FOREVER [Niall Horan] ✔

Chapter 51.

“We’ve loved each other so long I’ve never been a man and not loved her.” -The Essex Serpent by Sarah Perry

Niall's POV

"Gosh! I'm so tired," Ana groans as she flops on the sofa. I let out a low chuckle, keep the shopping bags on the table in front of us before joining her on the sofa. We spent more than four hours to find a perfect dress and accessories for her to wear at Logan and Kristen's wedding tomorrow and a fancy tie for me. It took us another hour to find a gift for the couple.

"Come here," I mutter and she scoots closer to me, keeping her hands against my chest and snuggling into my chest like a small, sleepy kitten. I wrap my arms around her and rest my legs on either side to protect her from falling off the sofa.

I move my hand to her head and gently massage her scalp to relax some tension. She slightly moans as I continue my actions and mutters a 'don't stop' in her sleepy voice and I comply. I lightly hum, for I know that it soothes her, to one of the tunes that I composed. It's not great but I think she likes it.

It takes a few minutes before I hear her faint snores. A smile spreads across my face when I see the woman in my arms and all I can think about is how did I get so lucky to have her, keep her and protect her. The way she looks so vulnerable and beautiful while sleeping, with her mouth a bit ajar. God! I'm never letting her go. I'll marry her someday and we can have as many kids as she wants. We can move to someplace on the outskirts of London and have a nice, big place where our kids could grow.

My breath catches in my throat when I realise the thought that just crossed my mind. It is in the moment, I comprehend that I've never been more in love with anyone and that I, indeed, want to spend the rest of my life with her. I silently sigh, place a kiss on top of her head before letting sleep take over me and stopping my mind to get ahead of us.

I wake up when I feel Ana shuffle in my arms. Whining, I tighten my arms around her to prevent her actions. "I gotta take a piss," She mumbles and I sigh.

"Go," I utter and let go of her before laying down and making myself comfortable on the sofa. Ana comes back after a couple of minutes and snuggles back in my arms, keeping her head on it and throwing her right leg over my waist.

"Why's your T-shirt moist?" She inquires, running the tips of her index over the moist part.

"You drooled all over my chest," I say with a grin on my face, my eyes still closed.

"I didn't." She argues.

"You did, baby, you did." I chuckle. "And it's not the first time that you did it."

"What? I don't drool," She insists, probably frowning.

"I don't mind," I say and she huffs, clearly suggesting that she is not agreeing with me but also not arguing.

We lay on the sofa for a few more minutes before getting up and ordering some Chinese takeout from a restaurant close by. After completing our dinner and cleaning up the little mess that we created, I help Ana arrange our things for tomorrow.

I put on a movie in my room, strip to my boxers and get comfortable on the bed as Ana walks to the bathroom. She comes out after a few minutes, wearing nothing but my T-shirt.

No matter how many times I see her like this, it'll always be like the first time. My T-shirt hangs loose on her body but not too loose, and reaches just above her mid thighs, her beautiful legs on display. I can see her breasts through my white T-Shirt and know that she's not wearing any bra, just like any other night.

She walks a couple of steps towards me before raising her hands to tie her hair up in a bun, the T-shirt riding up her legs, revealing her white panties. She winks at me and offers a sly smile when she sees me staring at her. "Let it be." I interrupt her actions.