You're my life now - Niall James Horan
This is part two for my lovely Vivian, also known as Publisher. I hope you like it babe.
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Oh my! So lovely, I fall in love with Viviall every time..
1 decennium geledenEcht geweldig! Er zijn gewoon geen woorden voor...
1 decennium geledenMega mooi geschreven ;d
1 decennium geledenMega mooi geschreven ;d
1 decennium geledenWhere to begin even? Seriously. Again, I didn't like it, at all. I just fucking loved it, really. There's no other way to describe what I'm feeling now, except the word love.
1 decennium geledenFirst of all: the first date. Food, Niall, the London Eye and me being a retard. It all fits and is perfect. It freaking scares me, that you know how I laugh even. It's so weird, we are indeed soulmates.
Second: the end of the date. The family, the kiss, me smiling. Again, it's just perfectly perfect. Me mumbling even, that's so me since I wouldn't even want to go.
Third: me? A published writer? That's what you're getting at, right? That's so weird, since I still have the hope I will be one, one day. And how we're both just chilling on the couch, you even know how I sit on one. That's even more weird than knowing how I laugh.
Fourth: Valentine's Day? Really? The day I detest the most, and he finds a way to turn it around for me. After all the major losers and dickheads. Even me being with him for 5 years, oh my. I can't imagine, or dare to dream about that.
Fifth: the plane? Me finding out: genius. Because I would, probably. Sorry, Niall. Can't trick the Viv, although I love surprises, I really do. Even though I become an annoying fuck when I have to wait. I don't do waiting.
Sixth: Paris?! That's just.. Asdfghjkl.
Seventh: the proposal? I mean. I cried through all that. Combined with the song? How do you even know that's my favorite? And I mean favorite, I'm not even kidding.
Eight: I forgot to add it in the first place, but: you writing this when you clearly couldn't. Oh my.
Em, just. Yeah. I love you and I can't wait for us to finally meet so I can thank you, properly. And I mean it when I say this: I can't wait to really do stuff with you, like going to London together. One day. I hope.
Fingers crossed.