Last First Kiss (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

It was September 13th, 2013. I was sitting on my lawn. It was a warm, summerlike Saturday. I saw my boyfriend running down the street. He was wearing a polo and basketball shorts. When he saw me, he smiled and ran faster. I got up and smiled back toward him. I haven't seen him in a few weeks, because I have school, and he has his concerts and meet-n-greets. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I wasn't nervous though, I was overly excited. He rammed into me, and I took in everything. His familiar smell, the warmth of his embrace. We hugged for longer than I could tell we had. I leaned out of the hug and looked into his sky blue eyes. My eyes went over all of his features. His rabbit-like nose, his light pink lips. I leaned in and kissed him. I felt another familiar feeling and warmth. OUr lips moved in sync, like we were meant for each other, like fitting puzzle pieces. I sighed and leaned back out. "I missed you," I whispered. "I missed you too." He pulled me into his arms again. I didn't want to leave him for that long ever again. You might be wondering why he has meet-n-greets and concerts. Well there might be one name that might explain. Niall Horan, is my boyfriend. I know, you could call me lucky. But, I don't see him as Niall Horan, the boy from One Direction. I see him as the boy I love.