My last days in Sweden went with packing a telling the few friends I had left that I’d be moving to England. No one could know about the fact that I moved in with Niall. I’d tell people that I’d be living in the apartment I’d borrowed from my second family over there, even though it would be one of the biggest lies I’d ever told.
I was packing suitcase after suitcase even though I had a lot of my stuff in England already.
“How much stuff do you need?”
“All of my camera equipment. I can’t just leave it here you know…”
“And what’s all this?”
Niall pointed to the empty suitcase which was for all my clothes and disguises. I wasn’t really the one to have a lot of it but I wanted it with me because I didn’t know when I would be back in Sweden.
“It’s for clothing and stuff…”
“Yeah you know… hats, wigs, make-up and such things.”
“Why would you need a wig?”
“Niall I’ve been a paparazzi since I was 15 years old and have had to hide it because I’ve been a celebrity stalker as well so what do you think I’ve needed it for?”
“Don’t worry. The world knows about it now but they still love me because I’m more the celebrity stalker than the paparazzi now. Besides Casper got me some photographer jobs instead of the other things. It’s going to be so much easier from now on.”
“I hope so.”
“It will. I promise.”
He helped me pack the rest of my stuff before he rested in my bed with a movie whilst I went out into the shower to get ready for the night. Tomorrow would be the day for me to say goodbye to my friends. I needed to tell them what was going on and it was time for me to lie for a very long time and not be spotted.
When I finished in the shower I went into my room only dressed in a towel around my body and a towel around my head. Niall instantly got up from the bed and moved to me fast.
“Not now baby.”
“Aww why not?”
“Because my parents are here.”
I smirked at him. The thought of my parents coming in while I was intimate with my boyfriend had always scared me and at the moment it did even more because my dad was in the room all the time. It was his way of trying to get me to stay in Sweden.
Niall had his hands under my towel and it was getting really intense to be honest with you. I don’t think he had ever turned me on like this before, but as I predicted and as something I was scared of my dad came into the room without even knocking and just walked in and stared at us.
“Dad! Haven’t you heard about knocking before?!”
We started yelling back and forth to each other in Swedish. I hated when he did this to me because he was always being so unfair. Niall stood in the back all confused and out of himself. He moved closer to me and pulled me back from my dad as he saw he moved closer to me. I guess it was even scarier because he didn’t understand a word we said.
Soon after it was all over and I was left in the room with Niall and felt the tears starting to press in my eyes but I didn’t let them escape my eyes. I couldn’t do it this time.
“I’m gonna get dressed.”
I got away from Niall and found my clothes before I put it on and then went back out into the bathroom with my towels. When I came back all dressed in my shorts and a top and with my hair up in a really messy bun I found Niall in my bed. He looked scared and sad about everything and I was confused about it if I had to be totally honest.
“Are you alright baby?”
“Yeah it’s just… never mind.”
“No what’s going on?”
“Do you think he’ll ever accept me, you dad?”
“Dad never accepts anyone who isn’t family but it won’t be long till you’re a part of the family. You’re already a part of it for me and my mum. She loves you so much Niall and so will my dad. He just sees the world a little different from you and me.”
I lay down beside him and cuddled up to him, moving my hands through his hair.
“I’m lucky you know that right? I’m lucky I get to have the most perfect boyfriend in the world.”
He kissed me on my nose and smiled at me.
“I’m a lucky guy to have you.”
After a little cuddling I turned around to the TV and lay there watching it while lying with my phone as well. I was on my Facebook page and this is when I realised that I needed to tell the world I was moving to England without telling them about Niall.
I went to my private profile and changed my current town living in to London and then went out on my page and wrote out a status to the world. But before I did it I snapped the cutest picture ever of Niall and I end the bed. I was wearing a button up shit and my underwear whilst Niall was only wearing boxers.
I have something to announce guys. It’s not something that will really get to you about me but it’s something that I’ve wanted to do and tell for a very long time. I’ve been looking forward to saying these words in forever.
When I first went to England I fell in love with the country. I was amazed by the people and everything in the cities. I was in love with London. I knew already back then that it was my home and now I am happy to announce that this cutie and me are back in Sweden to pack up the rest of my stuff before we’re flying back to London. He’s helping move into my new apartment, the place I’ve been living for so many times now. The family I’ve lived with have sold the place to me and I’ll be staying there till I find something better.
But yeah, from tomorrow it’s goodbye Gothenburg and hello London and for good hopefully but at least for now I’m living in London.
Also before anything else starts. No I am not moving in with Niall. I’ll be living by myself. It’s not that I don’t love my boyfriend it’s just that it’s too soon to move in together. We haven’t been dating that long so we better be safe around everything. <3
I posted the picture and then turned off my laptop before I turned back to Niall and lay down on top of him.
“Shh. It’s time to sleep. I’m tired.”
I rested my head in the gap between his shoulder and his head and made sure as much of me as possible touched his body.