Chapter 41
*le 5 hours later*
"Babe wake up" I hear Niall's thick Irish accent and his breath on my neck.
I didn't move, my face in my pillow, loving how comfy our bed is. I'm finally done packing and I was taking a nap, until Niall woke me up. I feel Niall's lips on the side of my neck, giving me little kisses, slowly moving to the back of my ear. I giggle from how it tickles and jump a bit, still face down on the bed.
"Fine, if you're gonna be stubborn." Niall warns me.
I don't think anything of it until I feel to arms wrap under me, across my stomach and powerfully lift me off the bed.
"Niall!" I yell in shock.
He sets me down on the carpet floor standing up, looking straight into his eyes. It always blows my mind from how blue his eyes are. A smirk begins to creep up on his face.
"What?" I say, still moody from being woken up from my power nap.
"You're just so beautiful." He says, as he smirk evolves into a loving smile. I smile back and peck his lips, until I smell something.
"What's cookin good lookin." I joke to him.
"Oh crap! That's dinner!" He panicky as he runs to the kitchen. I hear a couple pots being clunked together so I go to see what's going on.
"Saved it. We're all good." He huffs, pride lingering in his facial expression as he sets a pan back onto the stove top.
"So what did you make us?" I ask him, delighted that he actually made dinner for once. On tour, Harry and I did ALL the cooking. We really bonded with that.
"I don't know about you but I'm having chicken Parmesan over pasta." He says, half-jokingly. I just look at him in surprise. I mean, I know he has the appetite of an elephant but come on?
"I'm just kidding y/n. I made dinner for the both of us. I thought you probably wouldn't want to cook. You've had a tiring day." He says, with sympathy in his eyes.
"You know me too well." I say as I grab a plate and head for the food. Niall and I get our dinner and get comfy on the couch while we watch a movie. Niall and I start feeding each other with our forks. He is just so adorable.
We finish eating and we smuggle up to each other to finish watching the movie. My head on his chest as his arms are wrapt around me. The movie ends and we just sit there, in each others arms, in our apartment. It's just a great feeling to know I'm living with Niall now. I don't know if Ill be able to get used to it. I feel two fingers lifting my chin to discover Niall's lips waiting to connect with mine.
Our lips move in sync, as he deepens the kiss, I place my arms around his neck. Niall picks me up bridal style and carries me to our room, with out breaking the kiss. He then lays me down on our bed, the sheets messed up from my earlier nap. Niall lays on top of me and restarts the kiss. He deepens it quickly and then moves to my neck, giving me love bites on the way down to my collar bone. I sigh and I can feel Niall smile as he kisses back up my neck and reconnects with my lips. I giggle as his cold hands move to my bare hips, giving me goose bumps. This time I deepen the kiss and pull him closer to me, wanted as much space decreased between us. We are like this for about 30 minutes, kissing, giggling, and more kissing. We both let go, out of breath.
"I'm gonna get ready for bed." I say as I hop of the bed and walk into our closet. I throw on some short shorts and a tank top. I walk out while putting my hair up into a messy bun and see Niall laying in our bed in just his boxers. He couldn't do that at my house, none of the boys could, mom's rules. I smile at him as I climb into bed. Giving him a quick good night kiss before laying down on his chest. I lay my arm across his stomach as he wraps both arms around me, one around my shoulders, the other around my waist. My slowly close my eyes as I hear Niall's heartbeat and feel his chest rise and fall as he breaths. And with that, I fall asleep. A great first night in my new apartment.
*le 1 week later*
"You excited?" Liam asks me, as he gives me my book bag.
"Yeah, kinda nervous though. First day of school jitters I guess." I respond, putting my book bag over one shoulder and adjusting my outfit. I though I should go simple, so a light pair of jeans and a black sleeveless sheer collar button-up with a coral blazer. We walk out to the car and we both get in. Since Louis and Zayn took my clothes shopping, and Harry and Niall took me supplies shopping, Liam wanted to take me on my first day.
The rest of the guys are already at the studio. Liam puts the car in drive and we are off to my first day of College in London. It's about a five minute drive until we reach it, with of course, a mass of paparazzi and fans outside. Liam and I go through routine. Quickly get out if the car and make way towards the entrance, with campus security helping us out a bit. We get inside and go to the head masters office to get my schedule and my books. I receive what I need and go back out to the lobby.
"If you need anything, we are all just a text or phone call away." Liam says, concerned.
"I'll be fine, really." I say, trying to ease him.
"Just check up on us every now and then. Just give one if us a text or call." He says. I agree and give Liam a hug and kiss on the cheek before I go.
I look down at my schedule, "Class 1: Advanced English History- Room 2-504."
'Ok. lets go then.' I think to myself as I walk to my first class....
"Are you sure you're ok? Are people bothering you?" Niall asks, I had to check in like every hour, I feel like I have five over protective boyfriends, oh wait, just one and his four best friends.
"No Niall, this is college, not high school. I'm fine and no one has bothered me." I say, annoyance lingered in my response.
"So where are you headed now?" He asks, trying to change the subject.
"Lunch, I saw a really cute cafe on my way here so I might go there." I say.
"Ok, just be careful." He says, concerned, the emotion in his voice during the whole conversation.
"I will and all the fans are in school anyway. So I should be all good." I say.
"Ok, I love you!" He says, I can hear oohing and howling in the background. I giggle and respond with,
"I love you too" and hang up. I head over to the little cafe called The Bistro. I walk inside and was seated at a table for two by a window. A waitress comes up to me with a warm smile but tired eyes.
"Hello y/n, what can I get you to drink?" She asks me. How does she know my name? I've never met this girl in my life.
"I'll have a lced Tea. How do you know my name?" I ask her.
"Everyone knows your name here. You as popular as the other girlfriends now. Especially since you moved here to be closer with the guys." She says smiling still, which I presume is hiding a tired frown.
"Wow, I didn't realize." I say. She walks away and I stare at my menu, lost in thought. I never really expected that I would be as known as the girls so quickly. We've only been dating 8 months. Maybe it's because I'm just a normal person.
I'm not a singer (but I do have a pretty good voice), I'm not a professional dancer (but I can dance), and I'm definitely not a model (not really into that, but Eleanor is gorgeous). I'm just a normal girl, except going into college early, I really don't think I'm that extraordinary....my train of thought stops at a station as my drink is getting set down on my table.
"Do you need a couple more minutes?" the waitress asks me.
"No, I'm just going to have the citrus salad. It sounds good." I smile up at her. She writes down my order and walks to the kitchen, where the unknown cook is doing all the work.
"Hey." I hear as a figure sits in the other chair. I turn my head for my brain to go from calm to shock as I see who is sitting across from me....
"Paul?"
