Niall's POV

Niall walked into the hotel Gabrielle was staying. He had gotten a text that she was running a bit and to wait for her at the bar. He sat and ordered a water, not wanting to drink and drive. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see Gabrielle. She wore a white ribbed bodycon dress, revealing her gorgeous figure. She shifted her body weight between her black heels. She looked up to him and smiled, the red lip stick popping against her white teeth.

"You look great," Niall smiled and gave her a peck on the cheek. She thanked him.

"So where will we be going tonight?" She sat in the front seat as Niall shut the door.

"We have dinner reservations," Niall smiled at her one hand on the wheel. Niall drove for about fifteen minutes before parking at an empty lot.

"If you wanted to kill me you didn't have to drag me in the middle of no where to do so," Gabrielle looked at him skeptically.

"I'm not going to kill you," Niall burst out laughing. "We are having dinner here."

"Here? On the grass?" Gabrielle arched an eyebrow.

"No, not here. There," Niall pointed to a small dock. There was a small table with a candle lit dinner for two. Around the boarder of the dock hung white Christmas lights.

"Did you do this?" Gabrielle stared at him, Niall could see the joy in her eyes. He nodded. "No one has ever done anything like this for me."

"It should have been done along time ago," Niall gently grabbed her hand and lead her to the dark, taking his time with her as her heels were sinking into the grass. He pulled out a chair for her and helped scoot her in.

"What are we having today?" She brought her shoulders up a little with excitement. Her eyes glistening with wonder.

"We are having champ, soda bread and chicken," he smiled proudly. "All traditional Irish foods." He quickly dug in and Gabrielle wasn't far behind.

"What would you like to drink?" Niall stood. "I brought wine."

"Do you have whiskey?" She raised her eyebrows.

"My kind of girl," he grinned and pulled out a bottle of Jameson Irish whiskey from the cooler. "You haven't had whiskey like this."

"Perfect," she winked as she took a rather large sip. "When I was growing up, my mother was always very classy. She always had a grace and was a true lady. But I was never that way, I had my first beer at twelve and never stopped since. What can I say? I like the alcohol."

"I won't argue with you there," he nodded and brought his glass up to toast. Niall looked into her green eyes, they were so compatible. Slowly then finished their meals. They talked for hours about there childhoods and their careers. They even talked about passes relationships.

"So you've never been in love?" She sipped on her whiskey. Niall sat quietly for a second, trying to find the right words.

"I loved her, I just wasn't in love with her," Niall looked up to see the stars shinning brightly. "What about you?"

"I've never even had a boyfriend. I don't like titles or having to define what things are. I think it's fine just letting them be what they are and enjoying them while they last," she spouted into a little tangent.

"How would you if you like it or don't like it if you've never given it a chance?" Niall countered.

"I just don't think I could take that risk," she shrugged.

"Your afraid." Niall states rather than asking.

She laughed "afraid of what?"

"Love," Niall looked into her eyes very seriously before she broke eye contact.

"I'll tell you what I'm not afraid of," she said while standing up. "Kissing in the dark." She winked before stepping out of her heels and walking towards the edge of the dock. Niall watched as she slid her straps over her shoulders and slid her dress down.

"What are you doing?" Niall frowned with a smile on his face. There she was acting all crazy again.

"I'm going for swim," she stood with her back to him as she unhooked her bra and pulled down her underwear.

"It's December that water has got to be freezing. I'm surprised it isn't frozen." He shook his head back and forth. She then swan dove into the water. Niall removed his clothes and jumped right after her.

"This is fucking freezing!" Gabrielle squealed while laughing.

"Worse idea ever," Niall chuckled loudly.

"Let's get out," she cried. Niall then picked her up and carried her out of the water. After they redressed Niall pulled out some blankets from the car and started a fire.

"The original plan was to roast marshmallows and drink hot cocoa," he offered her a cup.

"I like your idea better," she scooted closer to him for warmth. Niall put and arm around her so her head was on his chest. He pulled her chin up, so she was looking at him.

"I really like you, Belcourt." Niall said softly.

"I really like you too, Horan," she whispered and closed her eyes as Niall kissed her gently.

Notes

Some more Giall for you guys! Niall is just too cute!

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