Niall Horan my prince charming - Vero M. (find a book to read .TXT) 📗

right behind you and he has blindfolded your eyes. “Hold my hand.” He says. “Now, stop!” He says and wraps his arms around you. “Open your eyes.” He whispers after removing the blindfold. You open your eyes. You look around. The grass beneath your feet, so light and springy, it hardly seems to bend or break under you. Above you is the sky, blue as the depths of the ocean. No cloud is similar, no pattern the same.

To your left, you see the forest - a great, green army, strong and wise beyond all knowledge. To your right, you see a lake. It’s so blue yet colourless, shining like liquid glass against the Sun. The flowers have colours so rich that no artist can even attempt to imitate them.

There’s a small lovely cottage in front of you. Niall takes your hand and you enter the house. It’s small, but comfortable and perfect for you two. You pull Niall into hug. “Why are you doing this?” you whisper. “First, I love you. Secondly, because of my work we have to spend as much time as possible together. Thirdly, you have a holiday and I want you to have one of the best school holiday in your whole life.” He giggles and kisses your cheek.

You sit on the sofa and he sits next to you. “I thought about a movie night.” He says. You look at him and smile. “What kind of movies do you have?” you ask. “I don’t know. Boys lent me some.” He says and takes his bag. “I don’t even know what kind of movies they… Bloody hell? Twilight?” he frowns and shakes his head. “Harry Potter, some kind of horror movie… and that’s it?!” he screams. “And that’s it? What?” he asks and looks at you sadly. “I’d love to watch these movies with you.” You say.

“Shut your eyes.” You say. Niall does as you say. “Now, take a movie.” You order him. He picks Twilight. “Twilight it is.” You giggle.

Niall gives you the popcorn and buries his face into your shoulder. “I don’t get it.” You say. “What?” he asks. “When I was little, vampires and werewolves were scary, but now everyone wants to date them.” You giggle. Niall chuckles. “They want to date Robert Pattinson. He’s hot.” He whispers and you hear disappointment in his voice. You look at him and frown. “Don’t be a pussy, Horan. There are millions of girls who’d like to date you.” You say. “I don’t want them. I want my one. I want you.” He mumbles and puts his head on your lap. “You have me.” You say. “I do?” he asks and looks at you. “Yeah, you do. Forever and always.” You smile and kiss his nose. “Sounds good.” He chuckles.

“Okay, let’s watch that horror movie. This is too cheesy.” You say and stand up. You change the DVD and jump on the sofa again. Niall pulls you into hug and you end up sitting on his lap. The movie is quite scary and Niall jumps a lot. “I have always imagined a movie night where a girl is terrified and then there’s me, a superhero, who hugs and protects her, but you have no emotion like Kristen Stewart and I jump like a little child and you have to hug me all the time.” He mumbles angrily. “It’s weird how in scary movies the person yells out “Hello?”as if the killer is going to be like “Yes! I’m in the kitchen, want a sandwich?”” you ignore what he said and frown. “Yeah, I’d like one.” He chuckles. “What?” you ask and look at him. He makes his puppy eyes and you frown again. “A sandwich?” he whispers and pouts his lip. You burst into laugh. “I’d like one too.” You say. Niall stands up and runs to the kitchen. You go there too. “Let’s make a challenge.” He says. You stand on the one side of the table and he on the another side of it. “It’s a sandwich competition. Who makes the most beautiful and the best sandwich, wins. “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Let the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games begin!” he shouts. “And may the odds be ever in your favor!” you say. He giggles and you start doing your sandwiches with fish fingers – everyone loves them. You look at Niall – he’s so focused on his sandwich and you smile. He’s perfect.

“Ready!” he shouts and you giggle. “I’m ready too.” You say. He gives you the plate. He has taken three breads and written “I ♥ (Y/N)” with Nutella on them. “Oh My God. It’s amazing.” You say and wrap your hands around his neck. “I think you won.” You whisper. “What? No! Fish fingers are my favourites!” he says and kisses you. “I think you won, sweetheart.” He says and smiles. “We both won then.” You smile and he pulls you tightly against his body. “Yeah.” He mumbles and puts his finger into the pot of Nutella. He taps your nose and puts it all over your face. You bite his finger and he frowns. “Bad girl.” He whispers and licks the Nutella off your nose. “Ew, Niall.” You say and try to push him away.

You run to the living room and jump on the sofa. Niall comes next to you and grabs your waist. He pulls you onto his lap. He tucks your hair behind your ear and bites his lip. He pulls you into passionate kiss. You hold his face and kiss his pink warm lips. “Oh God, I love you.” He gasps. You look his deep blue eyes and smile mischievously. You lie down on the sofa and he leans over you to kiss you. You start unbuttoning your blouse, clumsily. Niall rolls his eyes and takes your hand. “Come here.” He whispers and tugs it off over your head without a hesitation.

His hands move to the small of your back, his fingers threatening to move lower, but before anything happens he pulls back and his caring blue eyes meet yours. “Are you sure that you want this?” he whispers and strokes your cheeks. “Because I can wait. Bec-“ he tries to say but you wrap your hand around his neck and pull him into kiss. “I do.” You gasp.

He smiles and gently takes off your bra. You unzip his trousers and soon your clothes are just a pile on the floor. With a smirk, his lips leave yours and he places a hand on the small of your back before sliding into you. You feel your body shiver and your nails dig into his shoulders as he begins thrusting. He observes your every move and tries to do everything as gently as possible, you’re like a piece of glass that may break into pieces.

He plants kisses on your neck and chest and all the while, his breath is growing deep and heavy. You moan, as his hip swings backwards and forwards, knocking against your body. You arch your back to press against his body, wanting to get as close to him as possible. Your bodies rock together and your fingers grasp at his hair. Your lips move in sync with each other as you feel something extraordinary and thrilling in your stomach. Niall’s breathing has become frantic. One more thrust and you’re moaning, coming at the same time that Niall does.

Niall presses his lips against yours and you kiss him for the last time. He rolls off you and drops down next to you. He takes your hand. “Oh God, I love you.” He gasps. You look at him. He looks at you too and smiles. He strokes your cheek and squeezes your hand. “I love you too.” You whisper and cuddle up into Niall’s arms. 

 

10 chapter

You open your eyes. You hear the birds singing quietly and you’re lying in bed. Niall has wrapped his arms around you. You’re holding hands and you feel his breath on your hair. You smile. Then he kisses your head and you smile even more. “Niall?” you whisper. He squeezes your hand and you kiss his thumb. “Morning, beautiful.” He whispers. You turn around and see his perfect face. He smiles brightly and tucks your hair behind your ear. “How did you sleep?” you ask. “With you? Perfectly.” He says and bites his lip. “How can someone be so beautiful?” he asks. “I ask that every day when I see you.” You say. He kisses you lightly and strokes your cheek. “You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” He says and smiles. You look at him and smile too. “You have read Pride and Prejudice or you really are Mr Darcy?” you ask. “I try to do both.” He giggles. “You are my Mr Darcy.” You say. “That’s good, princess.” He says. He pulls you into kiss again. “I love you.” He whispers. “I love you too.” You say.

“Where are we going?” you ask Niall the millionth time. “It’s a surprise.” He giggles and opens the car door for you. “Nah, Niall!” you moan. “You will see it soon.” He laughs and pulls you into kiss before climbing into his car. You jump excitedly up and down, while he’s trying to focus on driving. “Calm down.” He giggles, but you just can’t help but smile and giggle all the time.

You take out your camera and take pictures of him. He’s so beautiful. He’s like an angel and you just have to take millions of photos of him. “What are you doing?” he laughs. “You’re gorgeous.” You say. He shakes his head and smiles. “Yes, you are.” You say. “I’d like to have a picture with you.” He says. “Yeah?” you ask. He nods. You go closer to him and take a picture of you two. “Perfect.” You say. He puts his hand on your leg and you look at him. “(Y/N), I don’t know how many times I’ve said it, but I love you. You know that, right?” he asks. You look at him and smile. “I love you too. I hope you know that too.” You smile and kiss his cheek.

“Oh My God! Niall! It’s a fair!” you cheer and pull him into hug. “It’s so awesome!” you giggle. “Yeah?” he asks. You nod and smile brightly. He wraps his hand around you and kisses your head. “Let’s go.” He says and takes your hand.

You look at the handmade stuff people have made. “I love the music.” You say. “It’s Irish folk music.” He says. “It’s great.” You giggle. “Look at these guitars!” Niall shouts. There are green, pink, blue, yellow and purple guitars hanging in a booth. You take his hand and drag him into the stall. “I like the blue one.” You say. “Yeah, me too. And the pink is quite awesome.” He says. “Yeah, pink and blue are the best.” You say. Niall buys him a blue guitar. “It’s so awesome. I’m going to play this on my next tour.” He says. You look at him in despair. You can’t be without him, not a day. He smiles. “Don’t worry. We should not think about it yet.” He says and pulls you into kiss. You smile, nod and take his hand again.

“Look at these bracelets!” you