My Boyfriend: Niall Horan

Bella Apollo is 19 years old. Bella was an average girl, average face, average life. For the summer her and a few friends were living in a pent house in her uncle's hotel in New York City. The boys of One Direction had decided to come to America and explore New York City, to see what it's like to live in this cultural hub for the summer. Bella and 1D's paths cross unexpectly and she falls for a certain artificially blonde heartthrob but a struggle in the Apollo family tears at their relationship. Something else happens which challenges their relationship and Bella is nothing short form torn.

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40. I Know My Answer

Bella's POV

Niall and I spent every waking hour together, learning each other, he had to rediscover my body again feeling the curves as if it was the first time. We made love a few times. They boys weren't surprised when we go back together, they saw pictures of us that the press had taken.

One evening when I came back from training my feet were immensely sore and I just wanted to slump on the couch and do nothing. I saw Niall watching me walk up the path through the window. He ran to the door wan swung it open taking me into his arms, he pressed his face into my hair. It was in a bun, I mean no anymore it isn't. Now it is just the messy present of what used to be a bun.

The air was hot and sticky, like right before it rains. The clouds had darkened making it looked later in the evening than it really was.

"I wanna go somewhere Bella."

I pushed away from Niall, "I'm sweaty, tired, and I want to take the longest shower in the history of the world." I said poking his hard chest.

"Come on Bella." He said grabbing my shoulder twirling me out the door and shut it firmly behind him.

We drove, cameras flashing when we came to a stop, I had fallen asleep and a rough yet soft hand gently shook me awake. Cameras flashing through the car doors. We got out me dragging my feet, Niall broke out into a run and I had to gather myself and keep up the pace with him.

We lost them, paparazzi, turning a corner in the shadows. I peered over the corner, a café. We've been here a few times, it had become my favorite place in Australia besides Niall arms.

"Close your eyes."

"No, I want to get a donut, and some coffee to wake up these old ballerina bones."

"You're not old Bella, now close your eyes." Niall pleaded. I nodded and closed my eyes. Just to make Nialler happier I even took my hands and covered my eyes.

"Good girl." Niall said hot breath against my neck, making his sucking up and down along my neck more intense by the humid heat from the 'before rain' shock came in.

"Niall," I felt a rain drop glide down my skin, cool, taking some of the stickiness from the air away. Niall pulled away and now it was lightly raining. Enough to tolerate but if we stood out here any longer we would be soaked.

"Open your eyes."

I gasped, Niall smiled. Tears rolled down my cheeks, the happy kind of course and all I could do was hold down inaudible half choke half sob noises. Before his sweet lips even parted I already knew my answer.

"Bella I have to ask you a question."

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