.

I love you, all of who you are. I don't just love what I see in the light, I even love the dustiest, darkest corners of your soul, the most messed up parts of your mind. I am in love with everything you do, everything you are.

I want to take care of you when you're sick, I want to eat cereal with you at the kitchen table and play with your hair. I want to kiss your lips and your cheeks and your forehead and your nose. I want to carry you around and hold your hand and I want to drive around town with you all day. I want to dance around the kitchen while we bake cookies and I want to watch movies with you (I also want to fuck you against a wall, but I'd never admit that for fear of sounding like a dick.). I want to build a treehouse with you.

I want to marry you someday, Elle. I want to raise a family with you. Two boys and one girl, because that's what you've always wanted. We can even have a dog and a pet fish. I'll do anything you want, really. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Love,

Niall

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whatever

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