Honest Illusions [niall horan]

Chapter 34

Niall's P.O.V.

Breathless and hearts beating faster than the speed of light, Aubrey collapsed on top of me after she reached her fifth and final high of the morning. All the noise had passed with our lust filled actions, leaving nothing but the sound of the crashing waves outside our room. Aubrey maneuvered herself around the bed in a way that left her half laying on me and half spooning me. Her labored breaths hit my sticky and sweaty skin while she still attempted to return to her normal breathing pattern. I couldn't help but smirk at the thought that we literally drained the energy out of the two of us this early in the morning. Making up for lost time I guess. The two of us clearly missed each other in more ways than one.

"Comfy?" I chuckled, looking over at her messy mop of brown hair. She slightly lifted her head up and shot me her renowned look of un-amusement. Last morning and day in Greece, the three of us just wanted to stay in bed as long as we possibly could before our flight was set to leave at one this afternoon. Of course, barley any sleep came to me so I ended up waking up earlier than expected, woke up Aubrey, started kissing her, and well that led to a lot more than kissing way more than once.

"Telling you I was on birth control was probably the best and worst thing I have ever said," she teased, trailing her hand up my chest. I brought my free hand over to hers and laced our fingers together. My left arm wrapped itself around her bare waist and pulled her even closer to me. The loose strands of her hair fell over our interlocked hands, giving me a slight tickle on my forearm.

"I probably would have told ya t' start it sooner 'er later. I want ya ev'ry day," I teased, giving her hand a tight squeeze. In response, Aubrey let out a small groan of annoyance, but both her and I knew she enjoyed this morning's previous events just as much as I did.

"I'm still wondering why your last name doesn't have a 'y' at the end," she replied, putting on one of her most serious facial expressions. Not being able to handle her seriousness, I let out a few chuckles before Aubrey shook her head at me, and she placed her head back on my chest.

"Yer the best lover I'ver ever had, ya know?" I mindlessly whispered, releasing her hand and wrapping an idle strand of her hair around my finger. Again, Aubrey turned her head, but this time to fully face me while still laying on our bed. Her legs layered themselves over my one, making them look so thin and white compared to mine, and placed her hands on my chest. Her face leaned in towards my body until her lips pressed a few soft kisses to my neck.

"An I'm not jus' sayin' t'at." I paused, a few laughs making their way out of chest. My finger kept twirling her hair around, while the other aimlessly drew patterns on the soft skin adorning her waist. "Yer honestly the best t'ing t'at's ever happened t' me, after the band an' records an' shit like t'at," I chuckled. "Ev'ryone knows I'm a shit liar, especially you, but I want ya t' know t'at I'm so fuckin' lucky t' have ya back in my arms right now," I confessed. At first I wasn't even sure where any of this was coming from, but the words continued to tumble out of my mouth. Over the past few weeks, a realization washed over me and caused me to truly think of how much I value Aubrey in my life. Plus with this nice intimate time we've been spending together, I couldn't help but express my feelings to her.

"I jus' think yer beyond amazin' in every single way possible an' I don't think I'll ever find anyone better-" My little rant came to a quick halt with the sudden snap of Aubrey's head towards me. I moved my gaze back over to her and noticed her cheeks flaming red accompanied by her wide green eyes looking as if they were about to pop out anytime.

"Are you proposing to me or something?" She wondered out loud, nervousness lacing her tone. I smiled at her before chuckling a little and shaking my head in denial. Seconds following my light chuckle, Aubrey's hand came slamming down on my chest. "Stop laughing at me, you made it seem like you were starting a romantic speech," Aubrey protested, furrowing her eyebrows in frustration at me.