Classic rock and alternative rock is blaring from the speakers as me and Niall speed our way down the beach in the rental jeep. I'm standing in my seat holding onto the windshield singing loudly as my hair flies out behind me. Niall is singing along as well. We're having a grand time. Best I've had for a while and I almost forget everything. Almost... At one point I sit back in my seat laughing and moving my hair out of my eyes fixing my sunglasses. Niall seems to be staring at me.
"May I help you mister Horan?" I ask looking over and turning down the music. "Nah. Just enjoying the view." He winks. "Just don't touch the masterpieces please." I say and flip my hair. His laugh is infectious. The sun is beating down on our skin but it has no affect to us, as we still keep partying on. "Hungry?" He asks over the music that I had turned back up. "No" I find a way to say over the sound of Miss Jackson by Panic At The Disco. He turns it down and I frown slightly. "You haven't eaten much lately, I'm worried." "Niall, I'm fine. I'm just not hungry, end of story, now turn that back up will you?" He turns it back up and I sing along loudly stomping my feet on the dash board. Hopefully that's the last time he investigates that situation...
The sun kisses the horizon and I'm lying in the back of the jeep next to Niall listening to my music once more. "Hey, Marie?" "Yes, how may I help you?" "Sit up and look over that way." "Why?" "Just do it." I laugh and sit up looking in the direction he pointed. "Assbutt" he says simply and I start laughing harder my dimples appearing and shoving my hand to my mouth. I hear a click and I turn to see him holding a camera. "Dammit Niall!" He laughs . "give me that." I grab the camera and face it towards him snapping a picture of him in mid laugh. Payback. "Alright let's head back to the damn hotel."
He chuckles . "fine" I sigh and climb into the passenger seat.
After we take the rental car back , Niall takes me to a little coffee shop and tells me to buy something. "I'm not hungry." I say once again but he ignores me and gets two sandwiches. "I won't eat it." I say and sit down. "Yes you will." "Niall." "Marie." "Damn you." "You love me." I eat the sandwich feeling bad if I don't. Then we head back to the hotel. About time. I'm whooped.
(I AM SO FREAKING SORRY I HAVEN'T POSTED IN A WHILE I SWEAR I WILL REALLY REALLY TRY TO UPDATE MORE AND BETTER CHAPTERS SOON I'M SO AWFUL I APOLOGIZE.)
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