My Weakness
Anniversary
READ THE NOTES AFTER THE CHAPTER, IF YOU DON'T ALREADY!
-Niall’s POV-
I wake up to the incessant noise of my cell phone going off beside me. I hope it won’t wake her up, although over the past few weeks I have learned that Tigerlily can be a heavy sleeper most times.
I turn the alarm off. ‘Why did I have this set to go off so early?’ I ask myself.
‘Because it’s your anniversary and you need to make sure that everything is perfect from the time she wakes up to the time she falls back asleep tonight. Remember?’ My conscious responds.
I get up off of the hotel bed, careful not to wake her. She stirs a bit, but not enough to wake. I grab some clothes and get in the shower.
I get dressed and leave the bathroom. When I get back into the bedroom I see that she’s slightly sitting up on the bed, on her phone, crying. ‘There is no reason my Princess should be crying.’
“Princess, why are you crying?” she jumped slightly; she must have not heard me come in.
She tried to respond but couldn’t through her quiet sobs. I held her close, rubbing her back, and kissing her hair until she was calm enough to answer.
“I was fine for a while, well I wasn’t fine, but I wasn’t like how you found me either. I was just looking at my mentions and comments on Twitter, trying to ignore the negative ones, but they just piled up. Even though there was probably three times as much in positive ones. And then Dylan texted me, which is when I started crying.”
“What did he say?” I asked worriedly. It wasn’t a good thing if your ex texts you and you start crying.
She handed me her phone to read.
From: Dylan
Hey, I know that you’re dating that one guy, but he’s not going to be there for you as much as I will be, seeing how he’s a famous pop-boy band star that’s constantly touring. And he doesn’t even live in the country. I just want you to know that I might be a better choice of a boyfriend than what you have now.
“Babe, I’m so sorry, but you don’t have to worry about anything thing that he says. Okay? I will always be there for you, even if I am away on tour. I will stay up all night just to talk to you, even if I have to get up early the next morning. I would and will do anything just to hear your voice, just to talk to you, to see you, or even catch a mere glimpse. And you have already said probably about one hundred and turdy tree (SORRY, I HAD TO. LOL) times that I’m the best boyfriend ever, and I only care about what you think, not others, so if you say I am, then I don’t think anybody could be any better. Especially to my Princess.”
She let out a small laugh, her tears all dried up, and her mood was already improving. “Thank you.” She said with a small, but genuine smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
“Anything for you.” I kissed her forehead. “Happy anniversary by the way, babe.”
“Happy anniversary, boo.”
“Well, we should get going soon. We have a big day ahead of us, with only few resting times.”
She looked at me with suspicion, a look that said ‘what the hell are you planning?’
“Can’t we just stay in bed? It’s too early.” Her voice slightly whining.
I let out a short laugh. “C’mon babe, I put in some long, tiring hours to plan this whole day.” That was the only thing she knew about today. Today was totally planned out; nothing was spontaneous, which is weird for me being a carefree mofo and all. I just had to make everything perfect for her because at the end of the night, I’m going to tell her that I love her. I know that some people wait after months of dating to say it, but I just know that I love her and I think she’s the one.
“Fine, but five more minutes first?”
“Okay…” I gave in and cuddled next to her on the queen sized bed.
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“Okay, babe, five minutes is up, now c’mon, up.” I encouraged her. She eventually arose from the bed right before I was going to drag her out of it. She got dressed and then went to the bathroom, leaving the door open, so I kind of just watched her, in all of her beauty. She unbraided the braids, which she had done last night after her shower, releasing beautiful waves that framed her face perfectly. She started to put on makeup. I grabbed her wrist gently, but enough force to stop her from applying it.
“What, can I not look pretty today?”
“You know how I feel about makeup, and besides you look gorgeous without it.”
“I get that you don’t like makeup, but it makes me feel pretty and more comfortable with myself.”
“Fine, but please understand that I like you with makeup, but I like you without makeup a thousand times more.”
She nodded and I left the room. I sat on the couch and waited for her to come out of the bathroom so we could go to breakfast.
She waked into the room. “Okay, bae, I’m ready to go. Are you going to tell me where we are going this time?”
“Nope,” I said popping the ‘p’.
“Why do I even try asking?”
“I don’t know, maybe you are just optimistic and like to think that I may actually tell you once or twice where we are going.”
“Yeah, I guess I can be subconsciously optimistic.”
I intertwined our fingers and guided her out of the hotel. The boys and Paul already knew about what was going on with today so there was no need to notify them that we were leaving. I’m surprised that none of them told me that I should wait, seeing how she’s a few years younger than I am, but management reacted kind of badly—mainly towards the fact that we didn’t tell them first, we told Paul, who told Uncle Si—so I think that they were just being nice about it. Honestly I don’t really care what they think; I just hope that they support me on it.
We headed to a small café down the boardwalk a bit from the hotel. We took a seat at a small table in the back. I walked to the counter to get us each breakfast and some coffee.
A short, petite girl came to the counter. Her expression didn’t change, she must not recognize me, ‘thank god,’.
“What can I get you?”
“Can I get a 16 ounce Americano and a 16 ounce iced caramel frappe?”
“Sure, can I get you anything to eat with your coffee?”
“Yeah, what kind of muffins do you have?”
“We have apple crumble, poppy seed, chocolate, and blueberry.”
“I’ll just take two of the apple ones.”
“Okay, that will be 10 dollars and 25 cents.”
I handed her 15 dollars. “Keep the change.”
She nodded and I waited for the coffee as she handed me the muffins. I quickly walked over to Tigerlily and put the muffins down on the small table as I left to go get the coffees. The barista smiled at me as she handed me the cups full of scorching hot coffee, well one of them at least. Tigerlily’s was iced. I smiled at Tigerlily as I handed her the cup.
She took a sip of her coffee. “You’re awesome, babe.”
I let out a light chuckle. “The day isn’t over yet.”
“Well, I can’t wait to see what else you have in store.”
I smiled at her.
We enjoyed our breakfast. Sometimes talking about random things, like how she thinks that I’m the only one that she’ll be texting after we leave for South America and when she goes back to school. I doubt that, she has a lot of friends, but she only talks about a few more than anyone else.
We also talked about how we would Skype and FaceTime as much as we possibly could. Other than doing it to see each other, I pointed out that I would be able to help her with her homework, if she needed it of course, which I doubt she will because she is actually really smart. She told me about how she’s going into her Junior year of high school, and how she’s already in the last course of Spanish available at her school, which is Spanish 4, and how all it really is is reading Harry Potter in Spanish and talking about it; she’s taking pre-calculus, and physics—which she isn’t really looking forward to—and she’s also taking Calligraphy and pottery, which I think is pretty cool that she’s into art.
She told me that she’s taking yearbook and going to see if she can do photography because her step-dad let her use his camera, which isn’t the one the she would prefer to use—that she really wants for Christmas, and I’m getting her.
I am considering getting a condo by Jeld-Wen field, in Portland for a few reasons; one, so I would be closer to her and we wouldn’t have to go so far to see each other, besides it would only be for a little while, just until she’s out of high school, which seems like forever, but it will go by quick. For two, I really do like Portland.
I think if I do actually get one, I will keep it a surprise until her birthday. Besides its not like I’m going to live their permanently, it will basically be like an extended hotel stay, and I may not even stay there all of the time, only when we aren’t touring, which is only a few months out of the year, so when I’m not touring with the boys, or visiting my family, I will be there.
Hopefully after she graduates she will want to move in with me in my condo in England. Maybe I can get away with paying for her to go to Kingston University—for photography—because I know that she really wants to, but can’t afford it. If she gets accepted, then I am definitely paying.
After breakfast we strolled around the beach, me secretly picking out a perfect spot for tonight. Almost as soon as her feet hit the sand her—modern looking—cowgirl boots were off her feet and in her hand. I did the same with my kicks because I would rather not have sand on—or in—them.
I didn’t realize what time it actually was until I was the sun was pretty high up, but still headed towards the south. I checked my phone. 2:14. “Are you hungry, Princess?”
“I mean, I could eat, but I’m not particularly hungry, why?”
“I was wondering because its already 2:15 and we should probably get lunch, unless you’re not that hungry; if not, we could just get a snack to satisfy you until dinner.”
“I guess we could like a light lunch, or something of sort.”
We walked back to the boardwalk. Brushing the sand from our feet, we put our shoes and socks back on.
We walked into a small little diner and took a seat in a booth. A server came over and Tigerlily ordered a salad, while I ordered a burger.
We talked until there was basically nothing more to talk about. I paid for lunch and we strolled back to the hotel.
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“Babe, are you ready to go?” I asked her quietly. We were seated on the couch just snuggling, sitting in front of the telly watching some nonsense movie that we had really just put on for background noise. We weren’t actually talking that much, just enjoying each other’s company and the comfortable silence. It was nice.
She sighed a bit before moving her head from the crook of my neck and out of my arms, standing up off of the sofa. As soon as she moves, I shudder from the cold air that hits my body that was no longer being warmed by hers.
“Yeah, but are you? You look like you could use a few extra minutes to fix your hair.”
I got up and went to the bathroom. I saw my reflection. My hair wasn’t that bad, I mean, it would be worse if we had made out at all, but we didn’t. It was mainly just a few spots where it was flatter than others; probably because we were sitting on that couch for at least an hour and a half.
I fixed my hair and strutted out of the bathroom and down the hall like it was a runway. When I got to her a made a stupid pose; she almost fell over because she was laughing that hard.
Well, at least I can make her laugh, and I’m good at it too.
“Now, I’m ready to go.”
We stepped outside of the hotel and I sent Liam a quick text;
To: Leeyum
We are on our way, 10 minutes away, make sure everything is ready and you aren’t there.
I soon received a text back.
From: Leeyum
Okay, we are just about done, don’t worry I wont be here when you arrive.
I put my phone on ‘Do Not Disturb’.
“Who are you texting?” Tigerlily asks me as we got onto the sand. There was no need to take time to take off our clunky shoes we had on earlier because we changed into sandals. Eventually she got so amusingly—to me at least—annoyed with the sand hitting the back of her legs, and she took them off and I also.
“No one actually, I wouldn’t text anyone on our day, okay babe? I was just turning it off so we wouldn’t be disturbed tonight, trust me.” I said giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.
“Okay, I was just wondering.”
When we got close to the secluded spot that I had Liam set the romantic picnic at, I went behind her and covered her eyes with my hands so she couldn’t see where we were going.
I stopped as we got to the spot. She stopped along with me. I slowly turned her towards the ocean so that when I uncovered her eyes, she could see the beautiful sunset.
I uncovered her eyes and swiftly moved beside her so I would be able to see her reaction. She slowly lifted her eye lids and they widened at the sight.
“I’ve seen the sunset here for years, but it has never looked so beautiful.”
“It’s probably because the sun is trying to compete with you.” I said with a smirk.
A light blush dusted across her cheeks.
“But that’s not all I brought you here for.”
She looked at me with perplexed look spread across her gorgeous face.
I lightly grabbed her hips and spun her around to see the picnic already set up for us. Her jaw dropped. Her eyes were even wider than they were just seconds ago. “Happy anniversary, Princess.”
“Oh, my God, Niall. Happy anniversary, Baby, how did you do this? You have been with me all day.”
“Liam. I had Liam do it whilst we were lounging around the hotel.”
“Oh, my god, Niall, I’m speechless.”
We sat down on the blanket and I opened up the basket. I took out some of the food and gave her some of it.
We ate the majority of what was in the basket, until I figured it was time to tell her, but it had to be perfect.
I got up quickly and went behind some grass where I had Liam hide one of my guitars. I grabbed it and sat back down across from Tigerlily.
I started with one of her favorite songs; My Weakness by Kris Allen.
“Couple of lovebirds kissing on the corner
Couldn't help but remind me of you
Halfway through dialing your number
You know it’s true, I wanted to
Took a stroll down sunset boulevard
Heard an old man singing the blues
Halfway through writing you a love song
You know it’s true, I wanted to
Sunrise on the east side
Want to wake up next to you
But I’m dreaming on the west side
Trying to find my way to you
Tell me you want me
Speechless and I’m shaking
Tell me you need me
You better believe me when I say that you are my weakness
You are my weakness and you get me every time
Tired of flipping through the channels on the tv
Nothing on could shake you out of my mind
So I grab my coat and I’m out the door
I’m just killing time til you’re by my side
Too many places get in the way of bringing you back into view
Sunrise on the east side
Want to wake up next to you
But I’m dreaming on the west side
Trying to find my way to you
Tell me you want me
Speechless and I’m shaking
Tell me you need me
You better believe me when I say that you are my weakness
You are my weakness and you get me every time
Caught in the middle of the storm, you are my shelter
When all that I see is black and white, you are the color
Nothing can stop me, no distance too great to cover
All I want to hear you say
Tell me you want me
Speechless and I’m shaking
Tell me you need me
You better believe me when I say that you are my weakness
You are my weakness
You are my weakness
Yes, you are my weakness and you get me every time”
“Awe, Ni, babe, god, this is the best date ever.”
“Good, but I have one more song for you.”
She nodded. I started playing Little Things.
“Your hand fits in mine
Like it's made just for me
But bear this in mind
It was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me
I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
When you smile
You've never loved
Your stomach or your thighs,
The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do
It's you
Oh, it's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me
I know you've never loved
The sound of your voice on tape
You never want
To know how much you weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you
And you'll never treat yourself right, darling, but I want you to.
If I let you know I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh.
And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you,
Oh, it's you,
It's you they add up to
And I'm in love with you
And all these little things
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things
“It’s true, Tigerlily, I’m in love with you, and I love you for who you are, I love all of those things that you don’t like, and the things you do like. I love you, and no one can change that.”
“Oh, my god, Niall, I love you too, I have for a while, I just never said anything because I didn’t think you loved me back!” She had a huge smile spread across her face.
I kissed her; our lips moved so passionately and perfectly together. We parted due to lack of breathing.
“You know, I actually thought the same thing; I didn’t think that you really loved me back, but I thought you only loved the ‘One Direction Niall Horan’. And by the way, how could some one not love you? You’re perfectly imperfect in every way. You may not be ‘Perfect’, but you are my kind of perfect.”
“No, I have always loved you for you, not your career. I like being your kind of perfect, boo.”
-Niall’s POV-
I wake up to the incessant noise of my cell phone going off beside me. I hope it won’t wake her up, although over the past few weeks I have learned that Tigerlily can be a heavy sleeper most times.
I turn the alarm off. ‘Why did I have this set to go off so early?’ I ask myself.
‘Because it’s your anniversary and you need to make sure that everything is perfect from the time she wakes up to the time she falls back asleep tonight. Remember?’ My conscious responds.
I get up off of the hotel bed, careful not to wake her. She stirs a bit, but not enough to wake. I grab some clothes and get in the shower.
I get dressed and leave the bathroom. When I get back into the bedroom I see that she’s slightly sitting up on the bed, on her phone, crying. ‘There is no reason my Princess should be crying.’
“Princess, why are you crying?” she jumped slightly; she must have not heard me come in.
She tried to respond but couldn’t through her quiet sobs. I held her close, rubbing her back, and kissing her hair until she was calm enough to answer.
“I was fine for a while, well I wasn’t fine, but I wasn’t like how you found me either. I was just looking at my mentions and comments on Twitter, trying to ignore the negative ones, but they just piled up. Even though there was probably three times as much in positive ones. And then Dylan texted me, which is when I started crying.”
“What did he say?” I asked worriedly. It wasn’t a good thing if your ex texts you and you start crying.
She handed me her phone to read.
From: Dylan
Hey, I know that you’re dating that one guy, but he’s not going to be there for you as much as I will be, seeing how he’s a famous pop-boy band star that’s constantly touring. And he doesn’t even live in the country. I just want you to know that I might be a better choice of a boyfriend than what you have now.
“Babe, I’m so sorry, but you don’t have to worry about anything thing that he says. Okay? I will always be there for you, even if I am away on tour. I will stay up all night just to talk to you, even if I have to get up early the next morning. I would and will do anything just to hear your voice, just to talk to you, to see you, or even catch a mere glimpse. And you have already said probably about one hundred and turdy tree (SORRY, I HAD TO. LOL) times that I’m the best boyfriend ever, and I only care about what you think, not others, so if you say I am, then I don’t think anybody could be any better. Especially to my Princess.”
She let out a small laugh, her tears all dried up, and her mood was already improving. “Thank you.” She said with a small, but genuine smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
“Anything for you.” I kissed her forehead. “Happy anniversary by the way, babe.”
“Happy anniversary, boo.”
“Well, we should get going soon. We have a big day ahead of us, with only few resting times.”
She looked at me with suspicion, a look that said ‘what the hell are you planning?’
“Can’t we just stay in bed? It’s too early.” Her voice slightly whining.
I let out a short laugh. “C’mon babe, I put in some long, tiring hours to plan this whole day.” That was the only thing she knew about today. Today was totally planned out; nothing was spontaneous, which is weird for me being a carefree mofo and all. I just had to make everything perfect for her because at the end of the night, I’m going to tell her that I love her. I know that some people wait after months of dating to say it, but I just know that I love her and I think she’s the one.
“Fine, but five more minutes first?”
“Okay…” I gave in and cuddled next to her on the queen sized bed.
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“Okay, babe, five minutes is up, now c’mon, up.” I encouraged her. She eventually arose from the bed right before I was going to drag her out of it. She got dressed and then went to the bathroom, leaving the door open, so I kind of just watched her, in all of her beauty. She unbraided the braids, which she had done last night after her shower, releasing beautiful waves that framed her face perfectly. She started to put on makeup. I grabbed her wrist gently, but enough force to stop her from applying it.
“What, can I not look pretty today?”
“You know how I feel about makeup, and besides you look gorgeous without it.”
“I get that you don’t like makeup, but it makes me feel pretty and more comfortable with myself.”
“Fine, but please understand that I like you with makeup, but I like you without makeup a thousand times more.”
She nodded and I left the room. I sat on the couch and waited for her to come out of the bathroom so we could go to breakfast.
She waked into the room. “Okay, bae, I’m ready to go. Are you going to tell me where we are going this time?”
“Nope,” I said popping the ‘p’.
“Why do I even try asking?”
“I don’t know, maybe you are just optimistic and like to think that I may actually tell you once or twice where we are going.”
“Yeah, I guess I can be subconsciously optimistic.”
I intertwined our fingers and guided her out of the hotel. The boys and Paul already knew about what was going on with today so there was no need to notify them that we were leaving. I’m surprised that none of them told me that I should wait, seeing how she’s a few years younger than I am, but management reacted kind of badly—mainly towards the fact that we didn’t tell them first, we told Paul, who told Uncle Si—so I think that they were just being nice about it. Honestly I don’t really care what they think; I just hope that they support me on it.
We headed to a small café down the boardwalk a bit from the hotel. We took a seat at a small table in the back. I walked to the counter to get us each breakfast and some coffee.
A short, petite girl came to the counter. Her expression didn’t change, she must not recognize me, ‘thank god,’.
“What can I get you?”
“Can I get a 16 ounce Americano and a 16 ounce iced caramel frappe?”
“Sure, can I get you anything to eat with your coffee?”
“Yeah, what kind of muffins do you have?”
“We have apple crumble, poppy seed, chocolate, and blueberry.”
“I’ll just take two of the apple ones.”
“Okay, that will be 10 dollars and 25 cents.”
I handed her 15 dollars. “Keep the change.”
She nodded and I waited for the coffee as she handed me the muffins. I quickly walked over to Tigerlily and put the muffins down on the small table as I left to go get the coffees. The barista smiled at me as she handed me the cups full of scorching hot coffee, well one of them at least. Tigerlily’s was iced. I smiled at Tigerlily as I handed her the cup.
She took a sip of her coffee. “You’re awesome, babe.”
I let out a light chuckle. “The day isn’t over yet.”
“Well, I can’t wait to see what else you have in store.”
I smiled at her.
We enjoyed our breakfast. Sometimes talking about random things, like how she thinks that I’m the only one that she’ll be texting after we leave for South America and when she goes back to school. I doubt that, she has a lot of friends, but she only talks about a few more than anyone else.
We also talked about how we would Skype and FaceTime as much as we possibly could. Other than doing it to see each other, I pointed out that I would be able to help her with her homework, if she needed it of course, which I doubt she will because she is actually really smart. She told me about how she’s going into her Junior year of high school, and how she’s already in the last course of Spanish available at her school, which is Spanish 4, and how all it really is is reading Harry Potter in Spanish and talking about it; she’s taking pre-calculus, and physics—which she isn’t really looking forward to—and she’s also taking Calligraphy and pottery, which I think is pretty cool that she’s into art.
She told me that she’s taking yearbook and going to see if she can do photography because her step-dad let her use his camera, which isn’t the one the she would prefer to use—that she really wants for Christmas, and I’m getting her.
I am considering getting a condo by Jeld-Wen field, in Portland for a few reasons; one, so I would be closer to her and we wouldn’t have to go so far to see each other, besides it would only be for a little while, just until she’s out of high school, which seems like forever, but it will go by quick. For two, I really do like Portland.
I think if I do actually get one, I will keep it a surprise until her birthday. Besides its not like I’m going to live their permanently, it will basically be like an extended hotel stay, and I may not even stay there all of the time, only when we aren’t touring, which is only a few months out of the year, so when I’m not touring with the boys, or visiting my family, I will be there.
Hopefully after she graduates she will want to move in with me in my condo in England. Maybe I can get away with paying for her to go to Kingston University—for photography—because I know that she really wants to, but can’t afford it. If she gets accepted, then I am definitely paying.
After breakfast we strolled around the beach, me secretly picking out a perfect spot for tonight. Almost as soon as her feet hit the sand her—modern looking—cowgirl boots were off her feet and in her hand. I did the same with my kicks because I would rather not have sand on—or in—them.
I didn’t realize what time it actually was until I was the sun was pretty high up, but still headed towards the south. I checked my phone. 2:14. “Are you hungry, Princess?”
“I mean, I could eat, but I’m not particularly hungry, why?”
“I was wondering because its already 2:15 and we should probably get lunch, unless you’re not that hungry; if not, we could just get a snack to satisfy you until dinner.”
“I guess we could like a light lunch, or something of sort.”
We walked back to the boardwalk. Brushing the sand from our feet, we put our shoes and socks back on.
We walked into a small little diner and took a seat in a booth. A server came over and Tigerlily ordered a salad, while I ordered a burger.
We talked until there was basically nothing more to talk about. I paid for lunch and we strolled back to the hotel.
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“Babe, are you ready to go?” I asked her quietly. We were seated on the couch just snuggling, sitting in front of the telly watching some nonsense movie that we had really just put on for background noise. We weren’t actually talking that much, just enjoying each other’s company and the comfortable silence. It was nice.
She sighed a bit before moving her head from the crook of my neck and out of my arms, standing up off of the sofa. As soon as she moves, I shudder from the cold air that hits my body that was no longer being warmed by hers.
“Yeah, but are you? You look like you could use a few extra minutes to fix your hair.”
I got up and went to the bathroom. I saw my reflection. My hair wasn’t that bad, I mean, it would be worse if we had made out at all, but we didn’t. It was mainly just a few spots where it was flatter than others; probably because we were sitting on that couch for at least an hour and a half.
I fixed my hair and strutted out of the bathroom and down the hall like it was a runway. When I got to her a made a stupid pose; she almost fell over because she was laughing that hard.
Well, at least I can make her laugh, and I’m good at it too.
“Now, I’m ready to go.”
We stepped outside of the hotel and I sent Liam a quick text;
To: Leeyum
We are on our way, 10 minutes away, make sure everything is ready and you aren’t there.
I soon received a text back.
From: Leeyum
Okay, we are just about done, don’t worry I wont be here when you arrive.
I put my phone on ‘Do Not Disturb’.
“Who are you texting?” Tigerlily asks me as we got onto the sand. There was no need to take time to take off our clunky shoes we had on earlier because we changed into sandals. Eventually she got so amusingly—to me at least—annoyed with the sand hitting the back of her legs, and she took them off and I also.
“No one actually, I wouldn’t text anyone on our day, okay babe? I was just turning it off so we wouldn’t be disturbed tonight, trust me.” I said giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.
“Okay, I was just wondering.”
When we got close to the secluded spot that I had Liam set the romantic picnic at, I went behind her and covered her eyes with my hands so she couldn’t see where we were going.
I stopped as we got to the spot. She stopped along with me. I slowly turned her towards the ocean so that when I uncovered her eyes, she could see the beautiful sunset.
I uncovered her eyes and swiftly moved beside her so I would be able to see her reaction. She slowly lifted her eye lids and they widened at the sight.
“I’ve seen the sunset here for years, but it has never looked so beautiful.”
“It’s probably because the sun is trying to compete with you.” I said with a smirk.
A light blush dusted across her cheeks.
“But that’s not all I brought you here for.”
She looked at me with perplexed look spread across her gorgeous face.
I lightly grabbed her hips and spun her around to see the picnic already set up for us. Her jaw dropped. Her eyes were even wider than they were just seconds ago. “Happy anniversary, Princess.”
“Oh, my God, Niall. Happy anniversary, Baby, how did you do this? You have been with me all day.”
“Liam. I had Liam do it whilst we were lounging around the hotel.”
“Oh, my god, Niall, I’m speechless.”
We sat down on the blanket and I opened up the basket. I took out some of the food and gave her some of it.
We ate the majority of what was in the basket, until I figured it was time to tell her, but it had to be perfect.
I got up quickly and went behind some grass where I had Liam hide one of my guitars. I grabbed it and sat back down across from Tigerlily.
I started with one of her favorite songs; My Weakness by Kris Allen.
“Couple of lovebirds kissing on the corner
Couldn't help but remind me of you
Halfway through dialing your number
You know it’s true, I wanted to
Took a stroll down sunset boulevard
Heard an old man singing the blues
Halfway through writing you a love song
You know it’s true, I wanted to
Sunrise on the east side
Want to wake up next to you
But I’m dreaming on the west side
Trying to find my way to you
Tell me you want me
Speechless and I’m shaking
Tell me you need me
You better believe me when I say that you are my weakness
You are my weakness and you get me every time
Tired of flipping through the channels on the tv
Nothing on could shake you out of my mind
So I grab my coat and I’m out the door
I’m just killing time til you’re by my side
Too many places get in the way of bringing you back into view
Sunrise on the east side
Want to wake up next to you
But I’m dreaming on the west side
Trying to find my way to you
Tell me you want me
Speechless and I’m shaking
Tell me you need me
You better believe me when I say that you are my weakness
You are my weakness and you get me every time
Caught in the middle of the storm, you are my shelter
When all that I see is black and white, you are the color
Nothing can stop me, no distance too great to cover
All I want to hear you say
Tell me you want me
Speechless and I’m shaking
Tell me you need me
You better believe me when I say that you are my weakness
You are my weakness
You are my weakness
Yes, you are my weakness and you get me every time”
“Awe, Ni, babe, god, this is the best date ever.”
“Good, but I have one more song for you.”
She nodded. I started playing Little Things.
“Your hand fits in mine
Like it's made just for me
But bear this in mind
It was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me
I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
When you smile
You've never loved
Your stomach or your thighs,
The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do
It's you
Oh, it's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me
I know you've never loved
The sound of your voice on tape
You never want
To know how much you weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you
And you'll never treat yourself right, darling, but I want you to.
If I let you know I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh.
And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you,
Oh, it's you,
It's you they add up to
And I'm in love with you
And all these little things
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things
“It’s true, Tigerlily, I’m in love with you, and I love you for who you are, I love all of those things that you don’t like, and the things you do like. I love you, and no one can change that.”
“Oh, my god, Niall, I love you too, I have for a while, I just never said anything because I didn’t think you loved me back!” She had a huge smile spread across her face.
I kissed her; our lips moved so passionately and perfectly together. We parted due to lack of breathing.
“You know, I actually thought the same thing; I didn’t think that you really loved me back, but I thought you only loved the ‘One Direction Niall Horan’. And by the way, how could some one not love you? You’re perfectly imperfect in every way. You may not be ‘Perfect’, but you are my kind of perfect.”
“No, I have always loved you for you, not your career. I like being your kind of perfect, boo.”
Notes
Okay, 13th chapter.Sorry I havent updated this week, I had been kind of mentally blocked, and my Grandma died on the 11th, so I've been pretty busy with that also.
If you guys could comment more, that would mean a lot to me, it just seems like no one is ready my fanfic, even though I can see the views rise.
I love you guys some much!
Oh! And by the way, i changed some of the characters names, just in case some one from my school stumbles upon it.
If you have any questions, go ahead and ask 'em.
Much love,
Tigerlily.
@Tigerlily B.
I love it, its great! Keep up the good work babe! xxx
12/21/13