By the end of the day, my body ached all over. From laughing and smiling, my face ached. After running from fans and paparazzi, my feet ached. From stuffing my face, my stomach was killing me... Literally. I'd have to get use to the Niall, Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Harry's way of a typical type of day.
I didn't mind being on the cover of a magazine. I just don't know how I felt about my baby sister being on there.
"Let's go to the beach, and watch the sunset," Louis exclaimed from the passenger's seat.
It was going to be getting dark soon, but after a day like this, I didn't wanna do anything, but sleep.
"No, I'm sleepy," Zayn whined.
"Yeah," Harry added from the driver's seat. "Let's call it a day. Everyone is tired."
Sophia was asleep in her carseat next to Addison who was also asleep with Zayn on her right.
Liam sat in the very back with Niall and I; He had his head against the window, probably half asleep.
I sat between the two boys, with my head on Niall's shoulder.
I was curious if Niall was asleep or not, so I looked up at his face.
He was looking out the window. The weight of my head that lifted off his shoulder made him move his gaze to me.
He stared at me, not blinking. Just staring at his blue eyes, made me my knees buckle, but I couldn't fall as long as I was sitting.
His lips twitched into a small smile, but his eyes told the story of sadness. I forced a smile back.
For some odd reason, our emotions had an effect on each other's emotion; it's always been like that.
He could see I was worried, so he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, and kissed my cheek, reassuring me.
I wasn't buying it, but I just let it go... For now.
-
"Come here," Niall said sitting at the window.
I smiled, as I walked over to him.
"Why were you mad?" I asked after I sat down next to him.
His smile turned upside down. I didn't mean to mess up the moment.
He moped. "We'll be doing a few meet and greets to promote the new album."
I smiled. What was so bad about that?
I was going to say something positive, until he continued.
"And it won't be in London."
"...Well, how long?" I asked perplexed.
"...Um, like a week or so?"
I tried to keep a straight face, but a giggle escaped my lips.
"What?" He frowned even more.
"Niall! About seven days. Why are you so hung up?"
"Anything could happen in those seven days apart."
"I'll be alive, and so will you," I smiled trying to cheer him up. There really was no guarantee for Niall's life, what with who he is and all.
He didn't answer, he just looked serious.
I wasn't going to leave, and not come back while he's gone, if that's what he was worried about.
"It's just because we've been apart so long, and a few days without you would be..." He couldn't describe it into words, but I would feel what he meant. "You could even come, but I don't think you'll like it."
"I'll be fine. I've got Addison, and you've got the boys," I cringed at Addison's name... I didn't want to have anything to do with her at the moment. "When are you leaving?" I continued.
"The day you were suppose to move in," he frowned.
"I'll move in after you come back," I smiled sadly.
Then I noticed it was getting dark, and so did he. He pulled me into his lap, and I got comfortable, as if he were my own personal chair, and put my legs on both sides of him, so that I was still facing him.
"Look," Niall pointed out the window, and my eyes lit up at the view.
The season cast an orange haze above the horizon, lighting up the sky as if lit by fire, yet the haze was so crisp and clear.
The sun, like a large, granduer orange fireball in the distance was partially cloaked by the hanging clouds, which were all splashed with the random colors of hot pinks, reds and even hints of purples and blues. The sun was so large that I felt I could almost touch it. It seemed to look at us with a dull glare, knowing that it's beauty and the planet's dependence on it for survival made up for it.
The sun which had it's time to shine for the time it was given, seemed to whipser farewell to the world as it sunk lower and lower in a lazy manner; almost as if it never wanted to leave.
I looked at Niall who was already looking at me.
"You were right," I whispered. "This is an amazing view."
He smiled, "I'm always right"
His lips were then on mine. I smirked as he kissed me, gladly kissing him back.
As his lips lingered on mine, I was convinced that right now if you zoomed into my eyes, behind the darkness of my lids, you would see fireworks that matched the popping in my ears and vivid flowing of my blood.
At the moment, I was pretty sure I had no lungs. One of the most perfect kisses of my life, and the sunset to complete it, of course, the rain kiss was still at the top of my list.
I never wanted it to end, but I needed my lungs back. I pulled away. He smiled brightly, as did I.
"Okay, Mr. I-Can-Hold-My-Breath-For-30-Minutes," I laughed out of breath and he joined. "Sorry my lungs aren't as strong as yours," I joked. He was trained to have strong lungs to hold out singing notes, whereas I was just an amateur.
He shrugged sheepishly. Even through the dark that began cloaking over us slowly, I could see his rosy cheeks. "I love you."
It was different this time. All the I love you's we'd said in a lifetime together were always friendly, but this one felt completely different which make me more short of breath than a moment ago.
I caressed his hot cheek with my fingers for a moment, admiring his beauty and the smile on his face before I felt heart speaking before my mind could process it. "I love you."
-
"Looks like I better be going," Addison said, as Niall and I appeared in the living room where everyone was talking.
Her leaving was kind of a good idea, I thought.
"I'll drive you," Harry jumped up, speaking.
Instead of saying goodbye, I just settled myself in a seat, dragging Niall along.
"You're mean," Niall whispered in my ear when they were gone.
Then I wondered if I had been thinking aloud all the cruel things that I now thought of Addison.
"Rose, your thoughts are right across your face."
My mother always told me, my expressions told it all. She said I was like her open book.
I didn't say anything, I just played with Niall's shaggy hair.
-
There were, what I assume to be pots banging against each other from another room.
I was so attached to Niall a sleeping, that I didn't notice Liam gone and Louis and Sophia sleeping on the other couch.
I slowly took Niall's head off my lap, and put it down onto the cushion after I got up.
Niall stirred, almost falling off the couch.
I secretly wanted him to fall off the couch though, so I could laugh at him, and also so I could see his beautiful eyes again when his lids lift. But then I'd feel bad.
When I followed the noises, I ended up in the kitchen. It was obvious I'd end up there anyway.
Liam was crouched down on the floor, with pots and pans all over the kitchen floor.
"What are you doing?" I said, standing in the door way.
Liam turned around quickly, gasping like he had just seen a ghost. "You gave me a fright!"
I laughed softly, walking towards a stool.
"Well, I was looking for my favorite cereal," he blushed.
"Why would it be with the pots and pans?" I quirked an eyebrow.
"Um..." He paused for a second in thought. "Well, why wouldn't it?"
He continued looking through all the cabinets for his cereal.
A few minutes had passed. No such luck.
"What time is it?" I asked, tapping my ring against the marble counter.
"I don't know, probably midnight or close to" Liam said, not looking at me.
He was trying so hard to look for his cereal. I felt bad for him.
I sighed, and got up. "I'll just go get you another box of cereal."
He nodded at first, not processing what was said. Then a few seconds later, he turned around with a horrified expression.
"Wait, what?" he said quickly. "No!"
I was sort of taken aback by his response.
"Why not? Nothing's going to happen!"
"Regardless if nothing does," he shot back, standing up. "Niall's going to kill me, and'll probably dance on my grave."
It wasn't like I would get kidnapped or anything. Niall is just over protective, and Liam's only exaggerating.
"Okay, you sit here and bicker with yourself. I'm going... whether you like it or not."
I walked out of the kitchen. How bad could it be? Just a walk to the twenty-four hour store on the next block and back. I needed fresh air anyway.
"Do what you want," Liam called after me. "I'm just advising you not to!"