((Well here it is, the big 5-0! I hope you guys like it.. I'm rather excited. Before we start, I watched footloose before writing this and It really made me want to make a picture of Niall in footloose and idk it made me want to write another Niall fanfic about it... I keep coming up with ideas and nobody reads them :(, so If I was too.. Would you guys read it? Because I don;t want to write it if nobody reads it idk.. 302K thank you!! Anyway, on with chapter 50!!))
GIF TO THE SIDE HOLY SHIT NUTS
Happy 21st Birthday Niall my lil irish muffin, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you on x factor, you were just so cute and you mean a lot to me, more than I thought you would. I'd literally sell my big brother to meet you, can we make that arrangement please? I really hope you have an amazing day and get to celebrate it with your 4 bestfriends and a stadium full of beautiful girls that love you as much as I do! Anyone who Is going to/already have see them, I hope you have/had an amazing time, It's been nearly 3 months and I still have post-concert depression:(. I'm just glad I got to go though:)! I love you Niall!!!
Snapchat; twerkwithziall
instagram; twerkwithziall
songs;
Jana Kramer; Let's hear it for the boy
Big & Rich; Fake I.D (I was feeling a bit of country after watching footloose, by far my favourite movie..)
The 1975; Heart Out
Meghan Trainor; Dear Future Husband
Small disclosure, this chapter will probably be extremely long, bear with me..
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* Elana's point of view *
As I pulled on the white, embroidered baby doll dress, I contemplated on how my life had changed. Three years. Three years had passed since I returned back to Colorado, and in those three years I had met a man, got married and had a child.
No I'm totally kidding, but I had dyed my hair brown... I hadn't met anyone, I was too engrossed in my work to be distracted by a man. I had kept in contact with Perrie, Clara and Zayn, but the rest of the people from my old university remained in the past. Tonight was her engagement party, I was so happy for her and Zayn. They had had their little girl which they called Hannah. She was two now, and as adorable as you could get them. Her dark hair to match Zayn's and blue eyes to match Perrie's. She was a beautiful little girl. My business was now picking up, I had started an event planning company with Harvey, who I remained in contact with and came closer than ever. He was extremely annoying but I'd definitely do anything for him. He was my rock.
"I seriously cannot thank you enough for this, Elana. The place looks amazing!!" She cooed, as we made our way into the club that I had chosen to hold her engagement party in.
"Seriously It's no big deal, consider It a thank you gift for letting me be your maid of honour!" I cheered, pulling her in for a hug as she held Hannah on her hip. "I can't believe you're getting married. Everything feels like it's went so fast. I'm so happy for you. Zayn's smitten." I winked as Perrie passed Hannah to me, her lilac dress to match the colour of her moms and a bow hairband around her short, dark brown hair.
"Dada." Hannah smiled and stretched her hands out to someone behind us and when I turned around I saw Zayn, clad in a black suit.
"Hey baby girl." He cooed, taking her from me and planting a kiss on her cheek.
"Well we better get things started, looks like people are starting to arrive." Perrie cheered, "Oh yeah, Zayn. Can you take Hannah down the road to my moms? Pleaseee." Zayn rolled his eyes before planting a kiss on her lips
"Of course, babe." I had to admit, I was envious of Perrie. She had everything I ever wanted and more.
*
The party was now in full swing, the music blaring through the speakers and people dancing, I saw a few familiar faces, but none that caused me to give them a second glance. I was sat at the bar, sipping at an apple martini when I felt a hand on my shoulder, I whipped my head around to come face to face with Luke and Harry. I jumped from my seat, pulling them both in for a hug.
"I thought It was you I saw! See Harry! Brown hair and everything, wow!" Luke cheered, planting a kiss on my cheek, followed by Harry. "Wow, It's been a while. Hows things been?" Luke smiled.
"Good, yeah. I have my own business now, event planning, actually. How's things for you two?"
"I finally asked Clara to be my girlfriend." Harry sent me a small smile, which I grinned at, "Yeah, she said no." I couldn't help but let a small giggle fall from my lips.
"I'm sorry." I apologized, but Harry laughed along, "I can't believe how different you two look." I admitted. Luke now had stubble covering his chin and upper lip, but Harry remained beardless, his hair was extremely long however, a black fedora being the only thing probably keeping it from falling into his eyes. "Where's the other boys?" I asked, Harry sent Luke a wary glance, but I brushed it off.
"Uh, they're just coming I think." Luke smiled, obviously brushing off Harry's glance as well.
"Well, I better go. Perrie asked me to help her with a few things. I'll speak to you later okay?" They both nodded, waving me off as I made my way back to Perrie's table, where Zayn and her were engrossed in conversation which I didn't want to interrupt so I decided to go get some fresh air. The room was getting a little stuffy and a bit of cool air would do me good.
"Fuck, Ellie. No. Okay, I'm just annoyed. Yeah, bye." My breath caught in my throat as I let the sight in front of me sink in. The blonde hair, the blue eyes, the Irish accent. A black suit jacket was placed over a striped shirt, a black tie that had been slackened around his neck and black dress pants and shoes fitting his body perfectly. I heard a loud crack, and that's when I was brought back to reality. "Motherfucker!" He yelled, his fist colliding with the brick wall. Ouch. He turned around when I cleared my throat. His eyes widened as he looked at me. "Elana? Holy shit, wow. It's been a while." His finger bent around his collar, pulling it away from his neck. It was then I caught sight of his bleeding knuckles.
"Still got a temper, I see." I chuckled, which he returned. "Here, let me clean it up." I smiled, offering him my hand.
"Lan-Elana it's fine, seriously. I gotta catch Zayn." He said awkwardly, my nickname almost slipping past those beautiful plump lips. I hadn't felt those lips in so long, almost 4 years, actually. I didn't even remember how they felt. He obviously caught me staring because he cleared his throat. "I'm sorry. I'm being rude. Thanks." He smiled before he took my hand, following me to a bathroom
"Jesus Niall, you've split the skin and everything." I wet a cloth that was hanging in the bathroom, wiping away at some of the blood causing him to wince, "Sorry." I apologized before doing it again, cleaning the dirt away so it didn't get infected.
"Look, this probably isn't the best time to bring this up but I'm really fucking sorry for what I did, It was a dick move and I hurt you so much, i'm really fucking sorry." He frowned, wincing again as the last bit of blood was wiped clean off his bloody knuckle, It was certainly going to scar.
I bit my lip as I took him in properly, the stubble that had started to grow on his chin making him look a lot more mature, his blonde hair now almost nonexistent but still there. He looked flawless. He took a bit of my hair between his fingers and smiled, "I like your hair brown. It suits you." I bit my lip, causing his breath to hitch.
His thumb trailed lightly across my bottom lip, his other resting on my jaw. His thumb pulled my bottom lip from my teeth, I wanted to kiss him, i so desperately wanted to but as soon as a loud knocking sounded at the door I knew our short interaction was over. He pulled his hand from my face, suddenly realizing how close we were I leaned backwards "Hurry up I need a piss!" Someone shouted, and I immediately recognized the voice as Calum.
Niall stood up, pushing the door of the bathroom open, revealing as I had guessed, Calum. Holding his crotch, a grey suit tightly fitted to his body. "Niall ma- Elana?" His eyes widened at the sight, "Fuck I'm sorry." He paused, scrunching his eyes up before pushing past Niall and rushing into the toilet. "I just really needed to piss." I chuckled, slightly disturbed by the sound of his pee hitting the toilet, which I took as my queue to leave. "Bye Elana, nice seeing you!" He shouted as I exited the bathroom to head back to the bar. I needed another drink If I was going to get through tonight.
"Shot of tequila please." I asked, pushing the money in front of me.
"Make that two." Niall chuckled, raising his hand as he sat down on the stool next to me. "So, Elana. Hows things been?" He smiled.
"Uhm great? Good, uh yeah good... Yeah." I was so speechless around him, I didn't know what to say, what to do or how to act. "You?" I squeaked, tipping the shot back, scrunching my nose at the burning sensation as Niall copied.
"Good, I suppose yeah." He asked for another round, copying our actions again.
*
By round 8 we were pretty much fucked. I was now completely relaxed around him, laughing and joking around with him like old times. It felt good. It felt great. Great, yeah. Amazing. "I miss joking with you like this y'know. I miss University." He frowned, "I really want a milkshake. Do you want a milkshake? I want a milkshake." He rambled.
"A milkshake sounds good right now." I giggled. He smiled, standing up from the stool, pulling me along with him to the front of the building. He hailed down a taxi, asking the man to go to the nearest place that sold milkshakes.
We were driven to a 24hr diner, thanking the cab driver, while he muttered something about 'damn kids' We just laughed and joked as we made our way into the diner. Niall ordered a chocolate milkshake and before I had even told him, he ordered a strawberry one for me. "You still like strawberry milkshakes right? They used to uh, be your favourite." He mumbled, which I returned with a smile.
"Yeah, strawberry is better than chocolate." I grinned, causing him to roll his eyes.
"Yeah right."
"My feet hurt." I whined, pulling the black heels from my feet, leaving me bare foot on the cold tile. The waiter came over, handing us our drinks, "Thank you." Niall and I smiled, immediately sipping away at our cold beverages.
Niall gulped the whole thing down, slamming the glass on the table top before grinning. "I win." He had made himself a chocolate moustache, which I couldn't help but giggle at, causing a frown to etch over his features.
"Why are you laughing at me?" He frowned. I brought my hand up to rest on his shoulder, my thumb swiping away slowly at the milkshake that was on his face. "I really want to fucking kiss you." He whispered. His breath fanning across my face as I took a sharp breath of air.
"What's stopping y-." I whispered, but I was cut off however, as his lips collided with mine. The feeling of his lip immediately bringing back memories of the greatest time of my life. He bit my lip, pulling it back before releasing it and re-connecting our lips. His hand cupped my face, his fingertips burning my skin with every move they made. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip, parting them before his tongue entered my mouth, I could taste the chocolate milkshake on his lips making me smile against his skin. He pulled back, both of our breathing heavy and ragged. He pulled my hand, dragging me to anywhere we could get a cab.
"My hotels just down the road." He nodded, smiling at me before his hand entwined with mine, quickly jumping in a taxi and racing to my hotel, It was clear to me that he was just as eager as I was. It had definitely been a while since I.. well.
I pushed open the room door, immediately Nialls hand rest on my hip, the other resting on the door to close it, my body pressed between his and the wood, his lips attacking my neck while a whimper escaped passed my lips. My arms made their way around his neck, my hands tangling in the hair at the back of his head. His teeth grazed the skin, nipping and biting, sure to leave a mark. I reconnected our lips, his tongue quickly parting my lips. He turned me around, kissing lightly down the back of my neck as he pulled the zipper down the back of my dress. It fell to the ground, leaving me in only a white bra and panties, and I thanked the heavens above for remembering to shave due to going to the beach a day prior. I pulled his suit jacket off, whimpering as I couldn't get his clothing off fast enough. Soon we were both clad in only our underwear, his hand finding their way to my thighs to wrap my legs around his waist, lifting me to the bed where he lay me on my back, his body hovering over me.
I bit my lip as he kissed down my collar bone, my chest, the valley of my breasts, my stomach and stopping just before the hem of my panties where he looked up at me and smirked. His finger hooked in my panties, pulling them down my legs before tossing them to the side. His thumb put pressure onto my core, my hands fisting the sheets as he had his way with me. He slowly teased my slit with his fingers before pushing two fingers into me, "You're so wet, baby. Just like old times." he murmured, his breath fanning over my entrance. I let out an appreciative hum as his mouth closed over my clit, his tongue entering me, working alongside his skillful fingers. He had definitely improved since before, if that was even possible. "N-Ni." I moaned, he chuckled against my core, causing a vibration to ripple through me and almost send me over the edge. With every pump of his fingers bringing me closer the the edge, his tongue working its magic, sending me into a state of euphoria. I screamed out in pleasure, my hands yanking at his hair as his tongue eased me through my high. He removed his fingers, bringing them to his mouth before smirking. "Always so loud, baby." His fingertips trailed up my sides, I arched my back so he could unclasp my bra, it's future destined for the same as the rest of our clothes. His mouth immediately latched onto my nipple, teeth grazing the nub, massaging the other before swapping.
He flipped us over so I was straddling him, his erection pressing into my core, restricted by his boxers. I pulled them down his legs, his member springing up to hit his stomach. My lips parted around the head, swirling my tongue before going fully in, my hand pumping the rest that I couldn't fit in my mouth. He scrunched his eyes, chucking his head back as a line of cuss words escaped his soft, plump lips. I pulled back, my teeth accidentally grazing his length as he hissed, "D-don't bite." he growled. His fingers tangling in my hair as he pushed my head further down. With another pump of my hand and swipe of my tongue, he came undone, his body relaxing as I swallowed. I climbed on top of him, biting playfully at his earlobe. His hands held my hips as I eased myself onto him, his hips guiding me up and down. "Fuck!" He yelled, one of his hands groping my breast as his other continued to guide my movements. I screamed out in euphoric pleasure, finally my body relieved of the sexual frustration I had been carrying with me for the past 5 months. I sped up, Niall hissing in response. He sat up, his back leaning against the headboard as on hand was around my back, the other clinging onto my shoulder. My nails raked down his back, my teeth biting his shoulder.
"I-I'm clo-" I was cut off when I screamed out, pleasure coursing through my body as I let go, Niall just seconds after. I rolled off him, lying down as all that could be heard was our ragged breaths.
"Holy shit." He breathed, it took us a while to come back down, he pulled the cover over us, his arm snaking around my body. His hand landed just below my hip, his fingers tickling the skin. It was quiet for around 20 minutes, and I thought he had fallen asleep until he broke the silence. "Elana I have to tell you something." He sighed, his hand removing itself from my leg. The skin still burning from his touch.
"Yes?" I looked over at him, his expression was worried.
"Elana, I'm engaged." I felt my heart shatter in my chest, As if our break-up happened all over again. But I wasn't angry at him, how could I have been? This was as much fault of me as It was of him. It took me a while to realise how the tables had turned, instead of being cheated on I now basically helped Niall cheat on his fiance, whether I knew or not I had to take responsibility for my actions. It didn't feel great. I should have put two and two together when he had phoned someone called Ellie. "Are you angry?"
"No."
"No?" He asked, confused. I shook my head, yet another silence swallowing our words.
"Who is it? Me or her?" I whispered, hoping he heard me, however he didn't reply, either because he didn't want to answer or he had fallen asleep. I hoped he had fallen asleep.
*
I woke up the next morning in a cold bed, an aching pain already attacking my head from the amount of alcohol I had consumed last night, and It all started coming back to me. The punch, the catch-up, the kiss, the pleasure.. The engagement.. I looked over to see the bed was no longer occupied by his body, but instead a small piece of paper and a bottle of advil replaced him.
The note read in his recognizable handwriting,
'It's you, It's always going to be you. Call me please - Ni x'
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((So.. I really hope you liked that, It was kinda long, I'm sorry, but they finally met again! After almost 4 years and they still feel the same! I just wish I had a relationship like Nelana:((. A girl can only dream eh! Anyway.. Follow/vote/comment let me know If you liked this. This chapter took me like 6 weeks to come up with the idea and around 6 hours to write.. wow. ily all soo much, and Happy Birthday Niall! again..))
qotd; Should I write another Niall fanfic after this is finished or continue with my Zayn one? I know most of you reading this are Niall girls, maybe? idk please answer!