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"Happy 29th birthday, Niall!" She screams into his ears attacking him with kisses all over his face.
He laughs heartily at her sweet, adorable gesture and says, "Thanks Babe, and Merry Christmas!"
Emma loves it when he calls her babe. It makes her feel special and wanted.
"Merry Christmas to you too. I have a gift for you, darling."
He smiles toothly. "Baby, you're my favorite gift......"
".......And now we're on the naughty list," she completes it.
He gasps. "Dang! How did you find that?"
Emma gets a good laugh. "You've been listening to that song with me! How would I not know about it?"
"Naughty List by Liam Payne."
She nods. "That's right. Just wait for me I'll be back."
Niall smiles at her and waits patiently in the bedroom. It's not like he wants the gift. Just her, in his arms, would be more than enough for him.
She comes back with a rectangular box in her hands. She grins widely and sits down beside him.
Taking a deep breath, she looks at him and says, "Niall, I know how much you've wanted this to happen in real life and I'm sorry that it didn't happen but at least I can give you an idea of how it would've been if she was there. I hope you like my gift."
He looks at her with a weird expression on his face. What is she saying?
She nudges him and asks him to open it. With a sigh, he opens it and turns it around to see what the photograph is.
He feels air escaping from his lungs. What...
Emma's grin wides as his eyes start filling up tears. He just couldn't believe it. The life of the picture is real. Too real that it makes him suffocate under millions of emotions rushing through his veins, his blood, his brain.
We look so real that I can't decide if I was the drawing.
It was his family in the picture. He doesn't know how or when that happened but it looks very real but he knows it never came alive.
Niall's graduation family photo. From what he could remember, there was only Howard, his dad, and His brother, Nickholas with him.
They didn't smile a lot in the picture but here, in this, everything felt real. Everything felt so right. Like a typical, normal, happy family.
The unexpected person was in it. Right beside him. Looking very proud of her son. It was HER.
His Mom. Olivia Michaels.
The excitement which would've been there if his mom was alive is on his face. His expression looked like on the top of the world, with his proud-looking mom and dad at either side holding tightly onto him, the euphoric moment living in their faces. With the addition to his goofball of a brother making a funny face.
They are alive, he thinks. Mom is looking right at him, her face lit up with utter pride and hearty excitement. His dad looked the same as her but with a different way of showing his success as a father. The emotion of seeing his son all grown up, graduated with wonderful scores, being the valedictorian of the school, finally ready to make a change.
Everything felt too real. Too immaculate. The family picture that was never whole is whole now.
Everyone is there. And he has Emma to thank for that.
He turns to Emma and she flashes a small smile at her dear boyfriend but he ambushes her with a bear hug.
She falls on the bed with a yelp and he almost squeezes the life out of her.
"I don't know how to thank you, Emma. I love it."
The knots in her stomach are finally untied. She thought he wouldn't like it but he did it. And she is glad.
She kissed his cheek wiping away the tears rolling out of his eyes ceaselessly with the pads of her thumbs.
"Niall...... You don't have to thank me for this. It's my duty. As your girlfriend, I should do everything that can make you happy on your special day."
He holds her tightly in his arms. How the hell did I get so lucky?
He decides that it's time for a confession.
Pulling her more closer to him, (like it's possible) he kisses her head, then her forehead, eyes, bridge of the nose, either cheek, chin, and finally claims her lips in his.
It is sweet and slow. Just how she likes it.
He pulls away and she whines. I know you want it, baby.
He looks into her eyes, his grey ones boring deep into her green and grey eyes.
She feels herself getting lost in him but comes back to reality when he starts speaking.
"Emma, I have something to tell you," he says in a serious tone and her heartbeat escalates quickly.
Both of them sit up and she holds his hands in hers.
He clears his throat and sighs. "I-- it's..... I wanna- Oh Shit."
She laughs. "Are you alright? You are stuttering a lot. More than usual, I'll say."
Is he nervous?
He scratches the back of his neck and blushes. "God, this is hard."
She chuckles and winks at him. "I'll make it easier for you."
His eyes twinkle and his face burns beet red at her words. He knows what she means by that. When she usually says those magic words, the next thing he'll see and experience in Heaven.
Her flirty tone turns him on. She will be the end of me.
Emma places the photograph on the nightstand and kneels in front of him tying her hair.
Niall inhales almost every molecule of oxygen in the atmosphere, getting ready to enjoy whatever she is going to do to him.
"Oh my-- F#ck, don't stop, Emma. Uh god."
She enjoys capturing him under her kinky spell, making him want more and more.
She says breathlessly, "I won't stop until you say it. I'll make you, don't worry."
"F#ck!" he mutters loudly while she makes him shudder uncontrollably.
"I'll do it alright, babe," she says making him groan and moan and grunt louder again and again.
"Uhh f#ck, Emma I LOVE YOU!" he screams out aloud and she smirks triumphantly.
"I love you too Niall."
As she is about to stop, he pulls her up and hovers on top of her, and decides to give her ecstasy.