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-Chapter 33-

-Chapter 33-

Niall's POV:

I had left soon after Cora went off to dance with Harry. I couldn't bare the sight of his hands on her hips, or their bodies touching. I know that Harry has no feelings for Cora, and Cora has none for him that aren't friendship, but people do stupid things.

I've done stupid things before. One of them was signing that document, but I don't want to go over that again.

I had just been to Tesco's and bought some food, not much just a lot of tins and some cereals. Cora's stuff was in the boot, along with mine and the camping stuff.

I'm not a huge camper, but I do have a tent, a cooker, chairs and a table, sleeping bags, air bed, and all the normal camping stuff.

I had changed out off my costume, and was now sitting in my car a few blocks away from the party. I had texted Cora telling her where I was, and she had just sent one back telling me she was on her way.

The current time was half eleven. It would take around four and a half hours to get to Wales, but I had already called the campsite's owner warning them about our late --or early arrival, it depends on how you look at it-- and she had given me the code to access the campsite, telling me to pop by in the morning to pay the deposit and sign a few things.

As I was waiting my brain started playing the images of Cora and Harry dancing, making me want to cry.

Why couldn't I dance with her like that? 

Why can't I show everyone how much I love her? Yes, love. I love her. I've loved her ever since I set eyes on her. Cliché, I know. 

That night I invited her to go shopping with Barbara and the other girls, I told her I loved her, but she never replied or brought it up again, so I guess she isn't ready to say it back to me. She probably still loves Bradley Simpson. 

Movement caught my eyes, and they flicked over to the source. Cora was jogging?

No, she was running. Jimmy Choo's in hand, broom and hat in the other. Both hands were gripping tightly at her dress, pulling the expensive materiel up off the ground. 

I smiled and turned my headlights on. 

She stopped and her body turned to face the car. I waved from inside my car, and a huge grin spread across her face. She started running again, and I opened the car door.

I got out and waited for her to be in reaching distance, before grabbing her arm and pulling her close to me.

Cora dropped her shoes, hat, and broom to the ground, and swung her arms around my neck. She nuzzled her face into my neck as I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist.

"I-" She started, but I cut her off by smashing our lips together. She responded, of course, and our arms wrapped tighter around each other.

This kiss was more powerful than normal, more aggressive, almost lustful.

As we pulled away, I put my finger under her chin and lifted it up so that our eyes locked.

"Don't. It doesn't matter, let's not ruin the trip over this." I whispered and she nodded biting her lip, a habit that always made me want to kiss her. So, I did.

Our lips locked once again and she sighed into the kiss. Cora pulled away slowly and pressed her head into my neck.

"Did you get my stuff?" She finally asked, not moving her head from our cozy position.

"Yep." I said popping the 'p'.

"Thank you." She whispered.

"You are very welcome. Now let's get going, shall we?" I questioned and she nodded.