200 miles - Narry

Chapter 10

The way I wake up the next morning is possibly the best way to wake up.

"Babe," Niall whispers to my ear, caressing my face and pressing a kiss on my nose.

"Babe, give me a kiss," he continues whispering and although I'm half asleep, my brain registers his words. I pucker my lips in a ridiculous way, feeling him brushing his lips on mine for a brief second.

"Are you even awake yet?" I hear him questioning and I let out a sound which is supposed to be a 'no', wrapping my arms tighter around him and holding him close. I feel him resting his head on my shoulder, soon nuzzling on my neck and tightening his hold on me.

"I love you," I hear the tiniest and most gentle voice saying.

"I love you," I murmur, pressing my face on his hair.

For the rest of the day, we don't do much else than cuddle on my bed.

Neither of us really feel like doing something, we just want to enjoy each other's company and cuddle. We keep telling each other all kinds of things, sharing our feelings, him constantly telling me how much he loves me.

It feels amazing, hearing him saying those words to me. I know now that I've been in love with him for a while, it just didn't really sink in until I saw him. He tells me the same, saying he realised it the moment he saw me at the airport.

Although I've spent so much time imagining what being with him would be like, everything still feels almost unreal. I never had my doubts about this, somehow I knew all along that being with him would be perfect and it is, it is exactly how I thought it would be.

On the third day, my mum takes us out for lunch and afterwards we go to our separate ways, my mum going to do some groceries while me and Niall do some shopping. We have so much fun, we keep holding hands and he is almost glued to my side, which I don't mind the slightest. I almost forget we're in public because I can't really see anyone but him, and I don't give a second thought to what other people think when I kiss him in the middle of Topman.

Once we get back home, me and Niall take the car and go driving around. I show him all the places I know in my hometown and we even go outside the town as I show him the nearby area. He is mesmerised by it, telling me how it actually looks a bit like where he lives.

We spend hours driving around, talking about everything and listening to music. Niall keeps taking pictures and filming silly little videos, mainly focusing the camera on my face and making me all flustered and a blushing mess. He is constantly telling me how good I look and eventually, I don't even mind him filming me, especially when he tells me it's for when he goes back home so he can watch the videos when he misses me.

He films a new video, making me say I love him for the camera and telling how I feel about him. I end up talking for almost five minutes while I drive, a lazy smile on my face as I continue talking about him, realising I could go on hours and hours.

When we go home, my mum has left out with her friend and we've got the house to ourselves. I decide to cook Niall some dinner which doesn't end up being a disaster, mainly because he helps me. I don't cook that often but Niall is a great cook, and we end up having so much fun making the meal together.

Later in the evening we're laying on my bed, watching a movie from my laptop. I can tell Niall is a bit restless, his hands are wandering around my body, finding their way underneath my shirt. When he begins to play with the waistband of my boxers and opens a few of my jeans buttons, I lose my interest in the movie.