FOREVER [Niall Horan] ✔

Chapter 32.

"Sometimes I wonder if your wandering thoughts wonder about me." -Perry Poetry

Niall's POV

"Better?" I ask Ana as I soothing rub her stomach underneath my shirt that she's wearing, which rises as I do and bundles around her hips, and the only thing except for her knickers. I do not dare look down at her bare thighs or her plain, black panties that are on display for my eyes, for I know that I won't be able to resist her.

We are sitting on the couch in her living room, watching TV. My back is against the hand rest with my legs spread out in front of me on the couch and Ana between them, her back against my chest and our legs tangled together.

"Yeah." She leans further against my bare chest and turns her head to place a soft kiss on my throat.

I've been looking forward to this weekend so much. I missed Ana for the past two days since I was very busy with my work and she was busy with hers. We didn't even spend the night together like we usually do after our long, hard days. God! I really missed her.

I am still overwhelmed with the things I feel for Ana. I've grown to love her so much that I cannot even describe it and every time I look at her, my love for her only defines. But I'm afraid at the same time, that maybe one day she'll leave me and take away everything that's left of me.

My trance is broken when I hear my phone ring. I pick up my phone to see that Logan's calling me. I swipe the green button before speaking into the phone. "Hey, Wassup?" I sigh and hope he doesn't ask me to come over to the office for work. I love my work, trust me, but I'm tired, plus I'm too comfortable here with Ana to even think about leaving.

She looks at me with raised eyebrows, asking me 'Who's it?' and I mouth 'Logan' before I hear Logan's voice.

"I'm not calling you over, Niall." Logan laughs, he knows me too well. "I just called you to remind you that I won't be coming from the next week for three months because I've got my wedding to prepare for-" I can hear the smile in his voice. "And my honeymoon." How could I forget it? I silently groan at the thought of doing everything on my own. I've been so used to getting everything ready and shortlisted while I had to go through the documents and sign the important papers. "I forgot to inform ya earlier today so I called. I also emailed you my leave application along with all the details," He speaks as I continue to mindlessly rub Ana's sore stomach.

"I can't even tell you no." I lightly joke and feel Ana's lips against my throat. I give her a small smile and kiss the top of her head before she turns to look at the TV.

"It's going to be just fine." He laughs making me laugh harder. "I can arrange a substitute, if you want me to, Niall."

"Nah! I think I'll manage plus I don't really trust these newcomers." I sigh and pout.

"Okay then. Bring Ana at the wedding along with you."

"Of course, Logan." I smile and hang up after we bid our goodbyes and keep my phone on the coffee table. I quickly tell her about the invitation and she agreed.

"You're cute," She abruptly says and removes my hand from under the shirt, wraps it around her torso and rests it on her stomach with her hands holding mine. I play with her fingers as I stare at some TV show after mumbling a short 'thanks' even though I don't know why she finds me cute all of a sudden.

We're watching some criminal series, that Ana likes a lot when my phone beeps again. I adjust myself a little to reach my phone on the coffee table but cut the call and turn it over when I see it's Louis. I don't want to talk to him, not after everything he said about Ana and knowing how wrong he is. He doesn't know her at all. Whatever he said about her was pure stupid and bullshit.