”What?” Liam asked. ”Has something happened or…?” He moved a bit closer to the two people as well as the rest of us did it.

“It’s...” Eleanor sobbed while trying to restrain herself as much as possible. I handed her my napkin for her to dry off her eyes a bit. “I’m just… really happy… that we’re gathered here today…”


Everyone remained quiet for a few moments not knowing how to react, until Harry broke the silence:

“Well… we’re really happy as well. But… you know… this isn’t the first time we’re gathered.” He tried to express himself as politely as possible probably feeling a bit scared that he might not seem like he cared about the poor girl’s feelings.

“No no,” Louis interrupted with the same smirk written all over his face. “It’s because we have something to tell you all. Last night… Eleanor agreed to marry me.”



Another few seconds of complete silence went by where we just sat staring at him with his arm around his now fiancé’s shoulder.


“You’re…” Aida began as the first one, “getting married?”

Eleanor snuffled before replying: “We’re getting married.”


More silence.



“That’s amazing,” Em then nodded with her eyes turning a bit wet and Liam wrapped his arm around her with a smile.


Only for one more second I managed to keep myself calm, cause the next thing that happened was that I jumped up from my chair with my hands in the air.

“Wuhu!” I squealed so loudly that I noticed a few of the people around the table briefly covering their ears, but I didn’t care. Especially not when Aida decided to join me and we ran over to them hugging them tightly.


“I’m so happy for you!” I exclaimed in to Louis’ shoulder feeling the tears finding their way to my eyes as well, especially when I moved on to hugging my dear friend, Eleanor, whose face was already swollen and red from the crying of joy she was struggling with at the moment.

We all ended up hugging each other laughing and smiling widely, probably not knowing what to do with ourselves.


“Man!” Niall yelled as he pulled his friend in for a real guys’ hug. “Congratulations bro.”

“Where’s the ring?” Perrie asked glancing at Eleanor’s bare hands.

“It’s here,” Louis answered and pulled out a little black box from his pocket. “We didn’t want to ruin the surprise by wearing it already. And also because I wanted you all to be there to see me putting it on her finger. So… I’m going to do it the proper way now, when everybody is looking.”


Everybody’s eyes were just about to pop out of our heads when he kneeled down in front of his girlfriend. I saw Aida standing with her hands covering her mouth and Harry came over hugging her from behind, as she looked extremely stunned by what was happening.


“I’ve known you for almost five years now…” Louis began looking at Eleanor which only made it even more difficult for her to relax, “and I find myself ready to get a lot more of them. With you, and only you. Cause you really do mean the world to me. So… Eleanor Calder. Will you marry me?”


It all became too much for me to cope with and I let out a huge sob before I even noticed it coming and I quickly put a hand in front of my mouth to keep myself quiet during their moment.


“Yes,” Eleanor nodded smiling her cute and warm smile. “Yes, I will.”

Louis opened the box and slid on a beautiful silver diamond ring on her finger.

I felt Niall pulling me in to his chest as he probably noticed the trouble I had mastering my feelings for the happiness of my two friends. As I quickly glanced around the room I discovered that everybody had sought towards their partner in this romantic moment; Zayn and Perrie looking proudly at their friends having the courage to do the same as them, Liam with his arm around Em, Harry placing a few kisses in Aida’s hair, she by the way seemed almost as emotional as me, which was a rare thing, Niall holding me tightly in his arms as I looked at Louis and Eleanor embrace each other with the sparkles of the ring on her left ring finger travelling around the room.


After that the evening turned, if possible, even more happy and lovely than before, it was a bit different this time because everybody seemed to want to keep it a bit more romantic and emotional, whereas before we were just used to have loads of carefree fun. Even Niall acted like that giving me kisses and hugs a lot more often than normally, and I did nothing but enjoying the moments like these.

We enjoyed the dessert and had several more bottles of wine before people had to retire because of work and recording the following day. Luckily none of us were far from home since we all decided to spend the night at our boys’ places that were located in the same big building.

Everybody helped doing the dishes that was this way done in a few moments and around one o’clock in the evening I found myself going up the stairs towards Niall’s apartment holding his hand.


“I don’t have to record until three o’clock tomorrow afternoon,” he said. “Harry and Liam said they could do their recording first, so that I would have more time with you.”

What he just told me was so cute and I smiled widely as he locked us inside the apartment.

“Quite some time since you were here last time,” he said sounding just a tiny bit sad probably thinking about the reason why we hadn’t spent time together for the past month. I didn’t want him to think about it so I pulled him in close and kissed his lips.

“It’s good to be back,” I said looking straight in to his eyes.

“I want to take you out one a date,” he just said and started walking towards his bedroom.
“Like… my girlfriend.”


This time I wasn’t in any doubt about what to answer as I’d been so many times before. “I would like that,” I said. “But not until it doesn’t hurt too much to wear heels,” I quickly added.

“Why is that?” he asked a bit confused.

“Because I want to look absolutely beautiful,” I smiled proudly. “I’m going to kick those hater’s asses and make them love me.”

“But…” he began but I hadn’t finished.

“And I will never again hear them say that I’m too ugly for you.” I wasn’t in a bad mood at all but yet Niall felt the need to comfort me.

“Oh don’t listen to them, I think you’re gorgeous…”

“And I’m not letting it become your job to make me feel good about myself. The only thing I want is to wait until the next weekend to go on that date,” I said and pecked his lips as he started taking off his clothes. Once again I took myself in biting my lower lip at the sight of his trained and muscular torso and tried to distract myself by taking off my jeans as well and then crawling down under the covers.

“As you wish, love,” he smiled cheeky back at my staring eyes and I started blushing. “Next Saturday then?”

I thought about it for a few seconds before nodding. “Deal,” I nodded suddenly feeling incredibly exciting and nervous at the same time thinking about confirming our relationship to the public.


That night we didn’t do anything but cuddling in each other’s warm embrace, not because I didn’t want to have you know… sex with him, but I knew that my body wasn’t completely ready for a work out like that. Trust me, the only thing stopping me from raping his Irish ass was the slight pain that still every once in a while came through my ribs.


When I woke up the next morning I didn’t feel the same pair of arms around me as I fell asleep to. Instead the bed was completely empty.

I looked at my watch to check if it was already three, he really could’ve woken me up and said goodbye before he left, I thought.
But no, it was only nine o’clock in the morning, which was a bit weird, so I decided to get up and find out what he was doing. I found one of his big shirts and put it on since I this way wouldn’t have to wear anything else because it reached all the way down my thigh.


“Niall?” I called out as I walked out of the bed room.

“In here,” his voice sounded from the kitchen.

“Okay, you better have a really good excuse for not be cuddling with me when I wake up…” I began as I walked in there but the smell of something burned hit my nose and made me stop talking.


And there was Niall. Standing at the stove. Where the smoke and burned smell came from. In nothing but a pair of jeans looking so fucking hot it made my knees go weak.


“What are you doing?” I asked with a smile forming on my face.

“Making pancakes,” he said not letting his eyes off the pan probably trying to concentrate about saving the poor black piece of batter on it.

“And how is it going?” I smirked before coughing teasingly as I moved closer to him.

“It’s going absolutely fantastic, so maybe you should just wait for me inside the bedroom, then I’ll be ready in a minute,” he said and lightly pushed me away.

“Okay okay, I’ll do that,” I said and turned around still smiling widely at his cute attempt to cook something. “And you’ll give me a good morning kiss then, right?” I quickly added and he nodded with a wide smile.


But it turned out he actually managed to finish a small pile of pancakes about twenty minutes later, when he walked in holding a tray in his hands. I’d spent some time brushing teeth and fixing my hair that always looked completely terrible in the morning, so now it was controlled by a black hairband in a tall bun.


“Look at you,” I said smiling once again. “Such a charmer.”

“I try,” he said with a proud expression on his face. “Look they’re all almost the same color.” He sat down the tray on the bed next to me and I immediately put my hands on each of his cheeks and kissed his lips, since the look of him serving me breakfast half naked was beginning to be too much for me.

“Good morning,” I said when we pulled away from each other. He just smiled and started handing me some of the pancakes.

“Want to watch a movie?” he asked and went over to the television to turn it on.

“Sure,” I said. “Which one?”

“Uhm… I don’t know,” he began while searching through a big box of DVD’s. “What do you like?”

“Oh no, I have a terrible taste in movies,” I quickly objected. “Let’s watch one of your choice. Just as long it’s not a horror one!”

“Well. I like… this one,” he said and pulled out one that said Public Enemies.

“Oh I’ve heard of that!” I replied.

“Really?” he asked.

“Yeah, it’s one of Aida’s favorites, never watched it though. Let’s do it.” I took a bit of the breakfast as he put it on and came back in the bed right next to me. He had some as well and we ended up feeding each other the food and throwing it around instead of eating it properly and watching the movie.


“Niall stop!” I squealed as he started tickling me. Unfortunately he was now one more of the many people in the world who knew that I was insanely ticklish and would therefor scream every single time someone poked me in my side. And this was no exception.
I screamed at the top of my lungs, and even though Niall didn’t tickle me very violently, because of my slightly sore ribs, he somehow managed to keep me locked down with one incredibly strong arm while letting the other one poking around until he found the most sensitive spots. And there was nothing I could do to stop him.


But suddenly his touches started to change a bit. The pokes lasted longer and longer until they became touches that brushed all over my body. I looked up at him to see what he was thinking.

His lips just crashed to mine and I felt his grip around my waist loosen a bit as that hand also began moving up and down my body. They caressed my bare thighs as he moved the rest of his body down between them. His hands then travelled up underneath his own jumper and after only a few seconds of massaging my breasts he pulled it off me, so that I was now looking up at him wearing nothing but a pair of panties.

We exchanged kisses that were now becoming deeper and I slid my tongue inside his mouth while wrapping my legs around his waist to pull him down closer to me. He started to move his lower body around pressing it against mine causing shivers and moans racing through me. I felt his bulge grow and press harder and harder against me making the feelings that I’d felt since our brief make out session yesterday become deeper as well. I felt my fingers bump up and down as they travelled across the muscles on his trained and strong back that was moving around on top of me.

He started to let one hand down to the waist of my panties and I immediately grabbed it to stop it.


“Niall, no… I’m not ready. Physically,” I smiled lightly in order not to make it seem like I didn’t want to – cause I really did. More than anything.

But my objection didn’t seem to have any effect on him as he continued down to caress me underneath the fabric. I moaned loudly having trouble resisting him when he sent such waves of pleasure through my body.


“Not sex,” he just said looking up at me with a pair of hungry eyes as he placed a couple of soft kisses down my stomach. I knew exactly what he wanted to do, but yet again I wasn’t sure about that either.

“Niall…” I began but he interrupted me by mumbling:

“Oh shut up.”

Notes

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