【 ; * RAISON D’ÊTRE 】

T A Y L O R , xxvii. still learning to love the parts of myself that nobody claps for.

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niallsaid‌:

Niall watched her reaction, his small smile quickly turning into a wider one; a smile that was now stuck across his lips. “Why. I don’t want to.” He told her, pulling her back down to him momentarily to share another kiss. “I am not. Do you see this hair. Absolutel mess.” He teased as a hand ran through it quickly. “Wait,” he offered, eyes narrowing on the girl and as a smirk took over, “are you saying you want me out of pajamas, Swift?” He questioned, his face pulling into a shocked one that was, clearly, fake. “Wow. I thought you loved me for me, not just my body. But I mean.” Niall winked up at the girl, seeing what reaction he could possibly get from her. “Now I know your true intentions.”

“i want you however i can have you,” taylor whispered, running a hand through niall’s aforementioned messy hair as she leaned in to kiss him, “and that’s all i’ve ever wanted. i think that’s all i’ll ever want.” she ran a hand down his side softly, fingers wrapping around the hem of his shirt. “pajamas, no pajamas...” she rambled in a sing-song voice, slipping beside niall on the couch so she could rest her head on his chest. “i just want to be with you, however you’ll take me,” she smiled with a scrunch of her nose, looking up at him with a soft look in her eyes.

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niallsaid‌:

“No? I was hoping we can put Halloween decorations back up.” He continued to tease, poking her in her side gently as he spoke. Taylor was the only thing that occupied Niall’s head, the thought of leaving her now seeming impossible at this point. He chuckled at her comment with his lips still attached to hers, shoulders shrugging before her warmth disappeared. “I don’t know if I have a good neough reason to trust you, Swift.” The boy looked up at the girl who sat over him, hands still placed firmly on her frame. “My god, I love you.” He told her, unsure if she could even hear the softly spoken words. His lips turned from smirk to soft smile, his head laying back against the couch as he stared up at her. “And you’re so beautiful. Even in those extremely dorky pajamas.” He teased, head giving a light nod towards the garment.

“you are absolutely ridiculous,” taylor scoffed playfully, a smile fiddling with her lips. she pressed a palm into his chest, mouth hovering teasingly over his. “what sort of reason to trust me are you looking for, then?” she’d offered before pulling back, a smirk evident on her features. “i love you, without effort and without fail,” she replied earnestly. it was the one thing she was sure of these days. “stop it,” she giggled, swatting at his arm sweetly. “you’re the most beautiful person i’ve ever laid eyes on, pjs or no pjs.” she said with a scrunch of her nose.

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niallsaid‌:

“Then you better get started.” He chuckled. “Nah, there’s no one. I don’t think anyone would stick with me when I leave without notice. You know, my usual.” He looked over at her with raised eyebrows, knowing she knew all too well what he was talking about. He thought for a moment before hsoulders shrugged. “We could always just take all of the Christmas decorations down. I mean, it’s almost over anyway, might as well get a head start.” H teased, gesturing to the over the top decor the girl was so fond of. “Of course.” He to,d her in ah usher tone, using the same hand he held to carefully pull her closer, his hands guiding her him with a leg on either side before he leaned up, placing a kiss on her lips. “I mean, I could do this all day with no problem.” His hands grasped her waist as he connected their lips, pulling away only to speak. “But don’t tell the others,” he began with kisses between his words, “they might get jealous. That’s something I don’t wanna deal with.”

“i mean, yeah --- i can barely handle it,” taylor spoke lightheartedly, nudging her not-so-boyfriend lightly in the ribs. the blonde’s jaw dropped once again, mouth forming into an ‘o.’ “excuse me, babe,” she interjected, emphasis on the ‘b’s as the word fell from her lips, “but, we are absolutely not taking down the decorations early.” she slid her frame closer to his, their chests colliding clumsily as she pressed a kiss to his mouth. “don’t worry,” she whispered as she leaned in, her own lips brushing against his, “your secret’s safe with me, niall.”

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niallsaid‌:

“I feel like you’re dying to.” He teased, shoulders shrugging softly. “You don’t have to fight it anymore, T. Maybe one day. I just…” he trailed off before shaking his head, still teasing the girl. “I just have so many more rings to deliver. If I’m gonna commit, I have to commit to all of you, you know?” He teased, placing a peck on her lips. “I’m joking. You’re hard enough to keep up with.” Hento,d her with a playful wink. He sat back against the cough, a hand running through the hair he hadn’t even fixed before he made his way over to her. “Real question is, what now?” He asked, eyes veering over to her. “Because I refuse to watch nevof those horrible movies. And I f you out one on, I will, in fact, walk out of this house.” He said, head nudging towards the door. “And I really don’t wanna do that.” He took her hand into his, looking down st the ring he just placed on it. Niall smiled up to her, his features now soft. “Looks good on you.”

“weddings are expensive; i have to budget for a hot minute before i do all of that,” she teased, tucking loose strands of hair behind her ears. she laughed a little at his next remark, knowing how hard it was for him to stick around her, let alone anybody else. “oh, right ---- i always forget i’m sharing you amongst others,” she added with a roll of her eyes. “i don’t know, niall. what do you want to do? give us an alternative to the movie, ‘cause i don’t really want you to go either.” her eyes dropped momentarily to the hand niall had picked up, her nose scrunching up at him playfully. “thank you,” she smiled, her cheeks flushing. “but, really --- you should give us something to do.”

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niallsaid‌:

Niall watched carefully, eyes struggling to look up in fear of it being rejected. He was bad at making promises, knew he could promise Taylor he’d stick around forever or that he’d be the easiest person to work with. But he loved her and that was something he was sure of. The boy was able to watch her reaction, again, happy that it was loved. A sigh of relief left his lips as he was finally able to breathe again. He gave her a soft smile, his hand reaching up to wipe away some of the tears that fell. He took the box with from, holding onto the hand she reached out with. Before he placed it on, he pulled her close enough for his lips to contact hers, holding her in a deep kiss. “Of course I can.” He told her as he pulled away. He opened the box to carefully take out the ring, placing it to the side boefreplacing it on her ring finger. “You know,” he started, a chuckle following his words, “I was gonna mess around once you opened it and get on one knee. Make it look like I was proposing. But I figured you’d probably have a heart attack. That, or scream yes before I even had the chance to say it was a joke because I know you’re just dying to marry me.” He teased, pulling her in for one more kiss. “I love you, T.”

taylor’s lips curved into a smile as niall swiped at some of the (many) tears. “thank you,” she whispered once he’d retreated from the kiss, eyes following the ring as he slid it onto her finger. “you know,” taylor mocked him teasingly, wriggling her fingers on the hand that now held the ring, “you’re pretty sure of yourself for someone who doesn’t have a great track record with commitment.” obviously kidding, taylor leaned in for another kiss. she’d lost count at this point how many they’d shared in the span of an hour, give or take, but she couldn’t help it. he was addictive, and she knew it. “i wouldn’t say i’m dying,” taylor shrugged, rolling the thought around in her head, “but, i will say that spending forever with you sounds like a sweet deal.” she kissed him back as he brought her in, their foreheads still together when their lips separated. she locked eyes with him briefly, another stupid smile stuck on her face. “i love you, too, niall.”

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niallsaid‌:

Niall’s eyes went from place to place to suddenly staring at Taylor’s reaction. He could tell it was genuine, he could see that it was actually something she’d cherish. And that fact alone caused a smile to form across his lips. One wide enough to match ears. “I’m glad you like it.” He simply said, returning the kiss she gave. “Now this one,” he began, holding on to it before handing it over, “is…” his words trailed before falling to the object in his hands. “I love you.” He told her, eyes still not meeting hers. “I love you. And even though we’ll always be rocky and always be back and forth and up and down. You know I’ll always love you. I promise I will always love you no matter what happens. And you should know that. And I guess that’s what this is. That promise. At least a reminder of it.” Without looking up at her, he placed the small, wrapped box in her hand. Underneath was a black velvet box that held a promise ring inside. A very special white gold band that nestled a few smaller diamonds on each side of the larger one in the center. Inside the ban in a small, cursive font, the word “promise” was engraved. “Like I said. No matter what. Whether we end up together and things go great, or it just doesn’t work. Even if you somehow ended up hating me. I’d still love you.”

“i love you,” taylor repeated, another thing that she’d never let go unreciprocated. “i love you, too. so much.” her small hands worked to, again, carefully unwrap the paper and reveal the box. velvety enough to be jewelry, small enough to carry... a ring. taylor’s heart was beating loudly inside her chest, so aggressively she contemplated the idea that she might literally explode. she lifted the box’s lid to reveal the ring itself, and she couldn’t help the tiny tear that rolled down her left cheek. “niall, i...” she started, but she couldn’t keep going. she just sat there, crying. happily so, but the tears were inevitable. they just kept flowing. “i’m always going to choose you, did you know that? in a million lifetimes, if everyone recommended otherwise, if the odds were against it...,” she added, a smile surpassing the tears. “it’s you. it always has been, and i think it always will be. like you said, even if it doesn’t work. you’re my person. there absolutely couldn’t be anybody else. it’s perfect. you’re everything i’ve ever wanted.” she closed the box softly, handing it back to niall before outstretching one of her hands. “can you help me?” 

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niallsaid‌:

“I’m simple. You know that. I should be the easiest person to buy for. Literally, I’d be thrilled about a pet rock, I’ve always wanted one.” He teased, only half kidding about the rock. With her words, he turned and grabbed the gifts he had poorly wrapped for her, it being his best attempt and pretty much his first time ever wrapping just about anything. “This one first.” He told her, handing her the larger box. It was a picture frame that matched the interior of her home, one Niall knew was perfect the moment he set his eyes on it. He wasn’t looking for a gift on the day he came across it, it pretty found him and screamed how perfect it was for her. Within the glass was a picture of the two, one that was taken by a friend and might have been a bit candid, but one that wasn’t posted and splattered all over the internet. It was one no one would be able to find. Caught in the moment was Taylor smiling down at the floor and Niall looking at her with sheer disbelief in his eyes that he was even next to her. That, too, was something that screamed it was perfect for her. He watched her for any sort of reaction before he spoke. “Is it okay? I feel like it should be. I mean, the picture is what matters. It’s a beautiful one. But I feel the frame would look amazing in her, don’t you think?” He asked, eyes wandering around the room.

“i’ll keep that in mind for your birthday. duly noted, horan,” taylor teased right back, nibbling lightly at her lip. she unwrapped niall’s beautiful wrapping oh-so-carefully, so sentimental that she wanted to save even the paper he’d wrapped it with. it really did mean so much to her that he went out of his way to wrap her gifts. her jaw dropped, her mouth forming the most genuine ‘o’ as she looked at the image of the two of them resting inside the frame perfectly. they looked so happen, so real ---- and the image immortalized them. no matter what happened, she’d always be able to see them when they were truly happy, and that meant more than anything she’d ever received. “it’s perfect, all of it. and i love the picture ---- it’s so real. we’re so real.” she could feel the sides of her face begin to ache --- an obvious side effect of excessive smiling --- as she leaned over and pressed a long kiss to his lips. “i love you, and i love this,” taylor began, setting the photo and its frame to the side before her arms draped around his neck, “but, you’re the best gift i’ll ever receive.”

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niallsaid‌:

Niall slowly and carefully opened each gift, feeling bad for ripping past her wrap job, but so eager to see what was underneath it. He kept quiet during the process, only a smile or short chuckle every now and again. He held the precious keychain in his hand, not wanting to let go of it. The pajamas were a familiar sight, enough to leave him thinking she gifted her own pajamas to him, but just being a pair similar. It made him chuckle, his eyes peering up at her as his head shook. The last one took some time, his eyes watching the pages as he flipped through them, silent on the outside, but his heart was screaming in his chest. He finally closed it, setting it all aside before he pulled Taylor closer to him. “You’re just perfect, you know that?” He told her, eyes looking deeply into hers before he planted a kiss on her lips. “And I love it. All of it, you have absolutely no idea.” His words were soft and quick between the first and much deeper second kiss. He gave the girl a wide smile before his head nudged over to the gifts beside him. “And just to let you know, I will not be wearing those pajamas at the same time you’re wearing yours. We’re not doing that.” He teased, eyes rolling playfully. “Are you ready?” He asked, referring to the presents he had yet to give her. The ones he seemed more nervous to give her than she seemed about receiving them.

“no, you’re perfect ---- and it perpetually blows my mind that you’ve settled for me, of all people. i don’t know if i’ll ever be able to wrap my head around that,” she explained, her head nuzzling into his chest as she looked up at him. no kiss from niall ever went unreturned, though these were a little mess ---- it was hard for taylor to kiss him properly with the stupid smile she had plastered onto her face. “i’m so glad you liked it all. i was so nervous, and i’m typically so good at giving gifts, but like ... nothing was good enough for you, and it was so hard,” she explained, cheeks pinkening with every word. “um, hello. you absolutely will,” she retorted, “because i wouldn’t have bought them if i didn’t. think about how cute it’ll be.” she stuck her tongue out at him again, a smirk on her lips. “i’m nervous, i won’t lie,” taylor admitted, shrugging her shoulders, “but, knowing you, anything is perfect. you, here, is more than enough.” she took a deep breath and settled more comfortably into the couch. “so, yes. i’m ready.”

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niallsaid‌:

“No. I have all I need right here.” He admitted, not meaning for it to come out as cheesy as it did, but having so much meaning behind it. And it was true. She was where he wanted, and needed, to be. He chuckled and her whine before following behind her, taking a seat next to her with his gifts to her in his own lap. “I mean. You can wait until Christmas. I’m in no rush. But it’s completely up to you. One condition, though. I wanna give you mine second.” He told her, trying his best to hide anything his features could give away. “So if we’re doing this, you’re going first. That’s the rule.” He shifted as he began to grow nervous, for what she as giving him and how she would react to what he’s giving her.

“that was so cute. i hate you.” taylor shook her head, lips pursed in thought. she followed him as he sat next to her, eying the presents that sat in her lap. “okay, okay ----- fiiiiiine,” she said softly, offering the trio of gifts his way. the first, the smallest box was a keychain ----- the date and coordinates of the venue at which they first met: an award show years ago, complete with their initials. they needed something permanent to the two of them, so she figured it was a good bet. the second --- the middle one --- was pajama pants of the plaid variety. taylor had a set that matched them perfectly. and then the third, the one that she was most excited about ---- was a scrapbook of their rollercoaster ride, filled with photos, heartfelt text messages, ticket stubs, the occasional letters, and everything in between. she had a hard time articulating her feelings most of the time, but she figured this might do the trick. “i hope you like them. you’re kinda’ hard to buy for,” she teased, though she’d hardly bought for him at all.

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niallsaid‌:

Niall allowed the action, willing to spend some time with her. Even if it wasn’t the plan, it wasn’t something he’d reject. He’d take anything he could get. “Yeah, but mine look like a five year old attempted to wrap them.” He said with a sad look as he eyed the gifts one more time. He was cut off when his lips were occupied with hers, his one free hand latching onto her waist as he welcomed the kiss. The boy smiled against her lips as she spoke, eager for their lips to keep meeting. “I really wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else, Swift.” Niall told her before catching her once again, moving his lips slowly with hers. It seemed impossible for him to pull away, but was able to after a moment. “This is kind of hard to do with these.” He told her through the short distance between them, head nudging towards the gifts in hand. “But please, feel free to continue once I get these out of my hand.” He teased, one more kiss placed against her lips.

“i think they look much better than mine, for what it’s worth,” taylor admitted, her nose scrunched up at him playfully. “i don’t know ---- you could be in paris, italy, new york....” she drabbled, “but, of all the places you could possibly be --- i’ll admit i’m happy you settled for being with me.” she couldn’t help but laugh as the pair separated. “fiiiiiiiine,” she whined as she moved into the living room, pulling niall’s gifts from underneath her christmas tree and plopped them in her lap as she sat down. “are we waiting until christmas? are we opening these? what’s the haps?”

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niallsaid‌:

His head fell to hide the smile that stretched across his lips. His shoulders shrugged for a moment before falling back, eye turning up to meet hers. “I mean. Wasn’t planning on it, it ever opposed to it.” He stated, head cocked to the side. “Well, now I really can’t stay. I can’t do another one of those movies. I don’t think I can stomach it.” He joked, a sense of happiness replacing the hope that he once held on to. “Well,” he started, eyes turning to take in the sad appearance of his wrap job, “yours are definitely prepared better than mine are, aren’t they.” He wore a sorry look before as he looked back to her. “I usually have someone else wrap. Thought I’d do yours, though. Don’t be too harsh.”

“i might make an exception for you and turn it off,” taylor offered with a giggle, tugging niall through the entryway by his sweater. her head shook, strands of her golden hair flying all around her face. “we can’t all be professional wrappers, niall. it’s okay,” she whispered, closing the door behind them. pushing him lightly, his back flush against the front door, she leaned up and pressed a slow kiss to lips. “it means the world that you wrapped the gifts yourself,” she added in between the string of kisses she now gave him, “and it means even more that you’re here.”

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niallsaid‌:

Niall was quick to turn at the sound to her voice, a smile instantly taking over. “Thought you stepped out.” He told her softly, taking the steps back to his previous place in front of the door. “Ugh, I’m sorry to drop by suddenly. I wanted to drop something off. Sorry if I disturbed.” He told her, his features now turning a bit shy. His smile softened into a coy one, his shoulders seemed to have tighten up in the slightest. A new reaction upon seeing Taylor, since this wasn’t something that usually happened. It could be because she seemed to calm, neither bothered by him or too excited to see him. A face full of features that he never wanted to read too much into. “Ugh, Yeah. I just wanted to drop this off.” He repeated again with a nervous chuckle, eyes looking down to the gifts he thankfully help on to. He wouldn’t have known what to do with his hands otherwise.

“nope, i’m just here,” taylor laughed, her cheeks flushing as she scanned over her pjs. meredith mewed from her spot in the blonde’s arms, prompting taylor to nuzzle her nose into the cat’s neck. “no, it’s okay ---- i’m really glad you’re here,” she nodded, teeth sinking into the skin of her lower lip. “so, did you literally just want to drop it off? or did you also want to come inside? gotta’ warn you, though ---- there’s one of those movies you hate on right now, and i have little to no intention of turning it off.” she poked her tongue out at him teasingly. “also, for the record -----,” taylor explained, moving to slide the door further ajar and gesturing to the packages underneath the tree wrapped in snowflake paper, “those are for you.”

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niallsaid‌:

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Niall’s main goal for the night was to light up the Taylor’s face as bright as he could get it. It had been a good week since their last, quite unexpected, encounter and that short time apart was making his head spin. He had gotten a taste of something familiar, something that always left him craving more and was a hard thing to drop. He wasn’t surprised that the girl would be taking up the space in every nook and cranny of his head. No matter what he did, no matter where he went, she was a lingering thought that would take over whenever he wasn’t occupied with anything else. Parked within the gates of her estate, he knew that she was unaware he’d be showing up. Hell, he was just hoping she even be home, along with the strong fear she’d hate what he brought with him. But Niall sighed a deep breath before he was walking to the large wooden structure she hid behind. A medium sized box was poorly wrapped in festive paper, along with a smaller one that sat on top of it, also wearing a similar dressing. His fist hit the door twice before he swallowed the lump in his throat. His nerves were just now settling in as his thoughts ran wild. Anything could happen between the two and he would never be certain of what would go down, but he had high hopes for this time around. He waited nervously, the idea settling in that she probably wasn’t home. He took another moment to be patient, a sigh leaving his lips as he turned his back to the door and started back down the walkway.

taylor loved christmas, but she loved niall more ----- that much was a given. it was just about the only thing she’d ever known. she was clad in her cat pajamas with a hallmark movie playing off the tv in the living room; niall would’ve hated it. she looked at his array of presents underneath the tree, with his name drawn on top in beautiful calligraphy --- probably the best work that taylor’d ever done. she heard a knock at the door, causing her to jump a little at the notion of an unexpected guest. she scooped meredith up underneath her left arm, stepping into her slippers before making her way to the door. she opened it slowly, a grin widening on her face once seeing who it was. “hi, niall,” she said softly, using her free hand to move hair from her face. “it’s good to see you. i wasn’t sure if i’d see you again this year.”

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niallsaid‌:

“I’ll do anything. Please don’t make me watch that.” He said, his voice dragging as if he were begging her. “I bet they’ll have one on next about a Christmas murder mystery. I can’t handle it, Swift.” His head fell back against the back of the couch as she adjusted, his eyes turning to watch her. “Absolutely nothing? Because I’m willing. Do you have a hit list I can work on?” He continued, giving the girl a playful wink. Niall shook his head, eyes rolling as the music continued to fill the room softly. His body sunk lower into the seat below him before his focus was on Taylor. His features were now soft, a smile replacing the fake agony that was previously present. “I do love you.” He said softly, sincerity filling each word. “And you know I always will. Even if I do what I always do.”

“that’s quite the offer you’re making,” taylor teased, for a split second entertaining the idea with a twinge of mischief in her eye. “and ---- for the record, a christmas murder mystery is exactly the kind of movie i’d want to watch,” she added with a laugh. she shook her head. “no hit list currently, but i’ll get a draft going. i’ll let you know when it’s ready to be passed along.” taylor lit up like a christmas tree ---- probably brighter than the one in the corner of the room. “i know,” she nodded, eyes closing softly as she moved to press a kiss to his cheek. “don’t worry about it. it doesn’t make me love you any less, promise.” 

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niallsaid‌:

“Never?” He questioned with narrowed eyes, clearly finding it hard to believe. “That’s like saying I’m the most reliable person on planet earth. And we both know neither of us can say that.” His hands kept their grip on her waist, wanting nothing more than to keep her close to him from this point on. “I mean. Keep it up and I just might.” His words were said through a smirk before his lips could feel hers once again, unable to keep himself from repeating the action. “Oh, I was never gonna watch that. I’m sure I would’ve talked enough through it long enough for you to just shut the tv off and kick me out altogether.” He chuckled lightly as he adjusted himself under the girl, lips on hers once again. This kiss was deeper, the boy leaning into it to bring her down to him. “At least now I know what to do to get me out of situations I’d rather not be in. Now what can I do to possibly get that Christmas music shut off.” He teased.

taylor’s eyes rolled nonchalantly. “we can talk about our terrible track records later,” she sighed, shaking her head as if to dismiss the topic. “i mean ---- you’ve been given my permission, so...” she added, her voice trailing off in the lack of need to explain herself further. the blonde’s eyes narrowed at niall’s next words. “um, rude,” she huffed matter-of-factly, spinning her frame slightly to better face the screen. “just for that comment, we’re watching the rest of the movie. look what you’ve done,” she teased, head falling to his shoulder again as she let her attention drift to the picture-perfect, on-screen couple. taylor drowned herself in the next kiss, completely complacent in the idea niall and everything they had might kill her altogether. “nothing,” she murmured against his lips. “absolutely nothing.”

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niallsaid‌:

Niall did his best to convince himself to stick with it, just ignore anything she could possibly do. His mind was set on keeping things simple at this point, making sure nothing could really go wrong. Of course, though, it was the two of them. Something was always bound to go wrong. It was becoming hard onto ignore he movements, especially now that he had no choice but to keep his eyes on her. He welcomed the kiss as he always did, a smile tugging at his lips once she pulled away. “You’re the one who made it hard.” He tased by putting the blame on her, his hands taking hold of her waist before he gently pulling her over his lap. His lips caught onto hers again, everything bad suddenly fading away. At some point earlier he’d figure something like this would happen, but it was quickly whisked away. “I told you, you can’t get so close to me. Then stuff like this happen.” He said with his lips brushing lightly against hers. “You’re just getting yourself in trouble.”

“excuse me,” taylor huffed in defiance, “i’ve never made anything difficult, in my entire life. not ever. if you go back and look at all of my previous statements, you will see that i did not perjure myself.” she grinned at her newly found spot in his lap, eyes meeting his with a stupid smile stuck on her face. “i told you, horan,” she shrugged nonchalantly, her hand finding the back of his neck as she brought their foreheads together, “i’d let you ruin my life.” she bumped his nose with hers as she maintained the eye contact, tongue swiping across her lips slowly. “look at you,” she teased, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “you even got yourself out of watching the movie.”

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niallsaid‌:

I all did his best to ignore her being so close. To ignore the feeling of he lips on him. In his mind, he was still fulfilling her request to act as if things were fine and his heart was set on doing so. He could break any moment, but it was something he was committed to. To him, she should’ve known better than to say such words and act as if he could drop the act within a moment. The feeling of her lips and eyes on him drove him crazy ire then the little space she left between them earlier, but he was determined to blow it all off. “Yeah. Maybe.” He said with eyes still refusing to give her their attention. “But I’m sure it’ll be, you know, fine.” Another shrug of his shoulders before his eyes finally turned to look down at he girl, a small smile forming that was nothing but forced. “I should go. You look ready to pass out. I wouldn’t want to keep you.” His words were said with barely a hint of emotion behind them as he continued to his facade. It was getting to the point where he actually started to believe it was fine, something he was sure she’d snap him out of at some point. Unless he could avoid it. “I really should get going, though.”

“niall, no.” this is a bad idea, this is a bad idea, this is a bad idea. when wasn’t it a bad idea? the two would explode in each other’s faces one day, but the blonde couldn’t bring herself to care. “you don’t get to do that this time. you don’t get to just walk out and leave on me, like you always do. at least, not before you give me a minute.” unraveling herself from the blanket basket she’d woven into, taylor moved onto her knees, each of her palms moving to frame niall’s face. “i love you,” she smiled, a tear pooling in one eye, “and if you think for a split second that i’ll just let you walk out like this, just because it got hard and i made you start watching a shitty movie with me -----,” she stopped abruptly, her lips crashing into his without another thought, “then you’re out of your fucking mind.”