Black And White //N.H

57.

"Niall, I thought we were going straight home," I tell Niall a week later when we're on our way home, or by now on our way to primrose hill by the looks of it. "I want to go for a walk first. Want to show you my album," he tells me and I smile. "Mhh, ok then," I say and lean back into the car seat and look at him. "I hope you like it," he says, pulling up to a parking lot. "I'm sure I'll love it." He smiles and gets out of the car and I do the same, starting to walk a little. "No, wait," he mumbles, roaming around in the back of the car, before getting a satisfied smile on his lips. He walks over to me and before I know it he puts a beanie on my head. "Don't want you to be cold," he mutters, giving me a pair of gloves as well. I smile and look up at him in adoration, but before I can lean in and kiss him he takes a scarf and wraps it around my neck a few times, until you only can see my eyes and nose. "There," he says, pleased with himself, before placing a kiss on my nose. I laugh a little, the sound muffled by the scarf. I pull it down a little, so that I can speak before saying thank you. When he's done putting on his beanie and gloves as well he gives me one of his airpods and I put it in. The songs start playing and I smile, as he takes my hand and we start walking, telling me the name every time a new song comes on.

Heartbreak Weather. That time in west palm beach.

Dear Patience. This portraits the emotions I felt when we had a break, and now I know he felt them to.

Bend The Rules. Probably about me telling him I missed him, as he never did even though I know he felt that way. This one hurts a little, knowing he thinks I bend the rules, most likely after our relationship, but still.

Small Talk and Nice To Meet Ya. Most likely not about me.

Put A Little Love On Me. This one, in addition to Nice To Meet Ya is released already, but I realize he's playing all the songs so that I can get a feeling of the album together.

Arms Of A Stranger. I have never heard this one before, but I realize that it might as well be about me. I didn't hook up with anyone these past years, but the reason is because I wasn't over Niall. Seems like he had the same thoughts about it, only that he experienced it for real.

Everywhere. I couldn't agree more with this one. For a period of time, no matter where I looked I saw him. It was both him for real, but also illusions that he was around.

Niall looks up at me, with a small frown lingering on his lips. "Cross your mind. Before you say anything I kinda want to explain. Every time I spoke to you, or saw you, after the break up, I genuinely thought we would get back together. Except for that first time. It hurt like hell every single time we didn't."

New Angel. Didn't know he wanted to switch me out so badly, but I guess that's what I get for being an arse.

I look up around me, as we're stopping and I see that we're on the top of the hill. I look out and see the snow covered ground, with lights all around.

No Judgement. This one I recognize from the day we got together again. "It means whatever you want, Sweets. I can be your shoulder to cry on, your best friend, or your lover," he says and I smile.

San Francisco. "I wrote this pretty early. Always thought Barcelona looked like San Francisco, don't know why though. Missed you like hell when I wrote it. It was right after the Roman thing as well," he explains softly.

Still. It does feel like we're a thousand miles away from the place that we started. So much has happened in the last years, good and bad. I freeze a little when I hear a sentence I told him when I moved in and we were talking about this album. A little different, but still the same statement. If honesty means telling you the truth.

"This is the song on the album. Then I have two extra songs, for the delux one," Niall says, pulling his phone out to find them.

Dress. At this I feel some tears starting to form in my eyes. When I look up at Niall he's not looking at me, so I lean my head down to rest on his shoulder. "I love this one," I tell him and I feel him turn, so I pull my head up again. "Thought you might."

Nothing. This one makes sense. I don't really want anything else in this life than Niall.

Niall pulls the airpod out of his ear, and I do the same. I stay quiet for some time, not really knowing how I'm supposed to express all of the different emotions going through me. "You don't like it?" he mumbles, and I look up at him with a confused expression. "You're so quiet. Not that you have to say anything, I just wanted you to hear it," he states and I turn around to look at him. I put my arms around his neck so that I can look directly into his eyes.

"I was trying to figure out what to say. The album made me feel so many different emotions at once. Good and bad," I start off, as he looks away a little. "The lyrics are beautiful. Your writing is so unique, and amazing. I love it, every single bit of it," I finish up and he looks back at me with a smile. "Really?" I lean up to kiss his cheek, before I pull back. "Really." I say and his smile grows. "You're the first one I showed it to. I was nervous. I didn't get to show you Flicker, so I wanted to show you this, before anyone else got to hear it," he mumbles shyly. He wraps his arms around me and buries his face into my neck, or my scarf.

"I absolutely love it. It's perfect," I tell him before kissing his beanie covered head. "Do you think people will like it?" he says after pulling back. "Definitely. They're gonna love it. If they don't they're tone deaf." Niall chuckles a little before leaning up to kiss me.

"Wanna go down to the christmas market tomorrow?" Niall asks when we're back home and unpacking from our trip to Manchester. "Yeah, that would be nice," I tell him and he nods. Suddenly I feel myself getting lifted up from the floor and I squeal, as I'm thrown over Niall's shoulder. "Niall, put me down," I laugh but he runs out of the laundry room and into our bedroom. He throws me down on the bed before he kisses me softly. "Love you, love you, love you," he mutters before nuzzling into my neck. I let out a laugh, wondering what's going on. "Love you too." He pulls up a little and looks at me. "Let's have a full out date night tomorrow," he suggests and I shake my head. "Last night we had a proper date you told me you were moving away. Something you want to tell me?" I joke and he smiles. "Nope. Never moving away from you again." he mutters.

"Wanna get off me? I wasn't done unpacking," I ask him but he shakes his head. "I want to cuddle." I roll my eyes at him, but a smile still creeps up on my face. He crawls up on the bed and pulls my arm a little. I bite my lip before joining him. He pulls me into his chest, so that he can cuddle me. "These moments are my favorite ones," Niall says, before I feel him pull away from me. I frown at him, but he comes back a few seconds later and places a book in front of me. "Pillow Thoughts. I've read it before but I wanted you to read it with me," Niall explains making me smile at him, and the thought about him reading a book thinking that he wants to share it with me.

AN// I am really really nervous for this chapter. I'm actually quite nervous about all the chapters that's left, because I want you guys to like them.