I'd had an appallingly bad day at work.
I had 3 reports to type up. I had to work over-time tomorrow with no extra pay and my boss wants me to attend 3 interviews with him.
I couldn't have been more annoyed.
I slammed the door to the apartment I shared with my boyfriend, no, fiancé, and slipped out of my black work heels, revealing the hole in my black tights around my big toe.
I trudged into the living room, with intent to collapse on the sofa and nab a hug off Niall.
But no, Niall isn't that simplistic.
He had cleared all the furniture to the edge of our huge living room and somehow gotten hold of a record player and somehow was playing Robbie Williams 'Angels' using the large disc.
He took 3 long, slow steps towards me, holding out his hand.
The lights were off, and lighted scented candles placed round the room, with scattered rose petals. It was something you see in some celebrity wedding magazine. Not our living room.
I took his hand and he gently pulled me closer to him. He put his arms round my waist, meeting behind my back. Mine fell on his hips. We swayed slowly to the romantic song.
My head fell on his shoulder.
And then he began singing in my ear.
And through it all
She offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
It was beautiful. My favourite song, sung by my favourite person.
Niall Horan, my fiancé, was singing to me.
And there was nothing more I could have asked for at this moment in time.
I was looking forward to the hard day at work tomorrow.
Knowing Niall would think of something new and even more romantic and special for my return.
I love him so much.
Nothing special I know, but I was watching some comedy thing and they started talking about records and my mind spun into action.
I know it's short, but it's kinda cute.
For Zia – ZiaHoran_1D – Half-Vampire-Half-Fallen-Angel :)
xo