The rays of sun coming in through the window wake me up as I hear the muffled sound of people talking downstairs. I turn to my right and see him sleeping. The covers have fallen off of him and all he's wearing is his cute boxers. In hopes that I wouldn't wake him, I slowly get up, trying to stop the bed from shifting. I was happy he was finally sleeping. I knew he was tired last night; he just didn't want to tell me.

I go over to his side of the bed and raise the sheets over him to keep him warm. Before I leave I place a kiss on his cheek and I tuck a small curl, which has fallen over his forehead, back into place. I close the blinds so that the light of the room is dimmed. As I do so, I look out the window for a few seconds and I stare out into the backyard. It was bigger than I thought it was. It was modern, with it's long pavement driveway, swimming pool, and basketball hoop. But despite the man-made features, the pavement was lined with rows and rows of bright green trees and multi-colored plants, giving the backyard a sense of natural beauty as well. I walk out, closing the door behind me.

I lean up against the wall and smile as I think of last night. I said I loved him. He said it back. I feel my cheeks getting hot and start feeling weak in the knees. The way he was kissing me like he did last night and running his hands over my body. I shiver at the thought. I've never felt his touch that way before. I always thought it would be scary but with Ashton it felt as if his touch was keeping me safe from whatever it was I was afraid of. After I finally compose myself I walk downstairs to get breakfast. Once I get to the dining room I see all the other guys seated around the kitchen table, eating cereal and veggie-mite toast. Typical.

"Good morning Daniella." Calum says smiling. "Is Ashton still sleeping?"

"Yeah, he refused to sleep last night so we didn't go to bed 'till late. Did you guys sleep well?" I ask them.

"As well as I can with jet-lag I guess. He was so happy to see you he couldn't even sleep on the plane." Michael replies, raising his eyebrows.

"What? He told me slept on the plane" I say.

"Did he? Well nope. All he could talk about was you and seeing you and being with you. He told us that he was gonna tell you he loved you." my heart flutters.

"He told you that?" I ask.

"Of course. He was so excited about it too. Did he tell you? That he loved you?" They asked.

"Ye-" suddenly a voice cuts me off.

"Yes. Yes I did." I look up and see him standing at the bottom of the stairs. "And she said it back." He says smiling as he walks to me and wraps his arms around my waist. He gives me a light peck on the cheek and I blush. It was still new to me. We both sit down at the table and grab some toast, I was starving.

"What do you wanna do today before the guys and I's show?" Ashton asks me with a mouthful of bread. Nice. Still charming though.

"I don't know, what do you guys wanna do?" I reply, turning to the other guys.

"Oh no. You are not pulling us into this. You two are gonna be all couple-y and I do not need to see that. I've seen enough over Skype." Luke says. I giggle and take another bite of my toast. Ashton flashes a smile at me and I go back to my breakfast.

The rest of the meal is filled with random stories about things that happened on tour, crazy fans and interviews. "It was really awkward when the interviewer asked us if we were single because I was the only one who didn't raise their hand and they immediately start asking me all these questions. I'm pretty sure the boys are sick of hearing the same story over and over again." Ash says.

"Have you kept up with us while we were on tour?" Luke asks.

"I have a little. I saw you guys perform on The Ellen Show that was great. I love Ellen. Oh and of course the Jimmy Fallon performance was perfect! I laughed my ass off!" I laughed as I remembered the interview. Jimmy and 5sos were the perfect comedy duo.

After breakfast I excused myself to Ash's room so I could get changed, after all I was still wearing his boxers and sweater. I was getting changed in his room and I hear a whistle from behind me. I turn around, quickly trying to cover myself up.

"Ashton?!" I scream frantically.

"Well that's something I wouldn't mind seeing everyday." I him say cheekily.

"Oh my god Ashton! I'm changing!" I can feel the blood rush to my cheeks and I quickly pull my shirt back on. He starts walking towards me with a cheeky grin on his smug face.

"I've seen you in a bikini, how's this any different?" He says as he wraps his arms around my waist.

"Because-I don't-because bikinis- and-bras and-underwear and-because-BECAUSE!" I say flustered.

"Because...because? That's your excuse? Uh huh. Sure." He kisses my lips lightly. "Just know, you look hot in both." He winks at me after he finishes talking.

"Ugh. You suck." I sigh into his chest.

"But you love me anyway." My heart skipped a beat when he said that. It was still new to me, but it was a good kind of new. Not the scary new like most of the news I have gotten in the past. It was the same as his touch, it was...well I loved it.

I put on a sundress and flats and leave my hair natural. It was a gorgeous day outside so we decided to roam the city. He's waiting outside of the room rather impatiently after I kicked him out.

"Are you ready yet or what?" He says jokingly through the bedroom door, getting a little laugh out of me.

"Yes I am." I walk out of the bedroom and see him leaning up against the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest. Once he sees me he smiles.

"Damn. You look good babe." He says as he sticks out his hand and I grab it. We walk hand-in-hand down the stairs and to the front of the house. Before we leave I quickly say good-bye to the other boys and head out. "See you guys later!"

We both walk outside and the weather is perfect. The sky is a bright blue color and the clouds are scarce. The only clouds in sight are as white as freshly fallen snow and show no sign of rain.

"So, where to first?" He asks, giving my hand a little squeeze after we've walked a couple of paces from the house.

"Lets go shopping! I saw something at a store I wanted to get you!" I tell him.

"Babe, you don't have to get me anything. You're all I need." He says cheesily and gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"No," I hit him lightly on the arm for the comment. "You got me that amazing gift and I really want to get this for you. No matter what you say!" I tell him and point my finger at him, not having any intention of letting him get out of this one.

"Alright then, lead the way my lady." He grins and I roll my eyes at his formal manner. Dork

We were walking hand in hand down the boulevard looking at all the shops as we passed, but I had one in mind. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't expect it, but we were passing a bunch of stores he really liked and he started to get pretty confused.

"Where are we going babe?" He questions. I simply giggle.

"You'll see." He lets out a deep breath, a little frustrated that he didn't know where I was taking him. At the same time he was excited, this was our first day out together in ages, and he was happy he could show me off to the world. I stop abruptly in front of a store.

"Here we are." I look to him and his face is all scrunched up in confusion, but at the same time he's still smiling.

"Ok..." I smile and pull him into the store.

"Hi, I ordered something a couple of weeks ago." I say to the cashier as I scuffle through my purse and pull out a receipt and hand it to him.

"Ok, one moment please" the cashier walks behind the counter and leaves us alone. He wraps his arms around my waist and locks his fingers behind my back.

"So, a music shop. What are we doing here?" He asks and starts looking around the store. I take this opportunity to appreciate his features. His sharp jawline, his dark lashes. The light stubble on his chin. The way some of his curls were more defined than others and the way his hazel eyes shined when he looked at all the instruments around him, he looks at them as if he were looking at his entire life. Well, then again music is his entire life. I don't think anything will ever make Ashton happier than music. He looks back at me and I quickly look down.

"I know, I know. I'm beautiful." He jokes. I look back up at him and blush. Just then the cashier comes out from the back room with a larger box-like thing.

"Here you are, still in its' packaging." I pay the man and thank him. I hand Ash the box and he opens it. The first expression I see on his face is confusion.

"Wha-"

"-It's a playlist" I blurt out. He looks at me, still kind of confused "It's a record of all the songs I think of when I see you. It's really cheesy, but it's so that you can think of me when you're on tour. Also there's a USB with the songs so you can download them on your pho-" He cuts me off by kissing me. My hands immediately fall onto his neck as he keeps one hand on my cheek and one hand holding the box. He pulls away after a couple a seconds.

"It's perfect." He says dreamily. I blush as he grabs my hand and pulls me out of the store. Little did he know that he wouldn't need that playlist by the time he got his second gift.

"This gift is perfect." He says happily. He notices me smiling really big and blushing. "What are you hiding?" He asks suspiciously.

"What me? Nothing." I say keeping the secret in. He giggles. I love his laugh. I loved making him laugh.

"Okay...but I'm suspicious," he says squinting and looking into my eyes. He leans in and pecks me. We both continue walking for a while. After a couple of minutes he looks down at his watch.

"Do you wanna grab a bite to eat?"

"Do you think we could get a sandwich to go and eat at the park? It's such a great day outside." He smiles at me.

"You're full of great ideas." He wraps his arms around me and we both walk to the sandwich shop.

The two of us sit on the grass in the park and are slowly eating away at our sandwiches. "Do you want a bite of my sandwich?" He asks me, tearing a piece of his sandwich and holding it up to me.

"No I'm good. But I need to tell you something." I tell him. He looks at me oddly. I scoot in closer to him and I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his arms around my waist. He starts kissing me. I pull away even though I don't want him too.

"Wait."

"Whats wrong" he asks.

"It's just. I've been thinking about you going on tour again in a few days. An-"

"Babe let's not talk about that right now. I just want to think about being with you. Nothing else." He kisses me again and this time I let him keep going. I kiss him back grabbing his hair.

"It's just that," he kisses me, "I think maybe," He kisses me again trying to get me to stop talking. "I should come with you this time."

He stops kissing me and just looks at me. His eyes become bright. "Are you saying you can come with us this time?" He asks excitedly. All I do is smile. "Jesus I love you." He kisses me. "I love you," he pecks my lips, "I love you," again, "I love you." He rolls me around on the grass so that he's on top of me. His body was heavy but to me it felt weightless. He checks to see if anyone is around but the coast is clear. He then whispers in my ear, "Let's make this night unforgettable." He smiles and kisses me. He then works his way down to my jaw, then my neck.

"But not here!" I whisper-scream.

He chuckles lightly. "Sorry. I just got carried away." He bites his lip and kisses me one more time. He pulls me up off of the grass. And wraps his arm around my waist. "Shall we?" He asks.

"We shall." I giggle at his strange choice of words as he leads the way home. My mind was filled with thoughts of what he meant when he said 'unforgettable'. Well, not really. I knew what he meant. I was pretty sure I was ready as well. I looked up at him as he was looking forward. Yes. I was ready. I knew it would be with him and I knew he would be gentle. And after last night it was evident that he cared about my comfort and my boundaries. He loved me.

We get home after what seems like forever and walk into the house. "We're going upstairs." he tells the other boys in the kitchen without any other greeting.

"Oh, really?"

"Mhmmm."

"USE PROTECTION!" The other boys say while we walk upstairs. I blush and giggle a little nervously.

Once we get to the room he closes the door and leans me up against it, immediately crashing his lips into mine. Okay. I guess we are just going for it then. My hands go for his hair as he grips at my waist.

"Jump." He whispers into my ear, breaking off the kiss momentarily. I do so and he catches me. His hands are on my bum supporting my weight. I can't help but smile into the kiss. He picks me up properly, holding all of my weight and he carries me over to his bed. He throws me down, causing me to laugh as he crawls on top of me. He re-attaches his lips quickly to mine and slowly moves down my jawline. My chin. My neck. My collarbone. He starts sucking at the skin there and I can't help but moan lightly. I can feel him smile against my skin, clearly happy that he can make me feel that way.

"Stop smiling." I say, a little embarrassed.

"Why? Am I not allowed to enjoy this?" He asks cheekily, grinning down at me.

"You are-"

"I'm glad that I can make you feel the way I do. I'm here with the most beautiful girl in the world and you expect me not to smile?"

I blush at his compliment. "Shut up." I say smiling. He motions locking his lips and smiles at me. I roll my eyes and he chuckles before kissing me again. I forget about his comment and get lost in the kiss. His hands are gripping my waist and are moving up and down my sides. His lips move down my neck again and he finds another spot to 'mark' me.

He comes back up to my lips and I kiss him quickly before tugging at the hem of his t-shirt. "Off" I whisper. He does so, barely moving his lips away from mine. My hands start to roam his bare chest as he continues kissing my neck. His hands sneak under my dress and he stops for a moment looking at me for consent. I bite my lip and nod. He moves his hands and helps me take off your dress. He tosses it aside and stops.

I'm just in my bra and underwear now. He just stares at my body and starts to smile "Beautiful." I blush and he kisses me again. His hands return to my hips but they start to roam over my stomach. I shiver under his touch. The kiss becomes more passionate as his tongue slips into my mouth. I wrap my legs around his back and his left hand goes straight to my upper thigh as he continues to support his weight with the right.

My heart pounds because I know what's next. My hands become sweatier. He keeps kissing me slowly moving down my body. He pauses for a second and looks up at me pushing my hair behind my ears. "Are you okay?" He asks me. This is how I knew I was ready. He wanted to make sure I was okay. Comfortable. Safe. I nod my head, reassuring him. His smile becomes wide and bright. "You pretty sure?" He looks at me.

"Just shut up and do it." I giggle as I run my hands over his bare shoulders. I could feel that his body temperature has risen and his shoulders feel hot under my hands. He slowly makes his way down and kisses my stomach. "I love you Dani," he says, as he gets closer. I shiver again. I was in love and happy and scared all at the same time and I didn't know how that could be but for some reason I liked this feeling. I liked that he made me feel this way.

He kept kissing me and kissing me without stopping. His hands feverishly moved up and down my thighs until he held my waist close. I grabbed his hair and pulled it gently. I gripped tightly against him. I closed my eyes as I felt his touch. Fuck.

Once we were finished I lay next to him with my head on his still shirtless chest. I can feel his chest moving up and down from his breathing. His hands start rubbing my arms and I feel his fingers lingering over my skin. He pulls me in and kisses me on the cheek. We are both silent. We both just lay there taking in the moment. This is a new chapter of our lives and it was a chapter I was happy with. A chapter I didn't want to end. I turn and look into his hazel eyes, still filled with passion.

He smiles at me. "Gorgeous." he whispers to me. I blush.

"What?" I ask.

"You're gorgeous." he says moving in closer to me. He starts running his fingers through my hair. "You make me happy" he tells me.

"You-" he cuts me off.

"I don't think I can explain to you how happy I am that you're mine. And that I love you." He says to me.

"Ash." That's all I can say, as I kiss him and close my eyes listening to his heartbeat.