Saving Niall

Chapter TwentyTwo-Real Date

The next morning, I was awoken to Niall repeatedly kissing my neck. 
"Ni, I'm trying to sleep." I grumbled, pushing his head. He chuckled and laid on top of me. I groaned at his weight and began to struggle, holding a pillow to my face.
"Please love, I made waffles and we're going on a date tonight." He begged, taking the pillow away and swiping my blonde hair out of my face.
I began to smile and I opened my eyes. I could only see his unreal blue eyes, admiring mine.
"Fine, but I'm only getting up for those waffles you were talking about." I grinned, looking up at him.
Niall smiled and held my chin with his thumb, slowly syncing his lips with mine.
I smiled between the kiss, flopping him under me. He chuckled and pulled me back into the kiss.
I moved my hair out of the way and clenched my hands between the top of his shirt, slowly kissing his jaw line.

I have to admit it, but I wanted him badly. I actually needed him physically, but I was still unsure if I could do that again. I mean, Niall is a fantastic guy and he treats me right, but I just wanted time.
I gasped for air and he then began to pull at my lip with his teeth. 
He then flipped me under him and began to hungrily kiss me. 
I breathed and ran my finger through his hair.
He moaned and slightly rolled off of me and off the bed, opening the door, before anything showed up. "I'm sorry but I want you. I need you, but I know that can't happen." He sighed, looking over his shoulders. I huffed and got up off the bed, following him.
I walked into the kitchen and saw him putting waffles on plates. He walked over to the table that was next to the glass wall and placed them on it. He looked over and smiled weakly at me.
"They look delicious." I smiled, walking over and sitting down. He did the same, once he grabbed the whipped cream.
"Thanks, lass, I'm known for my waffles." He chuckled, drowning his waffles in cream. I smiled and held my head in my hand.
"Do you want some waffles with your cream?" I joked, cutting mine up.  
He thought for a moment. "Nah, I'm good with the cream!"
"Listen, hun. I'm sorry about what happened back there. And trust me, I wanted you too, badly actually, but I want to take our time. Not regret anything." I explained. He set his fork down and grabbed my hand. "I'm willing to wait until you're ready. Tell me when and it will happen."  

Later that night, Niall helped me pick out something fancy.
I swear, he was like my own personal stylist. "How about this one?" He questioned, holding up a tight red dress. "Ew, why'd I even buy that?" I asked. We grinned at each other for a moment. 
"Amelia." We chorused.
Laughing, we both scanned the rack, pulling at the same dress. "Okay, this is probably the one." I smiled, biting my lip. 
The top was completely covered in small god beads also with black beads in the shape of many  triangles. The bottom was black and flowy.
"Well, if it looks beautiful without a figure in it, it's definitely going to look awesome on you, babes." He sighed, kissing my cheek.
I smiled and held it up as Niall walked out and slid the door for me.
 Once I slipped that on, I curled my blonde hair and applied a small amount of makeup.

I walked out of the closet, and saw Niall in a suit. He was struggling with his thin black tie.
I bit my glossed lip and admired him. "You look handsome." I confessed, holding my handbag to my front.
He looked up from his tie and grinned. "Well, you look stunning. Help me with my tie?" He announced.
I chuckled and walked over to him, handing him my bag. I began to fiddle with the cloth, creasing my eyebrows. 
Looking up, I saw Niall smiling at me like a fool. "What?" I grinned, tightening it.
He shook his head and rubbed the back of his head.
"You're just perfect." He confessed.
I raised my eyebrow and looked up at him.
"Niall, I'm anything but perfect." I answered with a slight chuckle.
He immediately, held my jaw softly and looked me in the eyes. "You listen to me, Aria Renee Kingsley." He began. I parted my lips, admiring his lecture. "You are as perfect as a shining star in my eyes. Don't you think any less." He demanded.
I held his hand to my face and blushed. "You really think that?" I awed. He nodded. "I know that."
I held his head and softly kissed him. Pulling away, we both parted our lips and looked deeply into each others eyes.

I was driving towards the woody parts of London, following the directions of Niall. 
"Ni, I don't think theres any restaurants in this part." I explained, turning the wheel. "Trust me on this one, babe." He confessed, pointing to the left. 
We started driving down a dirt road, into the sunsetting mountains. "Okay, I feel like you're kidnapping me." I chuckled. "Awe, I would never do that." He protested. "Wait, park right here!" He added.
We got out of the car and Niall grasped my hand. As we were walking, I noticed red rose petals scattered perfectly on the ground and the trees sparkling with lights.
I gasped and held my hand to my mouth. "Surprised?" He nervously chuckled.
I couldn't speak so I nodded. I finally regained my words. "You did all this for me?" I smiled. He blushed and nodded. "With a little help from the lads." He beamed.
"You're the best." I awed.

There was a small white circular table in the middle of a dead end. Lamp bubbles floated above our heads and music was softly playing from a radio.
"This is too sweet." I grinned. Niall smiled and pulled out a chair for me. "Anything for my princess!" He nervously chuckled.
What he was doing was extremely sweet. "Aria, I love you with all my heart, and..."