Moments With You {Hiatis Until Further Notice}

Chapter Three - A Princess' Knight in Shining Armor

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**Niall’s POV**

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I sat on my bed, staring aimlessly at the pale blue wall across the room, a love sick smile playing across my mouth.  Last night playing out in my mind like a new release in the theaters, crowds and lines streaming into the packed rooms to watch the actions play out on a wide screen for all to see.

It had a few hiccups in the beginning, but isn’t that how it always goes?  The first date, aren’t you meant to be nervous?  So it’s only natural that there were some bumps along the way.  I think I would be scared if there weren’t, because then things would have gone smoothly, perfectly dare I say.  And while perfect things are rare treasures to behold, they are often short lived and often looked upon with envy.  And that’s not what I want with Kylie.   I would prefer to have the common bumps, mistakes, all the things that would make a stereotypical mind to believe a relationship is that of a sour one, and  sustain itself with a lifetime of love and happiness, than to have what one would imagine a perfect relationship shining and shimmering in gold, but leave it short-ended, companioned with the constant reminder of what used to be while reminiscing on what we could have had together.

 “MUM! HELP!” I ran around my room, flipping my duvet over, throwing clothes this way and that, picking things up and throwing them in the opposite direction in haste.

“What is it Niall?”  I jumped as Mum stood in the doorway with an amused look in her face.

“Don’t just stand there! Help me!”  My mum  quirked her eyebrow and crossed her arms as if to say ‘Excuse me?’  “Sorry Mum, please help me?” She chuckled as nodded her head.

“What do you need help with Ni?”

“I can’t find my red polo, or my white Supras, or the flowers I swore I out on my night stand yesterday.  My lucky boxers, are gone. Can’t find those.  I can’t find the cologne Kylie loves and I need to leave in 15 minutes and help. Please.”  I’m not one for getting on my knees and begging but I’m out of options, out of time. 

“I don’t know why you’re freaking out so much Niall. You’ve known Kylie for 13 years, you know nothing you do is going to push her away from you.”  Mum said as she shrugged and began walking down the stairs.  Lunging off my place among the scattered clothes and mess on my floor, I ran to meet her at the bottom of the stairs, silently praying she knew how to help me.

“I know but it’s different now!”

Mum walked into the kitchen, nose in the air and shoulders pressed back, loving the fact that she knew something about my missing things and I did not. “How?”

“Because it just is!” Honestly, It wasn’t all to different.  We would still have Thursday Peter Pan and I would still meet her at her locker every morning.  I would still get her gifts for her birthday and Christmas and  I would still think she was beautiful.  I would still laugh for hours on end even if her jokes weren’t necessarily the funniest things in the world, and I would still tell her I loved her and I would always be there for her.  But that’s where it would change. 

On Thursday Peter Pan, I will be able to kiss her and snuggle with her knowing it means more than it did before. I will still meet her at her locker, but now there won’t be another boy she’s hanging on to and there won’t be another girl hanging on to me.  I will still buy her gifts on her birthday and Christmas, but they’ll be bigger and better than before.  Not to mention the gifts she’s going to get every month on our anniversaries and on Valentine ’s Day and every other little holiday I feel like spoiling my girlfriend on.  I will still think she is more beautiful than any other living, breathing thing out there, and I will always be there for her, no matter what happens between us, I’ll never let anyone or anything hurt her.  I will be able to kiss her whenever I feel the urge to do so and there won’t be another man to get mad at me for kissing their girl.  I’ll be able to be around her even more now than we were before, which was a lot.  I’m finally able to cal her mine.  And that’s all I’ve wanted for the past couple of years.  Even if I didn’t know that’s what I wanted, I did.