'Till Death Do Us Part {Trilogy to TPL and LTF}

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

~ Nina ~

"Ready to go, princess?" Niall asked.

"Yeah, let's go."

I made sure we had everything before we got in the car, after having locked the house.

We won't be back here for awhile.

Niall and I are headed to Ireland for a little bit and then, we're leaving for our honeymoon right after.

I'm so damn excited!

I just wish Niall would tell me where we're going for our honeymoon.

He said I would love it and I don't doubt him so I'm sure it'll be wonderful.

Instead of staying with Niall's parents, we're staying at a hotel in Dublin.

"Get comfortable. We've got quite a drive ahead of us." Niall said, pulling out of our driveway.

"Thank you for this. It means a lot, you know." I said.

"I know how much you've wanted to visit Ireland so it's the least I could do for the woman I love."

"Oh, thank you, baby. I love you too." I giggled and kissed his cheek, grabbing onto his hand.

We're hoping to arrive in Dublin at 9:00 tonight.

We sort of left a little later than we thought we would...

But it's alright, we'll be just fine.

"You excited?" Niall asked.

"Beyond."

I grinned and he laughed at me.

"Why are you laughing at me?" I asked.

"You're just cute. I can't help but laugh at you."

"Damn, Mr. Horan, compliments are just flying out of you today, huh?"

"Yes, Mrs. Horan, they are."

I'll never get used to that.

I was so used to having my last name be Tomlinson and now it's Horan.

I love it, though.

"Nina?" Niall questioned, squeezing my hand lightly.

"Huh?"

"I asked you a question."

"Oh, I'm sorry." I said, embarrassed. "What was your question?"

He chuckled lightly and smiled afterwards.

"Are you cold? You've got goosebumps."

Now that I think about it, I am pretty cold.

I'm a weird person, okay?

Yes, I get cold in the middle of summer.

"Yeah, I'm fine though." I said.

Niall unclasped our hands before reaching in the backseat and pulling his sweatshirt out.

"Here, I don't want you freezing the whole way."

I blushed, taking the jumper from him and slipping it on.

I love wearing his clothes, just like other girls love when they wear their boyfriend's- well, husband's- clothes.

I'm not sure why all girls love it, maybe it's because it's just comfy?

Or possibly because it makes you think that their arms are around you?

I don't know, but I love it.