You & I (Sequel to What A Feeling)

Becca gets ready for work while Niall takes a call. He returns to the room, a nervous look on his face.
“What’s up, Irish?”
Niall leans against the wall. “They want me to perform my song at the AMAs.”
Becca smiles, rushing across the room to him. “Niall, that’s amazing.”
“I’m a bit nervous. I mean I’m getting better at this performing by myself thing, but...this is a big show.”
Becca wraps her arms around his waist. “Do you remember when you encouraged me to do that televised reporting for the Warriors?”“Of course, Darling; You were incredible.”
“That’s because you supported me and believed in me. And you know what, Horan? I believe in you. You can do this.” She gets on her tiptoes to kiss him. “You’ll be amazing, Niall.”
“Thanks, Babe.”
Becca runs her fingers through his hair. “Are you going to color your hair?”
“Nah, it’s becoming a pain in the arse.”
Becca grins. “Good, I like it dark.”
“Ya do, do ya?”
“Yep. It’s like being with a different man.”
“Hey!” Niall protests.
Becca laughs.
“I love you, B.”
“I love you too, Niall. And I’m very proud of you.”
He leans in for a kiss, “Maybe you can be late for work?”
“Mmm, I wish, but not if I want to ask for Sunday off for the AMAs. That is if you want me to be your date?”
Niall pretends to think about it. “Well…”
Becca grabs her bag, turning to leave the room.
Niall grabs her arm, pulling her back to him. He tells her in a quiet, raspy voice, “Of course I want you to be my date. You know you’re my only girl. I can’t do this without you there, B.”

Becca somehow manages to write a couple articles this morning, even though she’s nervous about asking her boss for Sunday off.
“Becca?”
She looks up, startled. “Kara. Is it lunch time already?”
“Sure is. Are you too busy for lunch?”
“No, I’m just nervous about asking my boss for Sunday off.”
“Oh yeah, Niall called Adam. That’s so great.”
Becca grins. “It’s so amazing for Niall. I’m so proud of him.”
“But?” Kara asks.
“I’m afraid my boss will give me a hard time, but I have to be there. Niall said he can’t do it without me. Kara, I can’t let him down.”
“Then don’t. If your boss says no, tell him you quit.”
“Kara, it’s not that easy. My old boss at Sky Sports was so much easier to deal with.”
“Yeah, too bad Niall had to be a stupid guy or you’d still have that job, and we’d all still be in London.” Kara says.
Standing up to face her friend, Becca asks, “Do you miss London, Kara?”
She nods. “I do.”
“I do too sometimes.” Becca confesses.
“Better go talk to your boss.” Kara pushes.
“Wait for me?” Becca asks.
“Sure.”
Becca knocks on her boss’ door.
“Come in.”
“I just had a quick question, sir.”
Not even looking up at her, he asks, “What is it?”
“I need this coming Sunday off. I’ll work extra days next week, it’s just that Sunday is very important.”
He looks up. “You’ve been asking for a lot of time off lately.”
“Sir, I always…”
“It’s fine. On your way out can you ask Barbie to come in here?”
“Yes, sir. Thank you.” Becca says, before stepping outside his office. She blows out an exasperated breath before heading to Barbie’s desk. “The boss would like to see you.”
Barbie smirks. “I’m guessing I have to pick up your slack again. You know, I seem to remember you telling me how important your career is to you. You sure don’t act like it.” As she walks past Becca she purposely bumps into her.
Just as Becca turns to go after her, Kara is in her ear. “She’s not worth it, let’s go.”

Over lunch, Becca tells Kara everything.
“Well, at least you get Sunday off to support Niall.” Kara says.
“Yeah. I just have this bad feeling about Barbie.”
“She’s just trying to aggravate you because she knows damn well that she’s no where near as good as you are.”
“Kara, do you think I give my career enough time?”
“Where’s this coming from?”
“Barbie said I don’t act like my career is important to me.”
“Oh, we’re listening to her now?” Kara rolls her eyes.
“You know what? I’m going to just forget about all of that right now. I need to focus on supporting Niall this week.”
“And the wedding?” Kara asks, hinting at something.
“I think we have everything. The venue is set, food is decided, I have my dress, and invitations go out next week.”
“Aren’t you forgetting something? I thought that’s why you invited me to lunch.” Kara sighs.
Becca tries to hide her smirk. “Hmm? I don’t think so, Niall is handling the honeymoon. Oh, you’re right, I need to figure out our lodging in Ireland.”
“Becca.” Kara says, frustrated.
She laughs. “Okay, I’ll stop torturing you. Will you please do me the honor of being my Maid of Honor, you big dork?”
Kara feigns tears. “That was so freaking sweet, I think I’m gonna cry.”
Becca shakes her head. “Well? Will you?”
“Of course I will. I mean I have to, no one else would be able to put up with you.”
“Aww, thanks. You know I love you, right?” Becca smiles.
“Yes, I do. And I love you, Dork.”
They share a hug before Becca heads back to work. “Wish me luck.”

The day before the AMAs, Becca attends Niall’s final rehearsal with him. She watches from the seats, standing up and clapping when he’s done. She doesn’t even care about the strange looks people give her.
When Niall comes around to meet her he gives her a big hug. “You’re crazy, you know that don’t ya?”
She looks in his eyes, a big grin on her face. “You’d have done the same for me, wouldn’t you?”
“I would.” He smiles. “Was it alright?”
“Irish, it was so much better than alright. You were amazing.”
He leans down for a long kiss. “I love you, B. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“I love you too.”
Niall whispers in her ear. “How about I take you back to the hotel? I have a bit of nervous energy to burn off.”
“Anything I can do to help you, Irish.” Becca winks.

The next night, Becca walks her first big red carpet with Niall. All the flashes are kind of overwhelming. Niall tries to pull her with him when he talks with reporters, instead she stays in the background, allowing him the spotlight.
She sits with some of Niall’s friends in the audience, nervously awaiting his performance. When they announce Niall and the lights hit him she feels an incredible feeling of pride. Since she’s been with him, he and the guys have been on hiatus. It’s exciting seeing him perform for so many people. He looks so handsome and he sounds so good.
Becca catches Niall looking at her several times. She gives him reassuring, prideful smiles.
At the conclusion of his performance, no one in that venue screams louder than she does. Not normally a very emotional person, Becca has tears in her eyes. Tears of happiness, pride, and love. I can’t believe he loves me. I can’t believe I get to be his wife.
Later, when Niall makes it out to the seat beside her, she gives him a passionate kiss, not realizing at the time that it is captured on camera.
“Irish, you were perfect. I’m so proud of you.”
Niall takes her hand. “Thank you, Babe. I love you.”
“I love you too, Niall.”
Whispering in her ear, he adds, “I’m so glad you’re here, B.”
She squeezes his hand. “Me too.”

When the show is over, before they head to an afterparty, Niall pulls her aside.
“B, I need you to know how much it means to me to share tonight with you. It was so incredible to look out tonight and see your beautiful face. You looked so proud of me.”
She smiles, leaning in closer to him. “That’s because I am proud of you, incredibly proud. It means everything to me that you wanted me here. I love you.”
Niall moves in for a kiss. “And I love you, B.”

At the afterparty, Becca’s heart soars each time Niall introduces her as ‘my girl’, then proceeds to gush to the person about what an amazing sports reporter she is.
They don’t stay long at the party, both clearly wanting to be alone together.
As soon as they enter the hotel room, Niall pushes Becca against the closed door. “Do you have any idea how badly I want you?”
She bites her lip. “I might.” She replies, referencing her own want.
Niall fumbles with the zipper on her dress, his mind clearly already several steps ahead.
Becca takes his hand. “I got it.”
He watches in awe as her dress falls to the floor. “Stunning, absolutely stunning.” His lips are on hers. His tongue moving between her open lips, to find hers. Reaching down he grabs the back of her thighs, lifting her to him, carrying her to the bed.
On the bed, she finishes undressing then watches Niall as he does the same.
He lays beside her on the bed and her eyes take the trip up and down his body. “Niall, do you have any idea how incredible your body is?”
He swallows hard, then in a deep, sexy, raspy voice asks, “Why don’t you show me just how much you like my body?”
Good God, is it possible for my ovaries to spontaneously explode? Becca grins as she straddles Niall. “Well, I love your eyes.” She leans down, her bare chest touching his as she kisses each eyelid.
“Cute.” He says, tickling her waist.
“I really, really enjoy your mouth.” She winks, taking his top lip between hers before moving back in for his bottom lip. Her teeth grazing it as she pulls back. “Mmm, and your neck.” She nibbles at it as she moves down to his chest. “Your chest is so sexy, so manly.” She can hear Niall’s breathing speed up as she kisses his chest.
Becca grins. “Aww, your cute tummy.” She tickles him.
“Hey!” He cackles.
She laughs. “I couldn’t resist.”
Sliding further down his body, she says, “Mmm, my favorite part.”
Niall sucks in a breath as she touches him. “That’s it, I can’t wait any longer.” He flips them over and his mouth is on hers, aggressive and hungry. Looking in her eyes, he asks, “Are you ready?”
She bites her lip. “Yes...please.”
Niall enters her, his movements slow and steady at first, bringing both of them to a frenzied state.
Becca digs her fingernails into his back, fueling Niall to move faster until they both go over the edge, crying out the other’s name.

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