Through The Dark (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 20

Aubree's POV

Hours later, Niall rolled over, crawling on top of me, making me tuck my limbs into my body, covered by him.

He kissed my cheek and I giggled, "What?"

"I don't know." His fingers were exploring my face, staring at me intently.

When I moved my hands up to my face to keep him from staring down at my imperfections, he grabbed them and moved them away, threading our fingers together on either side of my body as his lips attacked my neck. I moved up into his touch. He released my hands, replacing them on my hips, slowly going underneath my shirt to press his firm hands against my back. Niall held me closer, his lips playing harder on the soft skin of my neck.

I bit my lip, wincing because it was already swollen and sore, and rolled my head back. I slipped my hands around him, ending up in his back pockets, holding his body against mine.

Suddenly he broke apart, in plank position above me, and said, "Let's go out tonight."

"Out?"

"Out."

"Out where?"

"Dinner?"

I shrugged.

"How about..." Niall started, sitting up with his legs straddling me, and took my hands, lifting me up, "we go out for pizza, and then hot cocoa, and we can take a walk if it's not too cold."

My eyes flickered up at him, "Okay."

"Let's go!" I was startled as his arms snaked around my body, lifting me off the bed and spinning me around.

I was a mess of giggles, clinging onto him for my life.

Niall set me down lightly, arms still holding me tight, nuzzling his head in my neck and laughing with me. He parted from me, keeping one hand in mine. His eyes found my favorite sweatshirt of his lying on the floor and he dived for it, next putting it over my head.

With the fact that he was at least six inches taller than me, and his muscles were growing on a daily basis, I felt like a little baby in his clothes.

I took hold of his hand again, and he sprinted out of the room to the main hall, me struggling to not slip and fall in my fuzzy socks on the smooth floor behind him. Niall was insane. Good insane.

He always made me laugh.

He put on his own coat, spending about ten more minutes asking if I would be warm enough because he didn't want me to get a cold.

Niall put his palms on my cheeks, kissing me intensely before we left.

"I love you, Aubree."

Niall's POV

I can't believe we had a radio interview the next day. I loved doing things for the fans because I was incredibly thankful for them and I loved them more than anything, but I also loved Aubree more than anything, and it was her first day of therapy. I wanted to drive her there and wait for her and drive her back home and make sure she was okay and be there to reassure and kiss her and hug her and be near her, but I couldn't.

I didn't even know if she would want me coming along anyway; she didn't really like the fact that I knew so much about her.

I didn't get her sometimes.

"So, Niall, how do you feel about the album coming out in less than a week?"

I snapped out of my thoughts. "It's insane! I'm so thankful to be working with these lads and writing songs and recording, and I just hope the fans like the new album. I think they will!"