Gone

Niall won a gigantic fluffy blue bear wearing a bow tie.
"For my girl," he grinned as he handed it to me.
I was his girl. I had never been anyone's 'girl' before.
"Thanks," I giggled, "I love it,"

The next few hours passed as though it had been minutes. I hadn't had this much fun in ages. I was pretty sure we had been on all the rides but neither of us wanted to leave just yet. My feet throbbed as we continued to wander around in circles, aimlessly searching for a new ride or attraction to occupy us. When we had arrived, there had been a small crowd, but now it was almost deserted.
"We should probably head off now," he sounded sad.

My stomach twisted itself into a tight knot as I realised the night had come to an end.
"Yeah..." I muttered, "thanks Niall, I had fun..."
"Me too," he said with a mirthless smile.
I loved the fact he wanted more time with me and the feeling was mutual. We made our way towards the gates slowly, doing our best to drag it out.

I could tell there was something on his mind as we hopped into the car. He fiddled with his car keys diffidently and accidentally dropped them near his feet. He leant over and felt around for them.
"You want a light?" I asked.

Niall's POV (Just because I can)

She was naturally beautiful. There was nothing fake about her. She wasn't even wearing any makeup apart from shimmery cherry lip gloss which I could smell faintly every time she got close to me. I didn't have to pretend around her. I could just be myself without her judging me or worrying about what she would think. This was only our second date but I felt as though I had known her forever.

Despite feeling comfortable around her, she had this weird effect on me. My words turned to gibberish and my brain to mush. The end of the night was always the worst for me. There was one question at the back of my mind that had been bugging me since day one. I wanted to ask her now but I wasn't sure if it was the right time. I mean it wasn't that big of a deal but I was serious about this girl and I wanted her to know that. I wanted her to know that she wasn't just some fling after a messy breakup. That she was someone I cared about. That she had me hooked.

I couldn't help feeling that there was more too her somehow, another level she was yet to show me. I knew she wasn't exactly the relationship type but hopefully I would change all that, for the better. She gazed at me as if she was waiting for something.
"Everything okay?" She asked.
"Yeah," I replied, "everything's sweet,"

And everything was sweet. At least it would be once I had DTR'd (Defined The Relationship). I mean, what if Kaia wanted 'nothing serious'? I just didn't think I could be cool with that. I liked her too much.

Notes

FINISHED!!!