Chapter 21
My P.O.V
Niall's lips crashed against mine, clouding my judgment. I wanted to feel his lips on mine so badly, for so long. His lips were strong against my virgin ones. My thoughts become more and more cloudy as he put his hand on my face, making the kiss more passionate. Nothing could've made that moment any more perfect. If only the guitar wasn't separating us... "Niall, the guitar." I managed to choke out while coming up to get air. Without his lips leaving mine, he moved the guitar, smiling into the kiss, making me smile back. He pushed himself against me harder as I ran my hands through his dirty blonde hair. I couldn't believe what was happening but I couldn't think about anything else. I pulled myself closer to him as his tongue started tracing my lips, asking for entrance. As badly as I wanted to, I wanted to take things slowly with Niall.
I looked into Niall's eyes. He smiled the smile that I'd only seen on the cover of magazines. I let out a little breath of relief as I realized that he wasn't angry with me for stopping us. Part of me wanted to just take his face back into my hands and feel his slight stubble against my lips, but the other part wanted me to figure out if Niall really liked me, and wasn't just using me as a one night kind of thing, even though I didn’t think he was that kind of guy. After seconds, which felt like hours, of me debating what to do, I stood up, holding out my hand for him to take. He quickly put my small hand in his large one as he stood up smiling. I smiled back as we made our way back downstairs in silence, both of our smiles radiating. Holding his hand felt different this time. I felt protected- I felt like I belonged to someone. This thought made me squeeze Niall's hand, causing us both to stop before we went outside. I stood on my tip toes, placing my lips against his cheek as he wrapped his strong arms around me. I nestled my head in his neck and wrapped my arms around his back as we just stood there for a moment in silence, in each other's arms. His aftershave was intoxicating as I inhaled it again and again, wanting this moment to last forever; wanting to stay in his arms forever. We let each other go, as I took a moment to stare into his bright blue eyes. "Niall?" I asked, his hand reached out for the door handle. "hmm?" he asked, turning his attention back to me. "I.... Uhmmm..." I wanted to tell him how I felt, but I couldn't. I was too intimidated and scared he didn't feel the same way. "I like you to." he finished my sentence, causing my mouth to be left wide open. "How did you....?" I asked, stunned that he knew what I was going to say and that he felt the same. "I was about to tell you the same thing." with that we both smiled as he took my hand in his, walking back to the fire.
The light of the fire allowed me to see the boys, Lola, and Amy all huddled around the fire laughing. Lola was in Louis' lap as they shared a smore. Through the darkness my eyes found Harry and Nicole, who seemed like they had just joined us. I relaxed a little knowing that Nicole had found her way back... and was currently making out with Harry... Clearly I had missed a lot when I went upstairs. Niall and I walked closer, causing everyone to look up from what they were doing and look up at us. Niall sat in the last open seat, motioning for me to sit on his lap like Lola and Louis. I sat in his lap as everyone started laughing again and roasting marshmallows.
The rest of the night went by so quickly- we talked about virtually every topic out there, Niall managed to catch 6 marshmallows on fire, and I started crying because I was laughing so hard 4 times. Finally, the night turned into the early hours of the morning as the fire started to dwindle and die down, making the night seem colder. The topic of when the boys were going to go back to England came up. "Tomorrow morning." Liam answered, causing me to actually choke on the soda that I was drinking. Niall rubbed my back, trying to soothe me as I turned my face, meeting his eyes. I could see the pain in his eyes as he placed his hand on my cheek, wiping away a tear that I hadn't known had begin to fall. I didn't want Niall to leave, and I hadn’t thought he’d be leaving so soon. It would mean that I would probably never see him again and be forced to cope with how I feel about him when he wasn't even there. I looked away to see Harry stroking Nicole’s hair, both of their eyes reflective due to the tears that were falling down both of their faces. I then saw Amy and Zayn who seemed to be talking quietly to themselves, in low whispers, his arm around her, holding her close. "I'll send Kevin to watch over you." I heard Louis say as Lola cracked a smile, hugging him back. Liam just sat in front of the fire, playing with a stick. He looked happy, almost like a puppy, probably thinking about Danielle, whom he was supposed to see tomorrow. I couldn't believe what had happened in the past few days. The impossible had happened and tomorrow everything would be forced to go back to normal. I was going to have to cope with it and try to move on. The problem was, once I saw Niall's face, I feel like I couldn't think about anyone the same way. I turned my face back to Niall, as he pulled me closer to him, squeezing me tighter as I let a few more tears fall down my face. I just wanted to stay in his arms forever.
