When I noticed that Niall fell asleep watching 'Gossip Girl' I laughed. The poor boy had an obsession with Blair Waldorf and Chuck Bass and all of the Upper East Side drama, it was hilariously adorable. His hand would never stop writing as he explained every little detain about the show. I'd watch him with loving eyes as he'd excitedly tell me about how Nate and Serena's love was resurfacing, or how Dan Humphrey, the boy from Brooklyn was in love with his best friend Vanessa Abrams instead of the movie star Olivia Pope.

Niall knew it all with this show. Although it had ended his obsession never ended. He knew the shows, lines, and characters inside out. Watching him explain every moment was a gift.

Not many get to see Niall in his true element. The fact that I got the privilege to do so baffled me. I looked down at him curled up into my chest, sleeping quietly. What did I do to deserve him?

I leaned down and gave him a light kiss on the forehead.

"Can't believe I've loved you since we were eighteen," I whispered. I pulled out my phone and wrote that down, in case something lyrical came of it.

A text from Louis popped up on the screen and I opened it quickly.