Long Lost (A Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 11

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CAMERON'S POV

What the hell was I thinking? I was basically volunteering to get my heart broken.

But the feeling of him in my arms again felt so...right. Did this mean we were dating or just friends again?

"So..what are we then?" I asked.

Niall looked at me and smiled, "I hope this means we're back together?"

"Okay," I said re-thinking everything, "Niall, I will still have some restrictions. We'll need to take things...slow."

"Somehow, I will manage to break through your walls." He kissed my cheek and lifted up the arm rest. He put his arm around me and pulled me in close to snuggle with him. "I miss this." He said.

I did too. I guess I did miss him. Something in my life wasn't complete without him. But now, I have it all.

His seductive cologne made me hold him closer. He played with my hair and hummed softly just like he used to.

"When we're in New York, where are you and your friends going to stay?" I asked.

"We booked two rooms in your hotel." He smirked. "And I still need to officially introduce you to the boys!" He face-palmed.

My I rolled around so I was facing up, with my head on his lap. "We'll only have a day and a half at most, Niall."

"I'll treasure each second of it. But when we get back, just you and me." He kissed me.

I had to admit, it felt awkward moving into this relationship that I dreaded for so long, so fast. But somehow he made everything that was so wrong feel so damn right. And I hated it, because I know what I was getting myself into; but I said go and it's too late to stop now.

••••

Niall's hand eagerly grasped mine as the plane descended. "This is my favorite part. My stomach flutters like it does on a roller coaster!"

I laughed, mine did the same.

The planes wheels came out as we landed on the ground and we zoomed down the runway.

People started to get up, so Niall and I did the same. I noticed Claire a few people ahead of us laughing with one of the boys that sang to me. His curly hair messily flopped in every direction when he talked to her.

"When did that happen...?" I pointed to them.

"They went out when we did but for 7 months." He explained. I guess Claire and I could actually be better friends than we already are. At least I have another person to chat about my boy band troubles.

They opened the door to the plane and we got out into the airport.

••••

"Here's your room key, enjoy your stay." The man gave Niall and his friends the keys. We walked to elevator and one of the boys eagerly pressed the up button.