That Special Somewhere - Valentines Day With Niall

One Shot for Valentines' Day! This is with Niall! (Hence the title.) Hope you enjoy! Please like, favorite, and comment! It'd mean SO much!

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1. Part One

"Where are we going?!" I asked. Niall had me blind-folded and was driving me to 'a special somewhere'. But I don't know where that 'special somewhere' is. 

"We're going to a special somewhere!" he replied.

"Ugh, you're so stubborn." I pouted.

"You're the stubborn one!" he laughed.

I growled at him, playfully, indicating I wasn't in the mood for his comebacks. He laughed yet again.

I felt a hand on my knee and smiled. I picked his hand up, my fingers slipping in-between his. His thumb rubbed the back of my hand, a habit that I had gotten used to. He knew it comforted me.

"You're still not gonna tell me, are you?" I asked, batting my eyelashes. Then I remembered my dilemma. Blindfolds. So instead, I pouted out my lip, hoping he would look at me. I heard a deep, low laugh, indicating he had seen me.

"We have just a few more minutes! Can you wait till then?" he asked.

NoI thought to myself. I'll just take my blindfold off of one eye and peek out the window.

As if reading my thoughts, Niall said, "And no peeking."

"Fine."

"Good girl," he hummed lightly. 

Almost 5 minutes later, I felt the car stop and the ignition turn off. Niall's car door was opened and closed. Then my door was pulled opened, with strong arms dragging me out. He began to walk with me in his arms, bridal style.

"Okay, Niall, since we're at this 'special somewhere', can I please take my blindfold off?"

"No."

"Why not?!" I whined.

He put me down and took the cloth off of my eyes.

"Just kidding." he winked with those baby blue eyes. Those baby blue eyes that had me swooning from the day I laid eyes on them.

His face was merely centimeters from mine, definitely in kissing range. My eyes trailed down to his full, pink lips. Before I knew it, his lips lightly pressed against mine. They were warm, soft, and wet (due to his tongue running across a few minutes earlier). My lips upturned into a smile, his doing the same. He pulled back and stared deep into my eyes.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, not daring to take his eyes off my face.

I blushed and whispered back, "I'm not anywhere near as beautiful as you." Even though we've been dating for practically 2 years, he still gives me butterflies. (Well, they feel more like giant elephants.) 

"You don't know you're beautiful." I laughed at him quoting his own song. "And that's exactly what I'm here for, baby. To remind you that you are." 

Is it possible for one person to be so perfect, and not even try? Because Niall Horan is exactly that person. And Niall Horan just so happens to be my boyfriend. Therefore, I am the luckiest person in the universe. 

"Alright, now let's go to this special somewhere, because someone wouldn't shut up about it on the ride here." he grabbed my hand and pulled me along with him.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I answered, playfully punching his arm.

We're in a park, I think, with a few trees scattered here and there. It was kind of hard to tell because it was dark and there were barely any lights. Finally, we came upon a sweet little table with 2 candles in the middle. The tablecloth was red and white checkered. 

"Niall! Is this the 'special somewhere'?" 

"Yeah. You don't like it?"

"No!" I started. I turned to him and saw his cute smile turn into a frown. His head dropped, along with my hand from his. "No, Niall-" I grabbed his shoulders, turning him towards me. I put my hands on his face, making him look at me. "I don't like it Niall." He tried to turn away but I wouldn't let him. "I love it." His smile reappeared. 

"You had me scared. I worked so hard on this, trying to get it just right for my princess!"

"Thanks for doing this for me. This is exactly why you're the best boyfriend in the world." 

He gave my lips a peck before walking over to 1 of the chairs and pulling it out. I walked over and sat down. He sat down on his chair, reaching across the table for my hand. Soon, Louis came out from behind a tree (was he there the entire time?) holding a menu and a notepad.

"Ello! I'm your waiter for the evening. My name is Louis." he said

"Louis, I already know who yo-" 

"Just go along with it!" he snapped. 

*An Hour Later*

After we ate our dinner, chicken parmesan, Niall stood up, and took my hand in his. 

"Dance with me?" he asked.

I laughed and stood up. We danced for a few minutes to music coming from the park speakers. It was really romantic with my head rested on his shoulder.

We walked back to our table and I sat down in my chair. But Niall didn't. He got down on one knee.

I gasped. 

"(Y/N), I've known you for 2 years of my life. And those 2 years have been the best 2 years of my life. I always wondered what my future wife would be like. I used to wish that she was kind, sweet, caring, and would always know what to say. Now, looking back on all the times I've spent getting to know you, I realize that all those characteristics underestimate you. You're more than I could've ever wished for. You brighten up my day. I don't want money or fame or cars, I don't want any of that. The only thing I want is you. So, will you do the honor of becoming Mrs. Horan?" He pulled out a little blue box, opening it to reveal a diamond ring.

I didn't even think of what to say next, it just came out.

"YES, YES, YES!" I screamed, jumping into his arms. He fell backwards with me on top of him. I kissed him passionately, my arms wrapped around his neck, my hands playing with his hair.

"Wow! Where did that come from? he asked.

"I don't know," I laughed.

He laughed back and whispered in his soft, comforting voice, "I love you, Mrs. Horan."

"I love you too, Mr. Horan." I whispered back.

 

 

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