Okay, so I planned out the rest of the book and there's about 21 - 22 chapters left. If I can't get it done by when I'd like, I may move the ending date to Feb. But also, on Feb 1st, Frozen will be 1!

Khloe POV*

"Khlo. Khloe." I felt a light push on my shoulder. My eyes blinked open to see Niall standing in his grey sweat pants and a long sleeved white shirt, holding himself. I smiled and sat up, rubbing my eyes to wake up. "Where's the bathroom? I have 'ta wee."

I let out a light laugh, pointing to the one that was connected off my room. "Use mine." Niall hurried into the small room, shutting the door.

Falling back into my bed, I pulled my pillow over my eyes, hiding away from the daylight that had broke through my room. I don't even want to know what time it is, for I feel like I've only gotten an hour of sleep.

I heard the familiar sound of the rushing water before the creaking of my door. A weight was pressed onto my stomach, pushing me into the mattress as if it it's springs had no support.

"Niall." I groaned. "Get off of me." The pillow suddenly lifted from my face and my sight was replaced with a smiling boy above me.

"Morning, princess." He blew a raspberry on my neck and I squealed, pulling him by his hair to look up at me.

"Why are you acting like this lately." I giggled and pushed his head away as he started to lean down closer.

"Like what?"

"So.. giddy and lovey-dove-y." I laughed. "I like it, but I'm seeing a whole new side of you."

"How do you want me to be? Mean? Demanding? Rough?" He sat up into a straddle, looking down at me as his forehead creased into a frown. "You've been such a bad girl, you stupid bitch. Now go bend over that desk so daddy can fuck your brains out!" He growled in a low voice and I instantly covered his mouth with my hands, breaking out into a loud crackle.

"Oh my gosh, Niall!" I laughed harder. "You have to be quiet before my parents here you!" Niall laughed too, falling back on top of me.

"What, you don't like that?" He smiled.

"No." I continued to laugh, not being able to stop after hearing that. "Not at all."

"So you prefer me like me?" He cheesed, grinning widely in my face. I laughed and pushed him away again before nodding.

"Yes. It's much better." I giggled.

"Good, 'cause I like me too." I smiled as he pecked my cheek.

"I can't believe that I ever saw you as some punk asshole who just played 'fuck and chuck' with women. It feels like that was you in a whole other universe." I laughed, running my hand over his cheek. "It's only been a month. What the hell happened?"

Niall shrugged, laying his head down on my chest. He buried his face into my breasts, rolling it from side to side while I laughed out, grabbing the back of his neck to make him stop.

What is going on with him? I like it, but this is not the Niall that I'd known only weeks ago. He's so... hands on and just.. touchy lately.

"What are you doing?"

He shrugged. "Dunno, but your boobs are soft. They're like my own personal pillow." I blushed, not knowing what to say. "I like 'em." he smiled and leant down to give me a kiss, but I was quick and pushed against him, causing him to roll sideways and fall to my floor with a thump against the carpet.

I started laughing immediately, leaning over the side to see him looking up at the ceiling with a frown. "So I compliment your boobs then go to give you a kiss and you shove me off the bed? What kind of thank you is that?" He chuckled and glanced over to me.

I smiled and shrugged, blushing terribly. Niall smiled and rolled his eyes before he began to sit up.

"I'm sorry." I smiled. "But it was funny."

Niall stuck his tongue out me before walking out of my room. I frowned and stood up, stretching.

After I had slipped into the bathroom to brush my teeth and fix my hair, I made my way down the stairs; surprised to see Niall sitting at the bar chatting away with my dad like they'd know each other for years. There was a whole plate of food in front of him as my dad continued to cook more, sliding it over to a fresh plate.

"Morning, princess." My dad called, smiling as he flipped another pancake.

"Aye, that's my word!" My dad laughed at Niall, nudging him in the shoulder.

"Morning boys." I smiled and walked over to Niall's side, leaning over his arm to steal a blueberry. We seem to eat this a lot, I noticed, glancing to the pancake.

"Hey, that's my food!" Niall tapped my hand away, smiling as I made a face at him. "Why is everyone taking my stuff this morning?" He whined and I laughed, pulling his face into mine to leave a small kiss on his cheek.

"I love you." I whispered into his ear so my dad wouldn't hear, feeling Niall squeeze my thigh as if to say it back.

"So, what's the plan for today?" I asked, taking a seat while my dad placed my plate in front of me.

"Aunt Marianna will be here in a bit. Mom and her and the girls have some things to take care of for the wedding." I nodded, taking a bite of the spongy cake-like breakfast. "The guys and I are going golfing. Niall's welcome to come. I won't bite", he teased towards Niall.

I smiled and nodded. "That'd be fun. You should do that, Ni."

"I guess. I don't have my clubs though."

"I'm sure we've got plenty." I laughed, leaning my head onto his arm.

After breakfast, we cleaned up and made our way towards the stairs until Niall stopped me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "I'm nervous." he whispered.

I smiled and held onto his shirt. "Why are you nervous? You seemed to be having fun this morning."

"Because he said 'the guys'. Khloe, I was nervous enough to meet your dad, and less than twenty four hours later I'm meeting your whole family." I smoothed out the worry lines in his forehead. "Just a lot people judge is all."

"Babe, my family is not like that." I sent him a small smile. "You have nothing to worry about. You literally fit in with them. They're loud and rambunctious. They're funny and trust me when I say that my uncles are young and like to drink...a lot." I gave a slight chuckle as I felt him relax a little. "You'll be okay. They want you to join in, my dad invited you for crying out loud."

Niall laughed, shaking his head as he pulled me tighter into him. "I love you so much."

"Mhmm." I nodded, biting my lip.

"I don't get one back?"

"Not until you beat me up the stairs!" I smiled and took off leaving Niall stunned for a few seconds before he came after me.

I took two steps at a time, laughing as I felt him grab my waist and drag me back. My hands gripped the wall and wooden railing as if I was Spider-Man, trying to push myself forward from his grip. "Niall!" I screamed, laughing as he passed me. I was quick to reach out to him, making him fall. His laughed echoed off the walls, as he started crawling on all fours. I quickly passed him, my toe getting caught on the step which then made me trip forward. I let out another scream as Niall lifted my body up and threw it over his shoulder as if I was weightless. "Niall! Put me down!" I laughed louder and began to pound on his back as he carried me the rest of the way up, sprinting towards my bedroom.

Like a whip of the wind, I was tossed to the mattress, my breath hitching in my throat. "Jesus Christ, you're something." Niall laughed and shook his head. His knees trapped my body in one place as he hovered overtop if me, breathing heavily.

"Aye, don't say that." I scowled, however giggled as I let the words 'But maybe so' tumble from my smiling lips.

Niall rolled his eyes, smiling as he leant down, tugging on my hair to lift my chin so that way I could meet him in a soft kiss. My hands automatically went into his hair, tugging at the roots. I pulled him further into me as the kiss began to heat up; a thick groan leaving the back of Niall's throat.

Smiling at the sound, my teeth clamped down onto his bottom lip, pulling back before I let it snap back into place.

"Fuck, I love when you do that." His eyes fluttered open, a smile brightening up his face. "You're so unbelievably beautiful."

I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks as I laughed and pushed him off of me. "Alright, Horan. I'm taking a shower." I dismissed his comment, standing up.

Niall frowned but shook it off. "Can I come?"

I rolled my eyes but walked over to my door and locked it. I pulled Niall by the sleeve of his shirt, giggling as I tugged him into the bathroom and shut the door. I felt like a young teenager, sneaking my boyfriend into my bedroom. I started the shower, feeling Niall start to strip my clothes off.

"We have to be fast though."

"You worry too much, Khlo." Niall smiled and stripped himself too before he stepped in after me.

Thin streams of water ran over my body, binding my skin in a coat of tiny droplets that fell to the ground, splattering off of our toes.

Niall smiled and pulled me closer to him while his fingers lightly traced imaginary shapes around my hips. I tangled my hands into his hair, pulling him under the stream. It felt nice to be comfortable in front of him. To not feel judged or nervous.

There's just something about him that gives you that...that feeling. The feeling of confidence and comfort. The feeling of knowing that he accepts all kinds no matter what you look like, how big you are, or how you act, or what you wear.

I think if this was last year, yeah, that may have had an effect on him, but right now as we both stand completely naked under this falling water, I know that no matter what, I will never feel more confident with myself than what I do right now. Nothing will ever compare to this feeling that he gives me. Not one thing or person can come between us, and it's such an empowering thing to feel.

"Here, turn around." Niall smiled, grabbing the shampoo. I do as he asks, leaning my heavy head into his hands as he begins to massage the liquid into my scalp. I hum in pleasure, my eyes closing.

The feeling of his lips on my neck added to the serenity and I couldn't help but to smile. I then turned back around, allowing the water to cascade back over my head and shoulders, pulling the shampoo down with it. Niall goes next, rinsing out his while I try to quickly wash my body.

Niall stops me, taking the soapy luffa from my hands. I lift my hair in my hand, the other hand moving to his shoulder for support as he works the soap in circles over my skin. He pays my boobs more attention, working over them softly.

It's crazy how sexually close we've been since I gave my virginity to him. It's almost as if all that shyness between us had disappeared. I'm not really that scared to touch him now or for him to touch me. Like is said, he just gives off that comfortable aroma.

Soon enough, we rinsed and finished and I made my way out while Niall blow dried his hair styling it in his normal quiff. His towel hugged his hips perfectly, and I may have stolen a glance or two at his body while getting dressed.

"Pebbles?" I looked up, smiling at the silly nickname. I can't believe that actually stuck.

"Hmm?"

"Can you run to my room and grab one of my nice pairs of jeans and a shirt that would work to golf in?" I nodded and slipped my peach colored top over my nude bra.

I quickly sprinted to Niall's room, digging through his suitcase. I pulled out his dark washed skinnies, and a white polo that had a few labels on it as well as a his grey GANT boxer-briefs.

Looks good enough to me.

Niall smiled as soon as I entered, walking over to collect his items. "Thanks, love." he placed a kiss on my forehead, walking over to my bed to get dressed.

"Is that it?" I asked.

"For now." he smiled and I smiled back.

"Okay, I'm going downstairs then. Come down when you're ready and I'll introduce you to everyone." Niall nodded, pulling his boxers on. I bit my lip trying not to stare. Shutting the door, I made my way down the carpeted staircase, walking into the kitchen to see everyone laughing.

Veggie trays along with cheese and crackers lined the dark marbled counters. My aunt was holding two bottles of wine as well as a case of beer that she had placed on the counter. My dad and uncles stood around the kitchen table, all dressed similar to how I'd dressed Niall.

"Hey Rey." my uncle Ryan, also known as the groom, called me out. He was a bit taller than my dad, but not much. Even though he was my dad's brother, he looked more like my mom which was kinda creepy. He had sharp cut reddish brown hair with a cleaned trimmed beard and mustache. I smiled and made my way over to the men, giving each one a hug.

"So you know that we're going to have to give your guy some shit today, right." my uncle Tod nudged me in the shoulder. He was another one of my dad's brothers, except they actually looked somewhat alike.

My eyes went wide as I instantly shook my head at them. "No. God, no, please don't. He's already having a hard time being here, please just help him fit in." I pouted. My uncle ran his hand over my head, notifying that everything would be okay.

After Niall came down and I introduced him to everyone, the guys took off, leaving us girls here to gossip, sip wine, and decorate the shit out of everything.

There was birdseed spilled all over the table from placing it in the little bags. There was purple ribbon and tool spread across the floor along with flower pedals from the bouquets. There were scraps of stems and leaves and paper and green ribbon laying everywhere. The food was half eaten, a full wine bottle gone- the second on it's way- along with a full twelve pack that had been drained down women's throats. My aunt was in the corner crying, four other woman coaxing her. My mom and I were trying to manage the catering and double checking the church times and all. And just, damn, was it a mess. Fun and laughable, but just so, so chaotic.

Niall's POV*

"And John," Ryan continued with his stories, telling us about all that's happened in the past couple weeks. I have to admit that some of them have made me laugh harder than I ever had before.

Being out here wasn't half as bad as I thought it was going to be. We'd split into two teams and who ever loses has to buy the other team a round of beer. Not only has it just been lot of laughs, but I've gotten to know about each one of the guys; there's twelve of us total. And Khloe is definitely right when she says they're rowdy and just fun. They're all young, around my brothers age, except for her grandpa who's sixty maybe, and her dad who's forty seven, maybe forty eight.

"Get this, okay. Her dad has always been a joker as you know, and last year he passed away from cancer." Ryan continued. "Well, Marianna's always said that she believes that when someone dies, they'll always leave signs and shit- ya know just girls being girls- well anyways we had this really fucking nice venue saved for the reception. She gets a call last night, three days before our damn wedding, saying that the shitter blew up in the bathroom and will not be ready by Saturday." We all started to laugh. I could only imagine. "So now she's been pissy because no one else will schedule us in so close to our date, so now I guess were moving it into her sister's cleaned out barn. She's been cursing at her father all morning telling him that it's not funny because she's dead set that it's his fault."

We all continued to laugh, moving to our last hole. He's told about ten other pre-wedding disasters that have happened recently and I've just about shit at every single one that left his mouth. I never realized how stressful putting together a wedding could be. Apparently it's not all white doves and roses.

"Niall's up." I smiled and grabbed my club from the back, hitting the ball as far as I could manage. We waited for the rest of the guys to take a hit before we went down. I found my ball, ending with a hole in two.

"Sorry Nick", I smiled. "But it looks like beers on you, tonight." The guys who were on my 'team' all cheered, patting each other on the backs.

Nicholas rolled his eyes before bringing a smile to his face as we all made our way back to the lodge.

Later that afternoon, we all made our way back to the house. I'd drove since I was the one who drank the least.

We ended up eating dinner at the house, everyone staying for a while and just chatting.

After everyone had left, I sat on the brown leathered couch as I waited for Khlo to finnish her shower. I had helped her mom finish the dishes, as well as wiped down the counters. I don't know why, but I felt the need to try and impress her parents. I mean, I want to try and prove to them that I can be an okay guy. The last thing I want to do is tear Khlo from her family, so I guess I just want them to like me.

I sighed and tugged my phone out of my swim trunk's (that I had changed into earlier, along with a white tank top) pocket, sinking into the plush, soft leather material. I noticed the sun starting to lower over the ocean horizon from her large living room windows that looked out over the beach. The almost blinding pink and orange colors filled the beige room, making the walls reflect the color into my eyes.

I glanced up just in time to see Khloe emerge from the upstairs dressed in black leggings and a hot pink t-shirt, her damp hair falling down her back.

If only she knew how beautiful she really was, and actually accepted my compliments when I told her. It's one thing that I like about her (how shy she is at accepting them), but also something I wish she was more confident at.

The pink stood out brightly against her silky skin that was already starting to tan, brightening her smile that she quickly flashed me as she made her way over. I smiled back and wrapped my arms around her.

I could feel my heart rate accelerate from being so close and I just wanted nothing more than to tear the clothing away that was now turning into the enemy- keeping me away from touching every inch of her warmed flesh.

"How was your second shower today?", I teased, whispering into her hair. Butterflies filled my stomach as she planted small kisses to the exposed skin on my neck.

"Wonderful. But. It. Would've. Been. Better. With you.", she said between kisses. I chuckled and squeezed her waist tighter.

"I bet.", I winked down at her, making her cheeks go crimson. I laughed and she did too, burying her face into my shirt. I glanced up just in time to see the sun starting to hit the horizon. I smiled and pulled her away from me, taking her hand. "C'mere."

"Niall! Where are we going?", she laughed, slowly jogging behind me as I exited through the sliding glass door, still making sure that her fingers were locked with mine.

I dragged her behind me, past the pool, and down the board walk until we reached the sand. I felt her slow down behind me and suddenly her giggles had stopped. I pulled her closer to me. I don't think she realized that I was watching her as she kept her eyes trained on the bright pink, yellow, and orange sky above us. The sun was a deep scarlett as it reflected off the crystal clear water, putting a yellowish layer over top of the waves.

A smile crept onto her lips as she moved infront of me and I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, pulling her to my chest.

No words were shared and no movements were made as we both stood and silently watched the sun sink below the water.

"If you watch it sink all the way under, there will be a flash of white light at the last second and it looks like a camera flash.", I whispered and watched her smile spread wider.

"My dad used to tell me that as a little girl, but I couldn't ever sit and focus long enough.", she whispered back, a slight giggle escaping.

I kissed the top of her head and listened to the water crashing against the sand just ahead of our toes.

"5..", I started.

"4", she recited softly.

"3"

"2" The sun sank lower, only the top tip sticking out.

"1", we both mumbled, watching as the last bit of pink shown -that kept the world alive- sunk and the ocean swallowed the the after glow.

Khloe turned around in my arms and planted a kiss to my lips, her hands placed on my chest.

How did I ever get lucky enough to have met her?

She pulled back and rested her warm cheek to my chest. Her eyes suddenly grew wide and a smile formed on her parted lips.

"Mom!", she exclaimed and pulled out of my embrace. I turned around to see her running after her mother who held a camera in her left hand, smiling widely.

I couldn't help but to admire them both. Their relationship is beyond what every child wants, and for the fact that she was able to recieve that as a child made me smile. I'm so glad that she was able to grow up in such a way that she was close to everyone in her family.

I glanced to the sliding glass door to see her dad standing with his arms crossed over his chest, a slight smile on his face as he watched his wife and daughter run around the beach. He glanced at me, giving a slight nod which I returned.

My gaze was casted back onto Khloe as she ran full speed towards me. "Niall!", she squealed. "Help me!" She giggled, squealing more.

I laughed and shook my head as she hid behind me, clenching my tank top in her hands.

"Don't do it!", she warned her mother, although it wasn't scary nor intimidating at all seeming how she was laughing. "Mom! Don't!" she circled around as her mom did the same on the other side of me.

I couldn't help but to think of the time when I was five and my mom would do the same thing to me as she tried to tickle me until my sides would ache from laughing so hard. I remember circling the island in our kitchen, loud giggles echoing off the walls as she would chase me around.

"Niall, help!", Khlo screached, letting out occasional puffs of air as she tried to catch her breath.

"I think he's on my side, baby girl.", her mom smiled, both of them circling me like prey. I chuckled and smirked.

Without giving Khlo any warning I turned around and swiped her from her stance, tossing her upper half over my shoulder.

"NIALL! Put me down!" she gasped, beating her small fists against my back as I ran towards the pier.

"I don't think you want me to do that, babe." Khlo's hands stopped for a split second before they started again, hitting faster and harder.

"Put me down!"

"Okay.", I tossed her into the water, a big splash coming only mere seconds later. I smiled as I heard her mom laugh from the shore and I pulled my shirt over my head and dove in after her as her head rose to the surface.

I came up for air and immediately was pushed back under, my air supply cut short.

I smiled once I was back up, shaking my wet hair out of my face and wiping the water out of my eyes.

Khloe smiled back at me, her wet hair pushed behind her ears. "So I see how it is. You get to be in your swim trunks and I get thrown in in my clothes. How fair is that?" My eyes followed down her body and into the water.

I smiled and pulled her close. "Don't complain. I like it better when my girl is soaking wet. Makes things a little easier on my part." I winked, then swam off, heading into shore. I turned around once the water was up to my waist to see her still floating, staring into space as if trying to understand what I meant.

She sucked in a sharp breath of air before finding my eyes as a smile crept onto her lips. "Niall James!" I couldn't help but to laugh as she began to swim towards me.

I started to run, trying to push the strain of the water off me, but she must have been better at it because before I had enough time to make it to the shore, she was at my side and my hands were on her waist as I dumped her back under the water, both of us falling in however.

She squealed when we both sat up, a wild and wicked flame dancing in the depths of her eyes. The colorful and painted sky reflected off her pupils, making the irises a liquid gold color.

"You're so beautiful, you know that, right?", I calmly asked as I pushed her hair behind her ear.

"And you're such a sap, you know that, right?" She mocked, her smile making mine grow and I was soon caught off guard as she rolled over on top of me and placed her palms against my chest, shoving me under.

I could hear her screech again as she jumped up and continued to run to the shore.

When I sat up, finally able to catch my breath, I could see her with a towel around her shoulders, making a funny face.

I laughed and threw my head back. I finally stood up, continuing to walk to the shore as well.

Her mom handed me a white towel which I gladly excepted. "Thank you." I smiled at her, glancing to her daughter.

"Anytime. Would you two like to join us for a fire on the beach?" Cathy asked hopeful as she looked back and forth from Khlo and I.

I looked to Khloe who was smiling and nodding frantically. I couldn't help but to chuckle at how cute she is.

"Sounds good.", I smiled, starting to feel a little nervous as her mom quickly skimmed her eyes over the tattoos on my chest that she hadn't seen yet. She gave a quick smile to me, then to Khloe before she turned around and left Khloe and I to ourselves.

I walked towards Khloe, placing my arms around her shoulders as I placed my chest to her back. She automatically relaxed into my hold, her head falling back onto my collar bone.

"Do you think they like me?", I asked, trying to keep my voice from becoming shaky.

"My parents?", She tilted her head back to look at me. I glanced down to her, whispering a 'yeah'. She looked back to them as her dad gathered the wood and her mom held onto the newspaper and lighter. "I think my mom has an eye for you." I could here the smirk in her voice. "My dad...he likes you, but you're going to have to pass the polygraph test before you're one hundred percent safe."

The ploygraph test? He's going to make me take one of those?

I tensed against her skin and she looked back up with a smile on her face.

"Babe.", she giggled as she turned around in my hold, sticking her thumbs into the top of my board shorts as she moved them around my waist. "I'm just kidding. He absolutely loves you."

I smiled and nodded, my body still a little tense.

"C'mon. I want some dry clothes.", she mumbled, pressing a quick kiss to my lips before pulling back. She started to spin around, but I caught her and quickly pressed my lips to hers one last time before smiling and following her up the beach and into her house.

We stopped just outside the door to rinse the sand off our feet quickly before finally stepping inside. I tugged her to the side, immediately pulling her into a kiss. I could feel her smile against my lips before she pulled away, her eyes still sparkling. My heart was racing a thousand miles an hour and I just wanted this feeling inside me to last forever. I smiled back, placing my forehead onto hers.

"You have no idea how crazy you make me."

Okay, well, here it is. Guys I set up a plan I how I want it to finish and just let me tell you... YOU HAVE NO IDEA OF WHAT IS ABOUT TO COME!

Like holy. Shit. haha So, pull your pants up and hold on tight- get ready for this ride ahead that will soon lead into an ending.

Gosh, I love you all so fucking much! I thank each and every one of you.
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