Meet Me In America

Time to leave England...with One Direction? Since becoming their photographer I have been arrested, kidnapped, and I fell in love. So what will happen when we tour the great ol' United States of America? Let's just say, it's not what you expect. All I know is that I'm going to get down and dirty with the stars and stripes. So, Mr. Horan will we meet again in America because I'm only saying two words to that restraining order. Screw it.

{Sequel to Meet Me In Battersea Park}


4. Snow Angels With A Touch Of Niall

The taxi pulled along the curb outside Central Park. Niall's hand would not let go of mine and I didn't want it too. This was the first type of contact we had in over a week. 

We got out of the car and continued on the path of the park. I loved having disguises because with Niall's arm around my waist, we just looked like a normal happy couple. It was exciting, trying to hide who you actually were; just knowing that with the falling of Niall's hood, would cause girl's to scream and then everything will be ruined. 

It was a nice day, though. Snow still lay on the what used to be green lawn. The little lakes were frozen over and people just seemed to enjoy themselves. Street vendors were selling food and we stopped to get warm pretzels, then sat on one of the brown benches.

I took my camera out and started to take pictures as Niall fed me pieces of pretzel. "Are you excited?" I asked him. 

"For?" He smiled at me as he placed another part of pretzel in my mouth. 

"Concert?" I said over the pretzel. "Madison Square Garden?" 

"Oh yea, it's going to be a lot of fun." He looked from me to his hands.


"I hate having to do this," he started. "I hate having to hide our relationship."

"I know. I do too, but--."

"Sometimes I still wish you chose that prison cell," he said. 

"Niall, I couldn't do that. If I would've we wouldn't be here right now. I did this for you...for us. Yea we have more secrets now and everything is more private, but I rather it be that way with you then visiting you in prison. You know what I mean?" 

I place my hand on the side of his face, and he kissed the inner side of my palm. "I'm starting too," he said. "Which reminds me, you look a little warm."

"What are--." I didn't get to finish because Niall dropped a handful of snow on the top of my head. "Ni--." I stopped myself, I couldn't yell his name. That would ruin everything. 

"What were you going to say?" He teased me as he stood up from the bench and bent down to grab more snow. 

"You are so going to get it," I said as I followed him onto the snow covered lawn and reached for a handful of white snow. It was cold in my hand and I wish I had remembered gloves. 

"Get what?" He threw the snowball and I ducked out of the way. 

"Good try, leprechaun," I said as I threw my snowball and it landed on his upper chest, some parts sliding down and under his shirt. 

"Shit, that's cold," he exclaimed as he tried to get the snow out of his shirt. As he was to occupied on his shirt I walked up to him and tackled him down in the snow. "Agghh!" 

I was laughing too hard as I stood up and Niall looked up at me with revenge in his eyes. I backed up from him with a smile still on my lips, then it was like he didn't care. Niall not caring! He switched his tactics and started to move his arms up and down.

"Are you making a snow angel?" I asked him through my laughing. 

"Only the best snow angel ever!" 

I watched him make the best snow angel ever, but I couldn't help but see how his shirt moving upwards as he moved his arms. I could just see the contours in his skin and all I wanted to do was allow my fingertips to glide do--.

"What are you thinking?" He asked me and I shook my head clear of my thoughts. 

"N-Nothing," I said as I looked into his eyes. He was trying to get up and I held my hand out for him. Worst idea ever. 

He took hold of my hand and pulled me down with him. My back hit the cold surface and he leaned over top of me. 

"You were thinking about something," he smirked down at me. "Was it this?" He smoothed his fingers over my jaw and down to my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "Or was it this?" He lightly brushed his lips against mine, but not really touching. I could smell the mint and musky smell of his cologne, I could feel his callused fingertips, that he used to play guitar, touch my warm skin. 

This was unbearable. This was torture. 

"You have no idea how much I want you," he whispered. 

Then we were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. We both looked up at the big figure standing above us. 

"Hiya Eric," said Niall. 

"I must remind you--," he started. 

"Eric we know," I said. "It won't happen again." I smiled up at him as Niall helped me get to my feet. "We'll be professional from now on." I brushed the snow off my camera. 

So we were 'professional'. I took pictures of the park and of Niall. We ended up walking throughout the whole park and stopped at The Pond. Traffic was crazy and then we saw an taxi pulling up outside a building. 

"Is that the lads?" Niall asked. 

I looked and there were four boys getting out of a taxi. They were in disguises, but we could tell that it was them. Who must have been Louis was jumping up and down, and then took hold of of probably Harry and ran inside a building. 

"Where are they going?" Niall asked. 

"FAO Schwarz," I said. 


"The biggest toy store in New York," I looked at Niall and we smiled. "Wanna go crash a toy store?" 

"I thought you would never ask," he said as he took hold of my hand and we ran across the pedestrian crossing. 

We were going to get in so much trouble. 

Sorry this chapter was kinda short! How you liking New York so far? I have a question for you guys! Where do you want them to go next? After spending the week in the Big Apple they'll be heading somewhere next! Please make it realistic, like we aren't going to California, well not yet anyway :) 

Post your favorite place below! 

Please comment, favorite, and like!! 

Thanks again for reading!! Much love, Morgan .xx

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