For a brief moment he was still looking in to my eyes and I cupped his face in my hands showing through my gaze how much I wanted him.

At that second, while still holding on to my eyes, he thrust himself inside me.

The endless amount of energy that I had felt building up for so long, since I’d met Niall almost four months ago now exploded like fireworks inside me and I let out a loud moan of both pleasure and relief. He kept his eyes on mine at first watching what his actions were doing to me, but then crashed his lips down on mine groaning.

I bored my fingers in to his back not knowing how else to cope with the amount of feelings that went through me at that moment. It wasn’t only the physical pleasure and joy, but also the mental.

There were no one else I would rather be doing this with than Niall. He was so fantastic a person that I’d been the luckiest girl in the world to meet and now he and I were entwined with each other more than ever, becoming one, becoming whole. This was such an intimate moment for us, we were finally exposing ourselves completely to one another, feeling relieved but also nervous. Because this would mean so much more to me than all the other times I had caught me in acts like this before, but with Niall it was completely different. I wanted it to be so perfect, I wanted him to think it was perfect, he meant the world to me.

His thrusts inside me hit my g-spot over and over again. He was quite big, I thought, noticing a slight poke of light pain every once in a while. He suddenly pulled away again looking in to my eyes breathing heavily as he took my arms around his back one at the time and pinched them down on the bed on each side of my head and holding them in place as he kept moving in and out of me rapidly.

He moved back down towards me but this time his lips hit my jawline and started to trace lines of kisses up and down my neck and hiding his face in the crook of it letting out a moan and the warmth of his breath against my ear sent even more shivers down my body.
I closed my eyes trying to capture each feel of his touch on me, what he did was driving me absolutely insane as I already started to feel my climax building up.

He noticed my enhancing noises and turned us over, so that I was now on top and the one to set the pace. I slowed it down a bit wanting this to last as long as possible and the sparkle in his eyes told me that he felt the exact same way. I sat up straight looking down at him to see that this was making him going out of his mind as he bit down on his lower while letting his hands travel up and down my upper body.


When he’d had enough of my slow and teasing movements he turned us over again so that he could thrust himself in me harder and faster than with me on top. The second he started doing that I was surprised to feel the tensions already building up again, but I tried to keep it away desperately not wanting this to stop.


None of us lasted for more than about twenty minutes more when he released himself inside me with a few last thrusts and then the unthinkable happened; I hit my climax as well. I came.

Something that had never happened to me during sex before, but only during foreplay. And it happened before I got to think about it, suddenly the energy in me just became way too much and I grabbed on to the sheets as my entire body tensed up.


I didn’t think Niall had any idea how special and crazy it was to me to feel him doing this to me. The feeling of him inside me somehow hitting the exact right spot it took to push me over the edge was mindblowing.

He fell down on top of me and we were both breathing heavily against each other’s chests and sweating at the friction between our skins. I don’t know for how long we were lying there, only that my body was still shaking slightly when he lay down next to me and kissed my lips softly for a long time, though it felt like his kiss flew by in the matter of a second or two. He then pulled back and brushed some of my messy hair away from my face.

“You’re so beautiful” he said in the most soft and tender voice that I’d ever heard him use.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “About everything.” It was the first thing that came to my mind.


His face didn’t change as he pulled me in for a hug, holding me tightly against his chest where I could still hear his heart beat hardly. After a while of having enjoyed this with my eyes closed I heard him say:

“I never liked that Eric anyway.”


I looked up at him with surprise to see that he was slightly smirking down at me which made me smile widely as well. That was one of the times where I loved most the fact that he didn’t take so many things too seriously.

“He isn’t so bad,” I said. “Just all part of his very active dating routine.”

“So,” he began. “We still have that date tomorrow night then?”

I nodded smiling at him even though I on the inside was going out of my mind of nervousness, since I got to think about that I hadn’t found a dress to wear yet. I’d have to do that tomorrow afternoon after work. But I would definitely need some help with that and I knew that Aida and Em wouldn’t get off until around five o’clock, I couldn’t wait that long!

I found my phone in the pocket of my jeans on the floor.


“Who are you calling?” Niall asked, but I didn’t have to answer cause the next second I said:

“Eleanor, hi!” as she’d picked up when I’d called her.

“Hi Maja!” she said. “What’s up?”

“Uhm… I was thinking, I need a dress. For tomorrow night. And… could you maybe help me with that? I’m just a terrible mess at stuff like that,” I told her secretly crossing my fingers hopefully.

“Yeah sure!” she said to my huge relief. “You get off at three, right? Then I’ll just meet you at the bagel shop then.”

“Really? Oh God, Eleanor, you would save my life!” I smiled through the phone.

“Of course! I know how it feels to be desperate in need of a friends’ support. So I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“Yeah, looking forward. And thanks again!”

“Bye sweetie.”


“So… she would save your life to be exact?” Niall teased me when I’d hung up.

“All right, then almost,” I said which made him laugh mumbling:

“You girls are crazy…”



He and I fell asleep in each other’s arms without putting any clothes on at all and it felt amazing to be lying there with him feeling each other’s acceptance and respect of our exposed bodies and minds. I slept better that night than I’d ever done before.


Around 7 o’clock we were woken up by Niall’s loud phone alarm. I had to be at work at 8 o’clock and he had to be at the studio at the same time. We were both eating our breakfast in almost complete silence, guess he was like me when it came to early mornings, where I was always quiet and way too tired to show any sign of happiness.


“Sure you don’t want that lift?” he asked me as I was putting my bordeaux colored slightly fluffy jacket back on at the door about half an hour later.

“Yes, of course!” I said cupping his face in my hands. “Tell the boys I said hi.”

We kissed for quite a long time, probably both remembering the special and intimate moment we’d had the night before and we wanted that memory to stand clearly in our minds for as long as possible.

“See you tonight,” he said smiling at me as I walked down the stairs.



The crisp morning autumn air and the beautiful colors around me brightened my morning mood up and as I couldn’t stop thinking about how amazingly lucky I had been for the past couple of months; I had met Niall and all the other great people, moved to London and therefor being able to actually create an everyday that involved all of them, I had a job that I didn’t hate, I was living with the two most great girls in the world and I was playing a concert tonight presenting my absolute greatest love of my life, music.


And well yes. I also had about twenty screaming girls catching up on me from behind on the sidewalk, so I stopped for a few minutes to take photos with them, but then I had to run all the way to the tube to get to work on time.


Heavily breathing and sweating I found myself in the staff room putting on the brown t-shirt and get ready for another day at Aunt Betty.




At around half past two in the afternoon a well-known face came through the glass door.

“Eleanor! Well, you’re a bit early,” I smiled and kissed her cheek over the counter.

“Yeah, I decided to get some lunch before our shopping and I might as well get it here, where the food is so fresh and delicious,” she explained.

“Oh, I see. So what can I get for you then?” I asked.

“Just something with chicken. And no onion,” she said and sat down at the nearest small table in the café. I made her one with some spiced cream cheese, avocados and tomato and from her reaction I assumed that is was a good one.



During her lunch there were several people coming up to her wanting a picture and she had to stop her eating every two minutes in order not to look too dirty on them.


“God, there’s a lot of people in here recognizing me,” she sighed after the tenth time she’d had to put down her beloved whole wheat bagel.

“Yeah, the amount of costumers in that age range has enhanced quite heavily, since they found out about this little love bird,” Nathalie suddenly said pointing at me teasingly.

“I can imagine,” Eleanor said with a stuffed mouth. “It’s not too hard, is it?”

“No, I can’t complain about the extra profit that we get now,” she said which made me smile. I had given it a lot of thought, this whole thing about the huge amount of girls coming in and interrupting me at work, but the name Aunt Betty had become much more discussed and almost famous around the city of London because of the many headlines and front pages on several newspapers every week. I’d been afraid that it might bother anyone’s nerves working together with a rather known person like me now, but luckily both Nathalie and Betty had been so understanding, knowing that I really needed the job to be able to pay for an apartment and bills, especially now after having spent almost three weeks away from it and therefore not making any money. If it hadn’t been for the big saving that I’d built up through the past couple of years, I wouldn’t have been able to pay the rent this month at all.



At exactly five minutes past three Eleanor and I walked out of the bagel shop heading towards some of the shops that were luckily located quite close on both Tottenham Court Road and Oxford Street.


“So…” she began as we entered the first one. “A fancy date with Niall? He didn’t say which place, did he?”

“No, just some place in Notting Hill,” I said hoping that my lousy answer would make the job a bit easier for her.

“Oh, it’s probably The Ledbury,” she immediately said. “Yeah, the boys just love that place, Louis always takes me there when he gets to pick. It’s really nice. But quite fancy as well.”

“Yes, he told me that. So I guess… I need a fancy dress then?” I said.

“Indeed. Let’s go to another store then, this is a bit too casual,” she said and I followed her outside again not having any idea what she had in mind.



About half an hour later we found ourselves in a very nice shop with some very eager clerks finding dress after dress for me while I was trying out everyone single one that Eleanor approved.


“Not this one,” I said when I’d gotten on a much accessorized dress on. “I mean, I like it casual still, you know. And simple.”

“No that doesn’t work on you either, it’ll look a bit overdressed even at that restaurant,” she admitted.


I’d forgotten how exhausting shopping can be; taking clothes on and off over and over again, having to choose between endless beautiful pieces and ending up paying much more money than you were expecting in your wildest dreams.

As I was trying out so many ones in the dressing room Eleanor and I had some lovely chat.


“So have you and Louis been thinking about the wedding yet?” I asked as I glanced at my reflection in the big mirror discovering that I looked absolutely horrible. “God, just as long as you don’t wear this I think you’d be fine,” I quickly added before she got to answer and now she just laughed at me.

“Yeah, I don’t think anyone would look good in that one,” she smiled. “But no, not yet, he’s still extremely busy recording but soon we’ll have some more time together to plan it all. We have decided a few things though.”

“Really? Like what?” I asked curiously pulling the dress over my head and reaching out for a black one that looked a bit weird as well, I was starting to feel a bit depressed by nothing fitting me properly.

“Like, I want bridesmaids. What do you say?” she said and I opened my eyes widely in surprise.

“Me?” I asked.

“Yeah, you, Aida, Em and Perrie. I just think you all look so beautiful in your own different way and it would mean a lot to me to have you standing up there with me and be part of it all,” she said smiling her kind smile that seemed to have a bit of the same effect on me as Niall’s voice had.

“Really? I would be honored!” I exclaimed hugging her tightly not considering the fact that I was standing in only my bra and underwear.

“Thank you so much,” she said as we pulled away. “I’m going to get a wedding planner though, I don’t think I could stand the pressure and stress if I had to plan it all by myself.”

I nodded agreeing. “God, I’m looking forward already! I’m so happy for you guys.”

“Yeah, me…” she began but immediately stopped when her eyes fell upon the weird black dress now fitting snuggly around my body. “You look… so… beautiful,” she gushed.

Even I couldn’t help but nod. “I… actually do.” That was the first time I’d ever remembered looking into a mirror and finding what I saw a pleasure to look at.


The dress was so simple; all black, no change in the color or the fabric, it was just coming up the chest almost all the way to neck, with thin straps and wasted quite high. What came after the waist was the most remarkable thing about it, which was also the thing that had made me find it looking weird as it was just hanging on the hanger a few seconds ago. It was coming out slightly, just a little puffy and going all the way down to my knees and if it hadn’t been for the tight waist I would’ve looked like a balloon, but this way I only looked simple and elegant, for once. I was suddenly not feeling the need to panic every minute because of the nerves about whether I would look good enough or not.


“This is it,” I said. “No matter what price it is, I need to owe this. Thank God for savings.”

“What about accessories?” Eleanor asked. “I’m thinking, maybe some silver, but mostly antic and big ones. Do you have any of that at home?”

“Yeah, quite a lot actually,” I admitted remembering the bracelets and rings that were filling out almost an entire drawer at the chest in my room.

“Good. What about shoes?” she asked.

“I have some Christian Louboutin pumps, a pair in black and some nude colored ones,” I suggested and she looked at me like she was trying to imagine them on me. “Do you have any with an open toe? Or maybe a sandal-kind-of stiletto?”


I thought about her request for a few seconds and found that I would have to disappoint her on this one as I shook my head, but knowing that what she’d suggested was going to be absolutely perfect.

“Manolo Blahnik is over at Old Church Street,” she then said. “I think a pair of those would be perfect. We can take my car.”

“Manolo Blahnik?!” I exclaimed. “Oh, I don’t want to spend that much on shoes, Eleanor, I would like to keep my savings for something important someday…”

“It won’t be that expensive,” she said smirking at me. I just looked back at her not understanding her behavior at all.

“What do you mean?” I then asked.

“You’ll see,” she said without changing her confident face expression. I was really confused but ended up keeping my mouth shut and just take off the dress carrying it to the counter.



We entered the fancy shoe store about twenty minutes later after a short ride in Eleanor’s little silver colored Mini Cooper.

“So have you been here a lot of times?” I asked.

“Eleanor darling!” a man’s voice yelled as soon as we stepped inside and I made a little jump from the sudden loud noise.

“I guess so,” I mumbled smiling as she kissed each of the cheeks of a man with a tight shirt, brown skin and slicked back hair.

“Tony,” she smiled.

“Such a beautiful costumer, don’t you think?” he said turning towards me and I nodded not feeling like I could ever keep up with his bright mood and outgoing person, especially not when I got a kiss on each cheek as well before I even got to smile politely.

“Tony, this is my friend, Maja. She’s the one we’re shopping for today,” she informed him.

“I see,” he said. “And what does this stunning friend of yours want then?”

“She needs some sandals in black probably. We have a dress for them to fit,” she said and grabbed the bag from my hand.

After a long smirk at me and the dress he proudly said: “Follow me, ladies.”



A bit further down the store he pulled some black suede crisscross sandals. “Size 5, right?”

I nodded surprised and impressed by his talent.

“Try these,” he said and I sat down obeying every order I was given, obviously not knowing what to do myself. “What’s the occasion?”

“Uhm… I have a date,” I said suddenly blushing saying the words out loud for the first time in my life.

“With her boyfriend, Niall Horan. He’s taking her out to The Ledbury,” Eleanor said.

“My little Niall?” Tony exclaimed. Jesus, this guy kept surprising me. “You’re his girlfriend?”

“Well…” I began as the blushing kept getting worse. “Yes.”

“You’re just as beautiful and cute as he is,” he said. “Well then I guess there will be a lot of photographers and pictures to be taken, right?”

“Oh, indeed,” Eleanor nodded open her eyes widely in exaggeration. I think I was figuring out what her plan was.

Notes

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