Portugal or Ireland?

Actually there to study, Julia finds the love of her life in London. Mister Niall Horan, member of One Direction, one of the most famous boy-groups in the whole world!

But will the fans accept her? Will her mother accept her boyfriend?
What will it be?

Portugal.... Or Ireland?


14. Horan


Nialls’ birthday was great. I surprised him with a party and cooked a meal for us all. Now, three days later, we had September the 16th, Niall and I went to a restaurant just to celebrate the pregnancy.

  »Hello, my sweet sugar chocolate pie plus baby plus Niall.« Liam said and hugged me when we met in front of the restaurant.
  The restaurant we were going to was a fancy one, with romantic garden, delicate food and violene players. I ordered a salad first and Niall paid attention to what I ate. »Don’t eat so much spicy food.« He then said and put away the pepper. I rolled my eyes and kept talking to Danielle who sat next to me. »Since when is he like this?« She asked and giggled. I shrugged my shoulders. »He wants that I eat healthy food because of the baby. But when I’m hungry for spice or sweets or junk-food. I want to eat spice, sweets or junk-food!« I said angrily. I know, it was the start of the pregnancy, but I really knew that my food-mood would be harder for Niall than usual. I looked at my boyfriend who rolled his eyes and gave me the pepper back.

  After the dessert, I shared with Niall an ice-cream by making some eyes like a cute puppy, they all were drinking a glass of wine or beer, while I was still drinking my water. »Julie? Do you want to see the garden?« Niall asked and looked at me expecting my answer. I nodded.

  »It’s so romantic here!« I said honest and smiled. »The place there is the most beautiful, let’s take a look!« I pulled him with me to some flowers. »Wait, Julie. I don’t think that this is the most beautiful place. The most beautiful place is everywhere you are.« Niall started and looked in my eyes. »And I want to be everywhere you are, because just when you are in my near everything seems to be beautiful and perfect.« He knelt down on the ground and pulled out a jewelcase from his jacket. »Please, Julie. Become my wife, make me the happiest man in the world. Please, become Mrs. Horan.« He asked me, showing me a beautiful silver ring. His eyes sparkled like the stars in the sky and my tears tasted like salt. »Niall-« I whispered and helt my hand in his direction. »Of course! Yes! Yes!« He put the ring on my left ringfinger, stood up and I kissed him. I was going to be Mrs. Horan. 

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