-Tigerlily’s POV-

It’s almost Niall’s and my one-month anniversary and it’s the day before I have to go back home to get ready for school. Niall and I have gone on a few dates here and there; he can’t do much since they have concerts and endless interviews. He tries though, and it’s really sweet of him to take the time that he has off to take us out. What sucks is that I love him, but I don’t think he loves me back, not yet if ever.

“Princess, your things are still pretty packed up, right?”
“Uh, yeah, bae, why, what’s up?”
“No reason, I was just wondering.”
I heard shuffling coming from our rooms. Niall then came into the room carrying all of our bags.
“Ni, babe, what’s going on?” I got up from my place of the couch and slid my phone into my pocket. I went behind him, wrapping my arms around his stomach, and resting my chin on his shoulder.
“We’re going somewhere.”
“I can tell that babe. Where are we going?”
“Somewhere special, just wondering, do you have a swimsuit with you that fits you in your slimming body? I’m really sorry if that sounded perverted at all, I just meant that you lost a lot of weight since we were at your house to get your things. Do you want to go shopping for a new one, possibly a bikini? You would look pretty damn hot in a bikini.”
I felt my face get hot. “Sure, I guess we can go get me a swimsuit.”
“Great, let’s go.”
“Wait, right now?”
“Yes, right now, let’s go.”

-

He dragged me to the nearest Target. He picked out four bikinis for me to try on. I tried the first one, but I still felt really uncomfortable in my body.
“Are you coming out babe?”
“Hell no, you would have to pay me to come out of this dressing room in this.”
“I don’t have to.” That sounded to close to be outside of the dressing room. I turn around to see that my boyfriend is in the dressing room with me.
“Niall, how the hell did you get in here?!”
“Nialler like a puma.”
I giggled at him.
“Now, you look insanely hot in this bikini.”
“You think so?”
“Definitely, now do you like this one as much as I do or do you want to try another one?”
“Seeing your reaction, I’m good with this one.”
“Good, now come here,” he said slightly pinning me up against the wall of the dressing room. He smashed his lips into mine.
I snapped out of it after probably about five minutes. I pressed my hand against his chest and tried to push him off of me, I was no use compared to his strength, but he got the message. “Niall,” I whined. He leaned his forehead on mine
“What, babe?” his lips brushing on mine.
“Get out of here, I need to change.” He looked sad.
“Okay, but just promise me you won’t look below my stomach.”
I snickered. “Babe, did I make you get boner?” I whispered.
He nodded, looking ashamed.
“Why do you look ashamed?”
“Because I got a boner from making out with my hot under-aged girlfriend in a Target dressing room!” he whisper shouted.
“Hey, well at least I looked hot making it happen.” I winked at him.
He smirked at me and pecked my lips.
“Okay, I need to change, you get out of here, but that better be gone when I get out there; got it?”
“Uh, I’ll try, but I don’t know how, especially that quickly, and I’m not gonna toss, if that’s what you’re implying.”
“I don’t care, just get rid of it. Now get out so I can change.” He chuckled then left the dressing room.

I exited the dressing room with the bikini in hand. He smiled at me and he paid for it.

-

“Are you ready to leave, Princess?” he asked by the door surrounded by suitcases.
“Yeah, just let me make sure I have everything. Did you grab my charge cords?”
“Of course I did, they were the only things not in your suitcase, and they were in my room since you have been bunking with me the last few nights.”
I smiled at the thought that I had been waking up in Niall’s arms ever since the morning after their first concert, and I had been waking him up with a kiss every morning, except from the morning that he woke me up with kisses. “Yeah, I guess I have ever since the night of your guys’ first concert a few weeks ago, so more like the last few weeks. Do you have everything?”
“Yeah, and I already checked twice.”
“Then I guess we’re all set to go.”
“Guys, let’s go!”
The boys one by one came into the room and grabbed their bags from near the door.
“So, Ni, are you going to tell me where we are going?”
“Sorry, babe, looks like you’re going to have wait and see.”
“Ugh, you never tell me anything.” I groaned.
“Okay that is totally not true. I told you I liked you, I always tell you the truth, I told you that I’m honestly surprised that guys aren’t lined up down the street to ask you out, and told you that you meant the world to me and I would nevereverwant to lose you.”
“You never told me that last part.”
“I must have told it to you when you were sleeping then, or had intentions to say it. But it is true.”
“Awe. Okay, we should go before we make them fall asleep with our sweet, lovey-dovey talk.”
“Yeah, that would probably be a good idea because we’re tired already, or at least I am.” Zayn interjected.
“Zaynie, you’re always tired.” Liam said in a girly voice.
Zayn looked pissed at the nickname.
“Ooh, I don’t think Zaynie likes being called ‘Zaynie’” I said sort of defending him, while still antagonizing.
“How many times do I have to tell you twats not to call me ‘Zaynie’?!”
“Probably about a few million, or until we get the memo, but even if we did, we wouldn’t stop provoking you,” Harry joked.


-Niall’s POV-

I’m taking the boys, Calista, and Tigerlily to the beach for a few days to relax right before they have to go back to school. The trip is also for our one month anniversary.
I realized this doesn’t make me sound like a care-free mofo at all, but I have already planned everything out, and it has to be perfect because it’s for her.

I remembered her taking about how much she loved Seaside so I decided to take her; I would have just brought her if we weren’t going to South America in a few weeks, so we have to leave soon, and, so I didn’t really have an option, and we’re bringing Calista because Lou basically begged on his hands and knees for us to go get her. He has such a huge crush on her; it’s not even funny how much he likes that girl. That poor, poor lad.

“When are you going to tell me where we are going?” Tigerlily asked for the hundredth time. She was seated up front next to me.
“I told you, you aren’t going to tell you, no one will, only the boys know and they have been sworn to secrecy, correct boys?” I asked the guys in the back seat of the SUV.
“Right,” they groaned, them not really liking to keep secrets its kind of understanding.
“But Calista, you have no clue correct?”
“Yeah, but I don’t think its frustrating me as much as it is her.” Calista actually doesn’t know where we’re going and I hope it stays that way.

-

Finally, we got to the beach without anybody telling Tigerlily where we were going. She ended up guessing it when we got a few miles away. We checked into probably the most expensive, nicest hotel there was; I had already called before to get the rooms. I got Tigerlily and me a suite to share and then I got the boys and Calista a separate one. Even though I’m legal and we are sharing a room together, I’m definitely not going to pull anything. I’m not going to risk anything, besides, she’s a minor, and I am pretty sure she told me that she was saving herself for marriage. She knows what she can do on me if she does certain things, like what had happened at Target, but I would never take advantage of her like that. She’s my girl, and I’m not going to hurt her by taking it too far, let alone hurt her at all.

We got to our suite and almost literally right after I closed the door and set our luggage down, her lips smashed into mine. We released from the kiss. She sat down on the settee, and I joined her.
“I can’t believe you did this!” she exclaimed and started to tear up. Shit, what did I do wrong? I brought her to one of her favorite places and got us a private suite for our anniversary.
“Oh no, baby, don’t cry what’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Niall, these are happy tears, more than happy, ecstatic! I’m not sad, I’m beyond happy; I can’t believe you did this! This is perfect, babe!”
“Oh, God, I thought you were sad, or even pissed off at me for some reason!”
“Why, how the hell could you think that I would possibly pissed off at you for doing this?!”
“I don’t know, I just thought that I messed up some how.”
“Well you didn’t, and it’s perfect.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
“Love; Iloveit.”
“Ooh,love, so, extra.”
She giggled. “Shut up and kiss me you twat.”
I kissed her. I’ve barely seen this side of her, the assertive side, but I like it. It’s almost like an alter ego because she never acts like this, she’s always so innocent and bubbly, but I do like it, just as long as it doesn’t come out too much, I think that I might get tired of it quickly.
I snapped out of my thoughts when her teeth lightly grazed my lip. Shit, that’s what happened earlier when that incident happened at Target, well I mean, along with her only being in a bikini, but we better not risk anything. I broke away from the kiss.
“What’s wrong babe, did I do something wrong?”
“No, well, uh, I don’t really know how to describe it, but it was like your teeth,” she looked perplexed. “Just a second ago when you kind of bit my lip,” she looked less confused. “Well, earlier at Target when that ‘thing’ happened, you had done that same thing, but of course you were wearing a super hot bikini.”
“So you’d rather me not do that because you’re afraid it might happen again?”
I nodded.
“Okay, then I won’t do it again.”
“Thanks, I just think it would be really awkward, seeing how we wouldn’t really able to do anything about it since for one, you’re not legal, and for two I don’t want to take advantage of you by that when I’m pretty sure you told me that you wanted to save yourself until marriage.”
She nodded.

We got past that awkward moment and we watched some movies until the boys came by to see if we wanted to go wander around with them. We grabbed our stuff and left the hotel.


-Tigerlily’s POV-

We walked along the boardwalk in the nice warm, noon air until we decided to get something to eat. We went to a little pub that I told them was good, Dundee’s. The only thing that I really ever remembered eating there was their jalapeño poppers, probably because that’s what we got every single time we went there.

We took a seat in a large booth. I took the seat closest to the wall, Niall slid in next to me, then Liam. Across from us Harry slid across the seat, then Calista, and then Louis. Zayn pulled up a chair from a near by table.

A bored, miserable, sluttish looking waitress walked dreadingly towards our table with waters and menus. Immediately after she saw the boys her expression perked up. She now had some bounce in her step and she came to our table just a little quicker. It was either because they were One Direction, they were insanely hot, or because they were just new prey for her

She was about my height, maybe a little taller. She looked like a blonde version of Kim Kardashian, and she didn’t flaunt it very well, it looks like she’s begging just to get an attractive guy to look at her at the minimum. Her top was too low cut, and she just looked like a slut wanting attention. She stood next to Louis, directly across from Niall and me. She set the water on our table, purposely lingering her chest too long in front of Niall. Thankfully he was an amazing boyfriend, so he actually didn’t look at her boobs. He didn’t even look at her, he kept his face towards me trying to ignore the fact that she was even there, and I appreciated that, he was a loyal boyfriend.

An annoying voice interrupted our gazing.
“What would you guys like?”
She took our orders, including the poppers that I had told them about.

The food came fairly quickly and I had to tell the bitch off before anything else happened.
“Hey, I don’t know who you think you are, but it doesn’t matter; you have no right to be flirting with my boyfriend, who happens to be avoiding your flirtatious signals, thankfully.” I tried to remain as calm as possible without letting my anger get the best of me.
They all looked at me in surprise, as if they never would have guessed me to do that.
“I’m sorry…? But, I can flirt with whoever I want no matter if they are with someone or not. And honestly, you don’t deserve a guy like him, if one at all.”
I have to admit, those words hurt, but I didn’t let them get to me. “I want to speak to the manager.” I hissed at her, still slightly trying to keep my cool. She turned on her heel and left. Niall started rubbing his hand on my back trying to calm me down. By the time the manager got to our table I was calm enough to talk to him. He was older, probably about thirty or forty.
“Is everything alright over here? Your server said you wanted to talk to me.”
I nodded. “Yes, in fact there is, our server is actually being pretty rude to us. Is it possible that we could get a new one, one that would deserve a tip in my opinion?”
“Yes, ma’am. I will get a new one for you right now.”
I thanked him.
He scurried off to find us a new server.
A few minutes later a young, thankfully male, waiter came to the table.
“Hello, I’m Adam, and I am going to be your new server. If there is anything that I can get you just signal me and I will be here ASAP. Is there anything I can get you while I’m here?”
“Uh, no, I think we’re good but thank you.”
He nodded and walked off.

I started thinking about what the waitress had said earlier. It hurt, it really did, but I tried not to show it.
“It’s not true, what she said. I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you.”
I shook my head in disagreement. ‘She was right; I didn’t deserve him, any guy at that matter.’
He kissed my cheek. “I’m serious.”
Deep inside I still thought—knew that she was right, but I couldn’t argue with him. I knew I should believe him, but I just couldn’t. I gave in to him. “Okay…” I muttered.
“That’s better, now let’s enjoy our lunch and not think about that, okay?”
I nodded.
We finished our lunch and left a tip for Adam. We walked around for a little bit longer, not a lot of people noticing them, honestly I’m surprised that there haven’t been a shit ton of screaming girls surrounding us the whole time. Only a few here and there, other than that, it’s like they’re just regular guys. I liked that, I wasn’t used to the crowds, but I think each time they perform they grow slightly more and more used to it.

Notes

Okay, sorry if it got kind of awkward with the dressing room AND the makeout part in the hotel.

The day of the Anniversary will be next chapter.

Love you guys!

Much love,
Tigerlily