"That you have classes tomorrow." Niall says a little bit too fast. I can't tell if that's the truth, nor if I should ask for it.

"Why do you look so sad?" I want to know. His little smile from before has faded away and his face looks pale as if he just saw a ghost.

"Be-because I wanted to ask you if you want to come to the studio with me... but if you have classes and if you have to study, then it's fine for me if you won't come." He says and holds both of my hands with his.

"I'd love to come, Niall. Besides all my books are here and I don't have a key to get in in order to get in and study. So, I would have to come to you no matter what." I say with a smile as I ignore the fact that I know where his emergency key for his house is.

"You're right." He says, obviously ignoring that fact as well. "I guess, you just have to come to the studio then." Niall smirks, making me smile bigger.

"I just have to." I say, holding back my laughter. Niall chuckles and pulls me back onto his chest again. I snuggle into him again and wait for him to massage my head again. When he still hasn't started after a couple of moments, I take his hand and place it onto my head myself, making him laugh.

"You really are a princess." He chuckles and finally continues to massage my head.

"I take that as a compliment." I mumble as I close my eyes, ready to fall asleep in his arms.

"It is." Niall whispers and kisses my head, making my heart race and my lips form a smile.

When I wake up again, Niall is gone and has somehow managed to move away from me without me noticing. I sit up slowly as the smell of bacon and eggs makes it way up to my nostrils. After stretching my body and realizing that sleeping on the couch wasn't the best for my neck, I get up and walk slowly into the kitchen as my eyes get used to the light.

"Good morning, gorgeous." Niall greets me once I'm one step into the kitchen.

"Good morning, love." I greet him back yawing. Niall smirks at me with his eyes closed, making me smile from ear to ear.

"Come here." He says and reaches one hand out to me. I take it happily and let myself get pulled closer to him. Niall wraps his arm around my waist and softly squeezes my skin with his hand as he flips the bacon with a fork in his other hand. "You got thinner. We gotta change that." He chuckles, kissing my cheek.

"No, I didn't." I mumble and take the fork out of his hand. He wraps his other arm around me as I flip over the rest of the bacon. Niall pushes my hair to the side, giving himself access to my neck. I tilt my head to give him even more space, making him chuckle against my skin. His breathe is hot and the first kiss that he leaves on my neck gives me chills all over my body. "I can get used to this." I mumble before an unexpected moan escapes my lips.

"If I could, I would take you right here, right now." Niall say seductively as he tightens his arms around my waist.

"If you could, I would let you." I admit, closing my eyes. My body relaxes completely in his arms as I lean my head back.

"You're burning out food, princess." Niall says, making me blush bright red. I quickly take the bacon out of the pan and place them next to the eggs as Niall just chuckles.

"You think you're funny, don't you?" I ask as I pick up the plates.

"I am." He laughs and takes his crutches. I take the plates over to the breakfast table before going to the coffee machine to get a cup for Niall, who hobbles over to the table in the meanwhile. "Thanks, love." Niall says when I bring the coffee over to him. I just smile as answer before sitting down across from him. "So when are you going to be at the studio?" Niall asks before he starts to eat the food we, mostly him, made.

"At about 5 or 5.30." I answer before starting to eat as well. Niall nods with a smile on his face as he chews. We continue to talk about my classes and how they are going until we both have finished eating. After that, I go into the walk-in-closet and get changed for the day while Niall lies on the bed, mumbling song lyrics.

"Do you want me to drive you?" Niall asks when I step back into the bedroom again.

"You can if you want." I smile, walking into the bathroom.

"That's a yes then." He chuckles before getting up and hobbling into the bathroom behind me. As I brush my teeth, Niall takes his shirt off and puts some deodorant underneath his armpits. Then he plays around with his hair, only to put a beanie over it, hiding his nearly fully brown hair. The sides of his hair are already brown and only his quiff is blond. I'd love to see him with fully brown hair for once, but I know that Niall would never let his hair become fully brown, after it being blond for so many years already. He's used to it and I wonder what he looked like when he was younger. I've only seen the pictures that are also seen in the press and in the books that the boys have realised but he never showed me pictures that others haven't see before, even though he has seen a ton of old pictures of me when he stayed over at our house in Ireland.

"I've never seen you with fully brown hair, except for pictures in the books and stuff." I say after spitting out the toothpaste in my mouth. Niall just smirks as I wash my mouth and then my face. "Am I going to see more pictures or do I have to wait for more books?" I ask, getting curious now.

Niall just shrugs whilst still having his cheeky smirk on his face. I punch his arm softly and stand myself in front of him. "Niall!" I whine and cross my arms in front of my chest.

"You never asked to see any until now, gorgeous. But, if you want to see some, just ask my mother." He answers, making me roll my eyes at him.

"Don't you have any pictures of yourself?" I ask. He shakes his head no. "Fine." I take a deep breath and stand on tiptoes to kiss his lips. Niall wraps his arms around me and kisses me back before starting to chuckle.

"You should consider doing comedy for when your knee makes it impossible for you to perform." I tell him, patting his chest with my hand.

"I am, I seriously am." Niall laughs, making me laugh too as I move away from him to go back into the bedroom. "Are you going to be my first fan?" He asks yelling from the bathroom.

"First and probably only." I yell back, making him laugh even harder. I pack my bag as I wait for Niall to get finished with getting ready. He changes from his sweatpants that he wore to sleep in and from a shirt into a new pair of sweatpants and a new shirt, making him look as if he didn't even change.

"Ready?" Niall asks, taking his wallet and key.

"Ready." I answer with a smile before following him out of the house. Outside, he opens the car door for me even though he's on crutches, proving to me again that he is the gentleman, I always knew he is. I watch him with a big smile as he hobbles over to the driver seat. He gets in and we buckle up before he drives off. Niall puts his hand on my thigh making me realize how much I missed that feeling.

After few minutes we finally arrive at the car park of the university. "Do you really have to go to your classes today?" Niall asks, making me laugh.

"I really have to, love. But I'll try my best to be at the office at 5." I promise and kiss his cheek. I want to open the door and get out, but Niall grabs my wrist and pulls me back.

"Didn't you forget something?" He asks, confusing me. I've got everything I need, right? "My kiss." He reminds me.

"Oh, sorry Sir. How could I have forgotten the most important thing in the world?" I laugh. He shuts me off by pressing his lips against mine. I kiss him back, putting my hand behind his neck as his hand wanders down to my waist. We pull apart, smile and kiss again before he finally lets me go. "I love you." Niall exclaims as I get out of the car.

"I love you too." I smile and blow him a kiss before turning around and rushing to my first class.

Hours pass by and I feel like I'm stuck in time. Every second feels like a minute to me as I get more and more excited to see Niall and Harry, Louis, Liam and Zayn. It has only been a couple of days since I last saw the boys and only a few hours since I last saw Niall, yet it feels like it has been years. When my last class is finally over and when Mr. McAllister finally says his last words for today, I pack my things as fast as possible before rushing out. But just as I'm about to the reach the door, the freedom that I desired since I got out of Niall's car, Mr. McAllister calls me back. "Oli-" He cuts himself of when he remembers that we're at a University now and not at my house in Ireland. "Ms.Hemmings!" He corrects himself.

"So close." I whisper, turn back around to face my professor. "Yes, Mr. McAllister." I say as I walk through the leaving students to get to him. "How can I help you?" I ask when I step in front of him, close enough to hear him yet far away enough for it to be a normal professor-student conversation.

"Your mother told me that you and Niall made up." He says with a smile once everyone has left us alone. I knew that my mother would tell him as soon as I told her the news about Niall and mine reunion. She probably also told Mr. McAllister, I mean, Robert that he should keep an eye on me and call her as soon as I look upset or anything like that.

I nod vigorously and hope that he won't hold a speech about relationships now. And to my luck, he doesn't. "Good luck, you two. I know, I mean, I saw how much love you both have for each other and I really wish you all the best."

"Thank you, Robert." I smile and mentally pat myself on the shoulder for calling him Robert and not Mr. McAllister for once. "That's really, super nice of you to say but umm," I say as I walk slowly backwards out of the class. "you're actually making me late for a... date, so... see you around."

"Oh! Oh, yes, yes. You-you can go. That was all I wanted to say... Have-Have a nice day with him." He stutters as I get closer and closer to the door.

"Thanks, bye!" I exclaim and run off. Everyone else is either already outside or on the way to their next classes as I run through the halls and down the stairs. With both hands, I open up the big front doors and breathe in the fresh air.

"Olivia!" I hear my second favourite voice in the whole entire world yell and instantly stand frozen.

"Ethan!" I yell my twin's name even louder than he did mine when I spot him next to the car he got himself after New Year.

"I hear you need a ride to a studio." He smirks as he opens the door for the passenger seat.

"You're the best!" I exclaim before running over to him. He gets into the car, buckles up and starts the engine as I get in and buckle up as well. Ethan winks at me through the rear view mirror before he drives off to get me to my boyfriend.