Chapter 8: A Little Bit Childish

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Emily's P.O.V

We pulled up outside of a hotel that was surrounded by fans. I scootched closer to Niall and tightened my grip on his hand. 

I wasn't prepared for this much attention from everybody. Niall pulled me into his side and placed a soft kiss to my temple.  

"Just stay close to me." 

I nodded. Niall wrapped his right arm around my waist as we stepped out of the car. The crowd of people got louder as they saw Niall and I.  

"Niall, who is that?!" 

"Is that your girlfriend, Niall?!" 

"Yes! It is!" He yelled back to the paparazzi. 

He stopped in his tracks and turned me to face him. He took my face in his hands and pressed his lips softly to mine. I could hear all of the snaps of the cameras going off. My hands slowly traveled to his hair and his went down to my waist. He tilted me back like in those fairy tale stories. I started to laugh into the kiss which resulted in Niall laughing also. He brought me back up and he hugged me close to him.  

"That was fun." I said into his ear.  

"Now, I have no need to hide you." 

I smiled and pulled back. We interlaced our fingers and continued walking to the hotel.

I let Niall go to take some pictures and sign some autographs. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a few girls waving. I turned my head towards them and they motioned for me to come over. I slowly made my way over there.  

"Hi!" One of the girls said. "I'm Kaitlin." 

"Hi, Kaitlin. I'm Emily." 

"You are a really pretty girl. I'm glad Niall found a girl like you." 

I smiled and we continued to talk.  

Kaitlin and I turned out to have a lot in common. We talked for about 15 minutes until I heard Niall calling my name.  

"Well, it was very nice to meet you, Kaitlin. Hopefully, one day, in the future, we'll meet up again." I gave her a hug goodbye and went back to where Niall was calling me. He was stretching his neck and looking over the crowd.  

"Kaitlin! Where are you?!" He was yelling.  

I tapped him on his shoulder and he quickly tuned around. He sighed in relief and quickly re-laced his fingers in mine.

"I thought I lost you."

I shook my head.

"Nope, just went and talked to a fan."

I pointed in Kaitlin's direction and she waved at us. Niall gave her a wave and she almost fainted.

"I love the effect I have on people."

I smiled.

Niall dragged us up to the hotel room and, let me just tell you, it was HUGE! I walked around the room and admired all of the things that made this room beautiful. The walls were a sand color: the cherry wood furniture. I rounded the corner and saw a big bed. The sheets were a light blue color, a fluffy comforter on top. I bit my lips, slowly losing control of what I wanted to do. Finallly, I couldn't hold it back anymore. I ran towards the bed and climbed up on it. I jumped up and down and laughed. I went in circles, acting like a little child.

"Having fun?" An Irish accent spoke from the door.

I automatically stopped and faced him. I smiled.

"You know yo want toooooo!" I urged him.

He made a weird face, as if he was debating whether or not he should.

"Damn it!" He yelled.

He charged at the bed and jumped on. He kept jumping when I grabbed his wrists and went in circles. After a while, I started to feel a bit dizzy and fell back onto the bed. Me, having Niall's wrists envoloped in my hands, pulled him down on top of me. I just stared into his beautiful blue eyes. He was holding himself up with his elbows, lighty pressing his weight into me. I lightly traced his facial features with my hands, his eyes close, enjoying it. When I was done, I ran my hand through his hair. He opened his eyes and lightly kissed my nose. We just layed there on the bed, enjoying the silence. It wasn't an awkward silence, it was nice, as if we were just taking the time to enjoy each others company.

"Are you two enjoying yourselves?"

We both turned out heads and saw Liam and Harry leaning against the doorway.

"Yes, we were, actually." Niall spoke up.

"Well, get up. We want to go do something. So, come on." Harry spoke up.

"No. We want to stay here." Niall complained.

"Well, we aren't leaving until you guys get up."

Niall looked back down at me and I shrugged my shoulders. I lifted my head and kissed him hard. I bit his lip and he quickly shoved his tongue into my mouth.

"Oh, God! Fine, we'll leave! Just stop!" Both of them covered their eyes and quickly ran off. He pulled back and looked at me. He sighed.

"I am so happy that I cold bring you with me. Especially after what happened when I left."

I groaned.

"I told you, I. Did. Not. Try. To. Kill. Myself."

"Yeah, yeah, and I'm Scottish."

"I hate you, Horan."

He puckered his bottom lip out and looked down.

"You better put that lip away before something happens to it."

He only puckered it out more. I leaned up and bit his lips. He smiled, his perfect smile, and leaned in to kiss me again.

"Em?"

"Yeah?"

"I know we only met about a week ago, but, I am completely and utterly in love with you."

My heart sped up and I ran my fingers through the back of his hair. I gripped it and pulled his head down so our lips met again.

"I love you too, Niall."

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