November // n.h

xxiv.

a.n.

This is the last chapter of this story! I have wanted to thank every single person for reading this and hopefully enjoying it, as much as I enjoyed writing it!

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               T W E N T Y  -  F O U R

What woke me up was the smell of cocoa flowing in the air, deliciously inviting me to go downstairs into the kitchen and wrap my cool fingers around the warm cup.

And as I slowly wrap myself in Niall’s jumper, that was just lying on the side, I can feel all the cells in my body slowly awaken, ready for the last day of the year.

As I make my way downstairs to the kitchen I have the ability to notice the fresh snow covering the ground, almost like a blanket, and I smile to myself. In Old Grimsby we never had snow, only heard about it and honestly it was such a pleasant sight. The white colour making everything seem pure and clean.

My eyes turn towards Niall standing with his back towards me an somehow, I blush to myself. I am with the one and only Niall Horan in the city that everyone praises and loves – London. This is the first time that I am so far from home and I am not afraid at all.

Moreover, I am excited. Happy, too.

I can feel that I am mentally ready for the new year to come. My mind has set itself a goal – to keep all the positive thoughts because as long as I got my family and Niall, I will be alright.

Of course, I will never forget Danny and everything that he has meant to me, but I can’t keep myself in constant grief. It’s unhealthy and even more, Danny wouldn’t want me to do that.

And as I wrap my arms around Niall, my cheek pressed against his back, I am sure that I have learnt how to move on and not leave the memory behind.

“Morning.” I whisper as a smile forms on my lips by itself.

“Morning,” Niall answers me, somehow twisting his body around in my embrace so that now, he is looking into my eyes. His thumbs gently stroking my cheeks as he leaves a kiss on my forehead. And with closed eyes I smile to him, knowing that he is doing the same towards me. “How did you sleep?”

“Comfortable is not the exact word, but it’s close enough.” I smile at him.

My eyes locked with his I can notice the small sparks of happiness dancing around, some of them even exploding and blending with his million dollar smile. It is clear to me that he is happy, and I hope that he can see that I am as happy as he is in this moment.

And the radio is quietly playing in the background; and the aroma of cocoa still filling the air, adding magic to the moment.  

In all honesty, I would mind repeating this each morning. Walking into the kitchen, to see Niall making cocoa or tea – but only on cold spring or autumn mornings.

Moreover, I can see myself doing so. The only problem would be Niall touring around the world whilst I’d stay miles away from him. His warm embrace, his hand in mine, the soft kisses he leaves on my lips and most importantly his presence.

“We’re going out tonight.” He pecks me on the lips. His soft lips warm, whilst mine – cold.

“Where?” I ask a tad bit excited but more scare – in case anyone sees us. I prefer Niall’s fans to find out about us from him, not the media. Niall has told me about previous girlfriend drama within his fans and I wouldn’t want any of that happening to me. Even though it is inevitable.

“That is a surprise.” He tells me and this time, Niall leans in to leave a warm and loving kiss on my lips, making me only crave more and more.

Somehow, Niall drives me crazy. In a dizzy kind of way, my head does spin when we kiss; and in a way where I just keep wanting more. Where I want to know his wonders and worries, yet everything takes time and I am not planning on leaving Niall behind.

He is just one of those people that keep you wondering.

And as I am about to ask Niall one more question the front door open and we hear laughter filling in the flat. I hold Niall a little tighter, knowing what is coming our way, and as I hear the footsteps coming closer and closer I prepare myself for a comment from either of his mates.

“C’mon lovebirds! Get dressed! We have great plans for today.” Louis stands behind us and taps me on my shoulder, trying to grab my attention since I’ve got my eyes closed.

“Can’t see you!” I tell him, holding onto Niall a little more tighter, if possible.

“Lies!”

Niall laughs after a moment until he realises something and lets the thought out, “hold on- how did you get inside?”

“We got the keys, mate.” Zayn speaks and this time, I am the one laughing.

I have met his band mates a few hours after Niall showed me the music store. The thought of meeting his closest mates overwhelmed me, especially because I wasn’t prepared what I would say to them. I have never thought I would meet them in such a short amount of time.

To me, it was more like I would meet them on the second day of me being in London, not the first one whilst my mind is still not adjusted to the thought of me being in London. Yet when Niall introduced me to them, all the tension I had inside myself disappeared and I felt almost like I was at home.

His friends were nice. Each of them gave me a warm hug and after few random questions I felt comfortable enough to have banter with them; to simply enjoy myself.

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I have always pictured the streets of London overflowing with people. Especially during New Years Eve.

The smell of fresh snow and warm syrup filling the air. Frozen clouds of warm breaths lifting above everyone’s heads, dissolving in the dark night sky above.

The snow glistening like I had just shaken a snow globe. And it glitters and sparkles and it is unconditionally beautiful; blending in with all the Christmas lights that surround the streets of London.

There are many people out and the sky is painted in the dark colours of navy blue yet all the lights and the stars in the far off distance make it feel welcoming; and the cold wind is kissing my face, making my cheeks blush at such a gesture.

But I had been proved wrong to feel nervous because Niall is holding my red-gloved mittens in his hand and we are spinning.

Spinning into a blissful world of colours and it feels like all that the air consists of is pure magic; and I am breathless once the countdown begins-

10, 9, 8,

Niall grabs my waist and we start spinning slower and slower, ‘til he stops. His cold hands are on my neck now and my breath heightens-

7, 6, 5,

He is tucking my wild hair back and I’m staring at his dazzling eyes and it feels like the wind has kissed me with electricity-

4, 3,

And his lips look so teasingly beautiful, cold and needy-

2,

He is leaning forward and I feel the magic, I feel the electricity as his lips are barely brushing against mine-

1-

His lips are cold against mine and there is definitely something better than magic in the air.

And I don’t care that someone may see us. It does not matter in this moment. All that matters is Niall and I. Our lips in sync together, his hands holding my face tightly, whilst my own are tightly holding onto his warm winter coat and I feel like the whole world has stopped just to watch the moment that the two of us are sharing but I am not ashamed. Not even a tad bit.