It was all stupid really, the feelings he was feeling. He knew no matter how much he convinced himself he didn't like her, the moment he was alone the feelings would come crashing over him like a tidal wave. From the way, her hair was always perfectly styled to the way her eyes shone so bright when she talking about something she loved. The amount of passion she held for herself and her worth was perhaps the most sexiest thing he has ever seen. Niall had fallen, and he had fallen deep.
Her laughter rang through the air, as his hands dug into her sides, the frantic sounds filling the air making him laugh. Her cheeks sore from the amount of laughter she had done. Finally letting go, she let out a puff of air throwing herself onto the couch beside him, the city lights glowing bringing to life one the most beautiful scenes she'd ever seen.
She felt at peace, happy even something she hadn't felt in months. She wasn't sure how it happened, one minute she's dropping Kenny off at school and the next she finds herself having coffee with the blue-eyed man. No, she wasn't cheating, at least not to her she wasn't. Either way, despite her feelings towards the Irishman she remained faithful, she wasn't sure if the same thing applied to her so-called boyfriend.
Niall wasn't in the loop with everything going on, not that he even wished he was. He knew there was a great chance if given the option he would've made his move. No matter how wrong it sounded, he loved her. My God, did he love her. He couldn't explain how it all came to be, all he knew was one day while grabbing coffee with her and a couple others it just hit. The never ending feeling of longing and wishing he could hold her. He wondered if she ever noticed the way he paid extra attention to her when she was talking, or when they had game nights at his place how he always made sure to have her favourite snacks and wine.
"Sometimes, I wished it was like this." she breathed out looking back at the screen, not wanting to say too much. She knew her next words were powered by the alcohol running freely in her veins. "Just you and I."
"Y/N.." he breathed out feeling his shield melt and every single word he craved to say at the tips of his tongue. Day by day Niall found it harder to keep in what he was feeling and having her sitting here on his couch a little tipsy and flushed cheeks made him blush.
"No Ni, I'm serious."
Niall watched doe-eyed, as she got onto her knees and rested her hands on his shoulder to steady herself. Chuckling softly he held her waist for extra stability. Her eyes were bright as she continued on rambling why she wished it was just them sometimes, his heart aching because he too wanted that. He wanted to be able to wake up to her in the morning, share all the lows and the highs that this life had to offer. He wanted that and so much more.
"Darlin' you have a boyfriend."
She stopped staring into his eyes before everything came pouring out of her lips as he sat there in complete and utter shock. His mind racing as she confirmed rumours he had heard but dismissed, how Jackson had gone off on a business trip and slept with one of his colleagues. His heart aches not only for her but little Kenny as well. The mere thought of Kenny was enough for Niall, he couldn't understand how a father could ever do a thing like that.
"-and he left me Niall." she breathed out. Niall knew this wasn't the ideal situation that this wasn't how she envisioned life, especially not for Kenny. Though Kenny wasn't her son, she cared for him as one and knew she was concerned about having to tell him that. "How do you tell little kids this?" she breathed out as he tugged her closer.
"I'm here darlin'" he breathed out into her hair as she finally let the water gates come open. Her tears staining his crisp white shirt as he held her tighter, the sound of her sobs overpowering the low volume of the movie and the busy streets.
"Please don't leave me."
"I'd never."
Looking up to meet his eyes, she felt all her fears and worries flood away. His smile bringing her a sense of comfort as the overwhelming feeling to kiss him took over. The need in knowing what his lips taste like, what they felt like against her owns. The need to know how tightly he'd hold her, to see his face as she's brought to a state of bliss.
"Can I-fuck-can I kiss you?"
Wide-eyed he nodded his head frantically, as she neared forward. Her breath lingering softly over his lips, groaning softly his hand travelled to the back of her neck as he lowered his lips and placed them softly against hers. It was perfect, sweet and slow, the way he tugged her closer had her mind racing and her body aching for his touch.
Pulling away she couldn't help the soft giggle that escaped her lips, the kiss tasted like a mix of her salty tears and the Stella he had been sipping on. It was perfect and truly them, from the way he was placing soft kisses from her cheek back to her lips.
"The best feeling in the world."
