Don't forget Where You Belong

Raegan Moynihan is no fashion model. She isn't famous or incredibly talented. She's just an ordinary college girl, new to Dublin. Niall Horan is a world famous superstar. He's talented, can sing, play the guitar, and make girls swoon just by looking at them. They find love in each other when they least expect it, then lose it all in a moment. ---- It's incredible how it only takes a second to almost lose the person you love more than anything, but, in the end, there's always a way to get through the misery and find the shining light of hope. This story is a Niall Horan fan fiction about getting through it all to be with the person who means everything. Fame, stalkers, and oceans can't come between two people who are destined to be together.

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15. Chapter 15 - The last night in Dublin

--Raegan's Nightmare--

My feet were hitting the pavement faster and faster, my heels throbbing with pain. These shoes were not meant for running. I continued to run as fast as I could accidentally bumping and nudging people on my way to class. I was extremely late, and I could NOT miss this lecture. I could see the building of my class ahead of me, not much farther to go. I've got this. I was just about to reach the stairs leading to the entrance when I felt someone's hand wrap around my arm with a vice like grip, pulling me down to the ground hard.

"What the--"

"I've got you now, you thought you escaped me, but you didn't."

Looking up from where I was laying on the ground, I could see who my attacker was. It was Jake, except he looked.... different. He was more muscular, taller, and the iris's of his eyes were burning red instead of their usual brown. I tried to scramble away on my hands and knees, but he just kicked me back down to the ground with his boot. I hear a crack and pain suddenly wracked through my upper back and shoulder. That bastard just broke my collarbone.

"Nice try Raegan, you're coming with me."

He grabbed my arms taping them at the wrists with duct tape, and doing the same at my ankles. Pain started surging through my upper body and I started screaming for help. People were milling all around the courtyard, but it was like they couldn't see or hear me. I was an invisible entity trying to escape with my life, and no one could see what was happening. I continued to yell and scream, trying to wiggle from Jakes grip, but it was no use. He threw me over his shoulder and I couldn't get out of his grasp. I continued to yell for help but no seemed to hear me. But then, there was a voice. Someone was calling my name!

"Raegan! Raegan!" The voice was like that of an angel. "Raegan! Raegan!" The voice was coming closer, and I could see someone coming right towards Jake and I. Through the crowd of people milling around the courtyard, I could see a blonde head bobbing through the people. As the person got closer it dawned on me who it was, coming to my rescue. It was Niall. Niall would save me, he could see me, I wasn't invisible to him. He started running towards my direction yelling my name. "Raegan! "Raegan!"

The next thing I knew I was dropped to the ground as Jake started taking off. I landed with a thump that took the breath out of me.

--Raegan's Nightmare Over--

"Raegan! Wake up love!" Niall voice rang through the room, and my eyes suddenly opened, startled. I was breathing heavily and shaking a bit. I looked up at Niall, he was leaning over me, brushing a hand through my hair while resting on his other arm so he was looking down on me. I smiled, relieved that it was all just a dream. I gave a big sigh out of relief and he smiled down at me.

"Good morning love." He said.

"Good morning."

"I'm sorry I woke you, but you were thrashing around and crying out for help in your sleep. To be honest it scared the hell out of me."

"Me too." I told him. "I was having a nightmare."

"I figured as much. What was it about?"

"Jake. He tried to kidnap me. He grabbed me on my way to class, and no one else could see, they were all there but it was like I was invisible. He taped up my arms and legs and he almost got me, but then you started yelling my name and running towards us so he threw me on the ground and when I hit the ground, I woke up." My words came spilling out of my mouth really fast, and I wouldn't have been surprised if Niall hadn't understood a word of it. But he did.

"Well it's a good thing I was there huh?" He started wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed at him and he leaned in to kiss me. It was short and sweet, but perfect nonetheless. All his kisses are perfect, and I never want them to stop. As we broke apart, both our stomachs growled at the same time. I guess we were more in tune to each other then I thought. We started laughing and Niall rolled out of bed, stretched a bit, then turned back around to me, as I was still curled up and entwined in the sheets and covers.

"What do you want for breakfast? I can order some from room service."

"Hmmmmmm, I guess I want some rashers and eggs. And a bagel too. I'm really hungry."

"Sounds good to me." He grabbed the room phone on the nightstand and dialed for room service. Her ordered my food first then ordered his next, asking for double the amount of rashers and extra cream cheese for his bagel. Typical Niall. After ordering, he hung up the phone and walked over to my side of the bed and sat down by my knees.

"So what day do you leave again?" He asked me.

"Tomorrow." I got sad for moment knowing that I would only have one more night with Niall before I left, not knowing when I would see him again. "I wish you could come with me..." Right after the words left my mouth, Niall got this different kind of grin on his face, like some sort of light bulb went off in his head. I wondered what he was thinking, and I found out within a few seconds of my wondering.

"You know, today is only the 8th right? Christmas isn't for like, another two weeks. My mum wouldn't be too upset if I didn't go home for another week...." He looked down at his hands, twiddling his thumbs nervously.

"What are you saying?" I asked him, but I had a feeling of what he was getting at.

"What I'm saying is....." He looked back up at me, his cheeks getting red. ".....that if you meant what you said, and you really would want me to come with you, I could."

A huge smile spread across my face. Was he serious? "You would want to actually come to America with me?"

"Well yeah. Why not?" He said smiling at me. "I would get to meet your family and stuff, if they're okay with it of course."

I leaned up untangling myself from the covers, and kissed him for a minute or so until I pulled away. "They will love you." I told him. "And I think it will be better for them to meet you sooner rather than later. They probably wouldn't believe that I was dating you if I told them on the phone anyways."

"Why not?"

"I don't know, maybe because you're the most handsome, incredible and kind international super star who is 1/5th of the best boy band ever?" I said sarcastically. He laughed at me.

"Right, I see your point. I just hope your brothers like me."

"I'm sure they will. Briley and Connor are protective, but reasonable."

"Good." He said quietly, leaning in to kiss me again. It was along passionate kiss, and probably would have gone on for ages if room service hadn't arrived. We pulled apart from each other when we heard the knock on the door. I followed him out of the bedroom and into the living room, plopping my butt on the couch.

I was still amazed at the fact that Niall wanted to come to America with me. He wanted to meet my family and get to know them. Not many guys would get so excited about this, but I loved that Niall did. My family was important to me, and if the boys didn't approve of a guy, it usually didn't work out. I wasn't too worried about them not approving Niall though. He did everything right, and made me happy. I knew they would see that, and I hoped it was enough for them. I was also excited that Niall would be seeing where I come from. I had lived in a small town in the state of New Hampshire, called Rye. It was on the coast of the Atlantic, and I had grown up going to the beach often, and loved being near the water on the super hot days that I hate so much. I've never been a child of the sun, but I do appreciate a good beach. I especially loved the beach during the cold winters. Something about how deserted and delicate the never ending sand looked in the cold has always intrigued me, and I thought it was beautiful. I had already told Niall all this, but now he would actually get to see what I was talking about. Maybe we could even take a walk down the beach if there wasn't any snow already, but we probably wouldn't get that lucky. It is New England after all.

My thoughts were interrupted as Niall walked over with two large plates of food, and set them down on the coffee table. The rashers smelled delicious and I couldn't wait to dig in. Niall sat down next to me and lifted the lids off the plates.

"Breakfast is served my lady." He said in his attempt at an English accent.

"Why thank you kind sir." I said back to him in the same accent.

We started to eat our food and Niall turned the TV on. Nothing good was on so we just resumed our conversation.

"Niall, don't you think you should buy your plane ticket right after we eat?"

"Yeah probably. Do you know your flight info? It would suck if we got separated onto different planes."

"All I know is that I'm flying into Boston, and that either Briley or Connor are picking me up. Well us I should say. The rest of the info is on my phone somewhere."

"Alright love. Now don't you think that you should ask your parents if I'm welcome to come with you? I've got to call my mum and let her know that I won't be coming home tomorrow too."

"Good point. I'll do that after we eat." He smiled at me and I pecked him on the cheek. We continued to discuss little details as we ate, and the butterflies in my stomach were going crazy. I actually liked the feeling, but I wondered how long it would be until they settled down. We finished up our breakfast and Niall went to the bedroom to get his laptop, and I dialed the house phone number, but then hung up quickly, realizing it was only 6 in the morning in Rye. I would have to wait a few hours, not wanting to wake up the whole house. Niall walked back in the room, laptop in hand and sat back down next to me. I pulled up the info on my phone and we got to work.

"Okay, so it says there are fifteen seats left on this plane. Lets hope I get to sit next to you." He said, looking over at me with a smile as I flicked through the channels on the TV.

"My seat is 4A. The window seat." I told him. He kept scrolling though the options and after a minute he spoke up.

"Must be the luck of the Irish, because the only seat left in business class is 4B." He said grinning at me. He leaned over and kissed me, smiling into it, then stood up to get his wallet so he could pay for the ticket. After he paid, he closed his laptop and kissed me again. It started out short and sweet but then turned into something more lustful. The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy and my entire body was tingling out of craving for him. This was a feeling that I would never get used to, but I loved it. Kissing him was electric and passionate, and I loved that. Our make out session continued for a while until he finally pulled away with a huge smile on his face.

"I really could kiss you all day, but that means we won't get any packing done." Crap, I hadn't even thought about packing.

"You're right. Do you want me to help you pack here and then we can go back to my flat and you can help me? We can stay there tonight if you want so we don't have to make another trip. My place is closer to the airport anyways."

"Good plan love." He kissed me again, keeping it short and sweet, then climbed off the sofa, pulling me up with him. "Let get packing." He said with a grin. I loved how he always seemed happy with whatever we were doing, whether it was hanging out at the pub or packing. He is always so happy, which made me in happy in return. Our energy fed off of each other, and I wouldn't have it any other way. That's how it should be when two people are together.

We headed back to the bedroom and he pulled out his huge suitcase out from under the bed. He hadn't really pulled much out of it, but nothing was folded, and he had tons of clothes thrown across the room.

"Where do we start?" He asked me. He had traveled all over the world, but didn't know how to pack. For some reason I wasn't surprised, it made him all the more cute anyways.

"Well, we should probably fold all the clothes you already have in there. You'll be able to fit more in there if they're neat. It doesn't really matter if they're dirty, you can always wash them once we get to the house."

"Whatever you say love." He kissed me again, then we both sat on the floor facing each other and started folding all his clothing, one by one. After a few minutes we had finished, and a little more than half his suitcase was full.

"Okay, now you should probably pick out what you want to wear for today and tomorrow, and leave it out. You can put tomorrows outfit in your backpack.

"Okay, is it going to be cold when we get there?"

"Yes, it's probably going to be freezing."

"Good to know." He started picking out his outfit for today, some chinos a polo and a sweatshirt. Then he pulled out clothes for tomorrow, some chinos, a long sleeved shirt, and a thicker sweatshirt. He then pulled out a winter jacket from the bottom of the pile. "Lucky I brought this with me from London, I wasn't sure if I would need it."

"Smart thinking handsome." I leaned over his suitcase and kissed him. "All that's left now is the clothes on the floor. I take it that their dirty?" I asked him. He started to blush, and I cocked my head in confusion.

"Uh not really, most of them are clean, but they got thrown every where when I was trying to figure out what to wear before I went to your flat." I rolled my eyes and kissed him.

"Well lets get folding then." I said. He got up, pulled me up and then we went around the room picking up all the clothes, folding them, then tossing them in his suitcase. Finally we had finished and I sat on top of the suitcase while he zipped it closed.

"Thanks for helping love. I need a shower then we can go to your place. Sound good?"

"Sounds great." I told him. "I'll keep myself busy while you're in there."

"You know....." He said, wrapping his hands around my waist, pulling me in to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "...you could join me in the shower if you want." He wiggled his eyebrows at me with a cheeky grin.

"In your dreams Horan." Despite his goofy ways, his offer was very alluring, but I wasn't ready for that quite yet, but deep down, I knew resisting his tempting ways would get harder each day.

"Yep." He said still grinning. He leaned in to kiss me again. It was long and sweet, perfect you could say. When he pulled away, he kissed my forehead then dropped his arms from my waist. "I'll see you in a few." He kissed me again, then pulled his shirt off, and headed for the bathroom. I watched him go just because he was a great sight to see if you know what I mean.

I walked back to living room area and opened his laptop. I knew he wouldn't mind me using it. He had left skype online, and just as I went to go check my email, when an incoming call from none other than Harry Styles came through. For a moment I let it just ring, but then I answered it. I had talked to Harry before, and I could just tell him Niall was in the shower if he asked. In a second, Harry's face popped onto the screen.

"Well hello Raegan. I was expecting Niall, but you're a prettier sight to see." He said chuckling to himself.

"Hi Harry." I said, chuckling along with him. "How are you?"

"I'm good. How are you love?"

"I'm good."

"I take it Niall finally made it serious with you two?"

"Yep, he did."

"Finally. It's about time. I was getting sick of him freaking out about you maybe finding someone else."

"Was he really that worried?"

"Oh yeah, you should of heard him." He started laughing again. "He was very worrisome."

"Figures. So what are you up to today?" I asked him.

"Eh, I'm just home with the family today. Gemma and I might see a film later. What about you? Are you spending the day with the leprechaun?"

"Yep, we're helping each other pack. Niall's coming to America with me for a week."

"He is? You know he's going to shit himself when your brothers start questioning him." I smiled, Niall really must have talked about me a lot to the boys. How else would Harry know about my brothers? I started laughing, picturing the scenario in my head.

"Yeah, you're probably right." I said, laughing at the thought. "But they're gonna crap themselves first when they realize that he's in a world famous boy band.

"Oh I bet they will. So where is he anyways?" He asked.

"In the shower."

"I see. Did you guys get it on last night? You look hot in his shirt by the way." He smirked at me.

"No Harry, we did NOT get it on last night." I told him, rolling my eyes jokingly at him. I had expected this question from him. Harry likes to be nosy and joke about these things. "We ended up staying in his hotel room last night, and he let me borrow these to sleep in." I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Whatever you say Raegan." He stuck his tongue out at my in return. I could hear someone yelling his name in the background. "Well I've got to go. That's my mum yelling."

"Alright, it was nice talking to you Harry."

"Same to you love. I can't wait for all of us to hang out."

"Same here."

"Oh and Raegan?"

"Yeah?"

"Just so you know, Niall really likes you." I could feel my cheeks getting red.

"Thanks Harry." The blush was creeping up my cheeks.

"Anytime. See ya later!" He waved at the camera, and I waved back, then he ended the call. Right as he ended it, I felt Niall lean over the couch and wrap his around me.

"Who you talking to babe?"

"Harry, he called you on skype so I answered. Hope you don't mind." He kissed me on the cheek.

"I don't mind one bit. The guys like you."

"They do?"

"Yup. They told me to go for you the minute we got home from the pubs that night."

"That sweet of them. I like them too. They're fun, and really nice."

"Yeah, I love 'em all. They're like brothers to me." I smiled. It was nice to know that four of the closest people to Niall liked me. I looked forward to hanging out with them more. "You ready to head out love?" He asked me. "I've got my backpack all sorted. You can just throw my boxers and tank in there too."

"Yep, let me go change out of these." I got off the couch, and kissed him on the cheek on my way to the bedroom. My clothes were lying at the end of the bed, and I changed into them, throwing Niall's tank and his boxers into his green backpack like he said. He took that thing everywhere, and I was surprised it hadn't been stolen by a crazy fan already.

I walked back to the living room area, dragging his suitcase and backpack with me. Damn that suitcase was heavy. When he saw me tugging it behind he jumped off the couch and ran over to grab it from me.

"Niall, I can handle a suitcase you know."

"Just because you can doesn't mean I'll let you." He said smiling at me. God, I loved that smile. He pulled the suitcase towards the door then put his swung his bag onto on his shoulders, which are perfectly sculpted might I add. I grabbed my painting, which was leaning against the door. "You ready beautiful?" He asked me.

"Ready when you are handsome." He put on some Ray-Bans, and handed me a pair. I couldn't help but laugh, it certainly was not sunny outside, in fact it was bucketing. "Just in case we get spotted." He said. Suddenly his idea made sense, and I slid the sunglasses on, feeling a little silly. He grabbed my hand we headed downstairs. "We're going out the back again. Twitter told me that the fans know I'm staying here. The fans also jumped to the conclusion that I was probably in Dublin, to see you, since they all know I live in Mullingar." Wow, the fans were pretty good. They had their ways of keeping tabs on the guys whereever they went. I was impressed, but worried about our picture being taken.

"Geesh, they're good." He gave my hand a squeeze.

"Don't worry love, no one but my mum, dad, and Greg know that I'm going to America with you. So we should be all good at the airport tomorrow morning."

I was grateful for that. Airports are already stressful enough without having to deal with paparazzi. We got outside and hopped in a cab to go to my place. No fans were awaiting us in the back, but as we pulled around by the front doors, I caught a glimpse of tons of them waiting outside before Niall and I ducked our heads so they wouldn't see us. We made it my place in no time, and as far as I knew, we hadn't been spotted. When we crossed the threshold of the door, I huffed a sigh of relief. Niall dropped his bags by the door, shutting it behind with his foot. I leaned the painting he got me against the wall under the mirror, I would definitely want to hang it up before I left. Niall wrapped his arms around me and we started kissing. Our lips went so well together, like they were meant for each other.

"I told you I was good. Not a single pap. Now lets go pack some more." He said with a smug grin on his face. I grabbed his hand and led him to my room. As we walked in I started to blush. I had completely forgotten about the One Direction poster above my desk, and it was the first thing Niall noticed. "Nice poster." He said, cheeky as usual.

"Oh shush." I said, rolling my eyes. "I may be your girlfriend, but I was a fan first."

"Well I think it's cute. You get to stare at my sexy self when you do school work." He leaned in and gave me quick kiss. "Now lets get packing. I thought if we hurry, we could have a movie day, since the weather is being so horrible."

"Good idea." I kissed him, then went to go find my suitcases. I would need my biggest one, since I was going to be in America until the middle of January. I went to my closet and pulled it out to the middle of the room. "Okay, lets fill this baby up." I said with a grin, giving Niall a silly thumbs up.

"My god, that's a big suitcase."

"Which is why you're helping me."

"Right." He got up and stood next to me in front of my closet, looking at all the clothes. "Wow, you have a lot of clothes." He wasn't exaggerating. I brought most of my clothes from America, and had accumulated many more from the many shopping trips with Sarah and Morgan.

"Well, I need to pick out my favorite winter clothes from all of this." I gestured to the closet, and Niall gave me an "are you serious?" kind of look. "How about this, I pull the clothes out of the closet, hand them to you, and you can fold them and put them in the suitcase."

"Works for me love, but you should know. I suck at folding." He tossed his phone on the bed and dragged my suitcase closer to the closet. We got to work and the whole process took about an hour. I had to decide what I wanted to bring, and I tried my best to bring things that would match each other. Niall didn't understand why this mattered so much, and made it clear that he thought I would be fine wearing nothing, but he was a good help despite his cheeky remarks. When we eventually finished, I couldn't be more relieved. Packing was monotonous, and I was glad to be just about finished. As I closed my closet doors, having already picked out my clothes for tomorrow, I felt Niall wrap his hands wrap around my waist from behind and rest his chin on my shoulder, kissing my neck before he did so. I got chills from his kiss, and he did it again. I loved it when he kissed my neck, it was definitely my soft spot, and it was obvious to me that he had already figured it out.

"I can't wait to go to America with you." He whispered into ear, kissing my neck again. I turned around to face him, and kissed him hard on the mouth. He returned the kiss with just as much passion and lust.

"Do you realize how happy you make me?" I asked him after pulling away, looking right into his eyes.

"How happy?"

"Extremely happy."

He smiled at me, his blue eyes staring right back at me. "Good." He kissed me again, but this time it was short and sweet.

"I still haven't taken a shower, do mind if I hop in?"

"As long as I can join you." He winked at me in his goofy way that only he could get away with.

"You wish." I told him, kissing him again.

"Yeah right, I do wish." He kissed me again.

"Why don't you pick out a movie while you wait for me? All my movies are in the stand below the TV." I told him.

"Alright love, no rush. I'll probably make some food." He kissed my cheek and left my room. I watched him as he walked out, admiring every inch of him. The way he walked, shoving his hands in his pockets, the way his hair looked from the back, everything else about him was perfect. It was no wonder millions of girl would kill to be with him.

I walked to the bathroom and I could hear Niall making lots of noise in the kitchen. Who knows what he could be doing in there. I turned on the water, making sure it was really hot. Just how I liked it. I got undressed and got in the shower, smiling at the thought of going to America, with Niall. A part of me still couldn't believe it.

After my shower, I wrapped myself in my fluffy white robe and went and laid on my bed. I still needed to call my parents and now that it was a few hours later I knew someone would answer the house phone, especially since it was a Saturday. I dialed the number and waited for someone to pick up.

"Hello?" It was my mum.

"Hi mum."

"Hi honey! It's good to hear your voice. How's my baby girl?"

"I'm good. I miss everyone a lot though."

"We miss you too. I checked your flight details this morning, everything is all set for you to arrive tomorrow. Connor will pick you up at the terminal."

"About that, I wanted to know if it was okay if someone came with me."

"You mean to the house?"

"Yeah, to the house."

"Well sure dear, I don't see why not. Is it a friend?"

"Kind of, it's someone I'm seeing actually."

"Raegan Mckinley! You didn't tell me you had a boyfriend! Give me the dirt!" I couldn't help but laugh. My mum may be getting older, but whenever she found out about a new guy in my life, she acted like a teenager again.

"It's recent. Very recent. But I really like him, and he makes me happy." I could feel my cheeks getting red.

"Awwww, honey, I'm happy for you. Why haven't we heard about him before?"

"Well, I didn't want to say anything before he actually asked me officially."

"I understand lovebug. You've always been slow to jump into things."

"Yeah, and you can't tell anyone about him, except for Dad and the boys of course. We don't want a lot of people to know right now."

"Why's that?"

"I'll explain that when we get there. You'll understand better once you meet him."

"He's not a criminal or anything right?"

"What? Mum, no! I wouldn't date a criminal. Geesh."

"I'm your mother Raegan, I have to ask. But I'm sure he's great if you say it is."

"He is." I couldn't help but smile when I talked about Niall. "He makes me really happy."

"That's what matters. I'm sorry but I've got to go honey, Kellan is going night skiing and I have to bring him to his friend's house soon."

"Lucky him! I can't wait to go skiing when I come home. Have fun okay mum?"

"I'll try honey. See you tomorrow. I'll tell the family that your boy will be joining us, and to be on their best behavior."

"Thanks mum. Love you."

"Love you. Bye now."

"Bye." As I hung up the phone, I heard a knock on the door. I adjusted my robe then yelled for Niall to come in.

He had two bowls of popcorn in his hand, and a couple of curly-wurly's in his mouth because his hands were full. He grinned at me and set the bowls of popcorn on my night stand along with the candy. "Can we watch the movies in here? Your bed looks comfier then the couch, and it's bigger." He crawled onto the bed and laid next to me, kissing me before he settled himself.

"Yeah, just let me put some jammies on. We're not going anywhere else today are we?" I asked him.

"Not if you don't want to. It's still bucketing outside."

"Good. That means I can wear my PJs without having to change later. What movies did you pick out?"

"Grease." He said with a smile. That was one of my all time favorite movies.

"Good choice." I said before I rolled off the bed. "Toss me the movie, I'll put it in." He threw the case at me, and I put it in the DVD player. "Now close your eyes, I don't want you to see me naked."

"Do I have to?" He said cheekily. I rolled my eyes at him. His cheekiness always made me laugh to myself.

"Yes. Now close them." I looked over him and he was squeezing his eyes super tight, it was cute. I dropped my robe and changed into some comfy clothes. Then I climbed back on the bed, Niall was still closing his eyes. I climbed on top of him, and started to kiss him. He kissed me back and things quickly got heated. The kisses got deeper and more passionate by the second, and before I knew it Niall's hands were under my shirt wrapping caressing my waist, reaching for my bra strap, but then he suddenly pulled away and opened his eyes.

"Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to--" I interrupted him, kissing him again, but kept it short and sweet.

"It's fine." I told him, looking right into his eyes. The fact that he pulled away realizing that things were getting heated told me that he respected that I didn't want to go any further for the time being. Besides, he was cute getting all worried about it.

"Are you sure? I was about to take your shirt off before my brain kicked in! I just can't help it. You're too sexy. And I'm an idiot." I started blushing at his words. I kissed him again, smiling into it.

"You stopped though. So its okay." I told him. I kissed him again, then rolled off of him. "Besides, I started it." I grabbed the remote and curled into his side.

He leaned over and grabbed a bowl of popcorn, putting right between us. I pressed play on the remote, and the movie started.

"Raegan?"

"Yeah?"

"Just so you know, you make me really happy too." I smiled at his words.

"Good. Now lets start this movie." He chuckled and kissed the top of my head. I love when he does that. Laying there with Niall, I couldn't have been more content. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of laying in bed with him for the rest of the day...

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