Remember When?
Step Two: Pick a Date
Niall's POV
I wake up in the middle of the night to Clary mumbling and giggling. I lay there watching her. I poke her a couple times and she slowly opens her eyes. She glares and me then pushes me off the bed. "Hey! I was helping!" Her mope of red hair peeks over the side of the bed, still glaring at me.
"I was actually having a good dream! And that's when you decide to help? You suck Niall." Then her head vanishes. I climb back up to see her just lying there. I turn and look at her.
"Well are you going t' tell me what it was about?" She smiles and turns so we were facing each other.
"We were in that house we saw yesterday…the second one…and we were older. There were kids running about and a dog! And I was in the kitchen cooking, helping one daughter with homework. You were out back playing with the boys and the little daughter was upstairs taking a nap. I had to go get her though because she started to cry. And god she was so darling…and then you woke me up." I pull her into my chest and hold her.
"Sorry I woke you up…but then you wouldn't be able to make that dream a reality…so I helped really." She just giggles and then snuggles into me and soon falls back asleep. I'm so relieved to know that she was having a good dream. She still gets some night terrors about the accident and about losing me. I kiss her head and drift back off.
"Clary! What is happening here?" She smiles and turns around. Holy crap she is pregnant. I go over and make her come down from the ladder.
"Niall just because I am carrying a baby doesn't mean I can't hang up garland!" I smile and kiss her then climb up the ladder, then she would hand me things to hang up. After we finish with that I make her sit down.
"Niall! I am not going to break! Stop…oh that feels good…yea keep doing that…" I smile and keep on rubbing her feet.
I open my eyes to see Clary looking at me and smiling. "What? Clary why are you looking at me like that?" She just smiles at me and pecks my cheek before getting up. "No baby come back to bed…I'm cold…" She just laughs and keeps on going. I groan and roll out of bed to go follow her. I see her moving about the kitchen with grace, grabbing bowls and ingredients. We really need to find a place of our own soon. "You have that funny look again Ni…you're daydreaming." I snap out of us happily picking out where things should go in our new house.
"Just thinking…food ready?" She smiles and plops a plate right in front of me.
"Eat your heart out baby." She smirks and winks then gets herself a plate. I just smile and eat my food. Once she sits down next to my hand goes to her thigh and I squeeze. This is what I can't wait for, eating side by side at a kitchen table. Maybe coffee out in our garden…yea that sounds nice. After I finish I take our plates and wash them out. A knock sounded on my door, "I got it!" Clary gets up and runs to the door. I stop drying so I can hear. Even after all this time I am still paranoid and so overly protective of her. I move around to see her looking at this package in front of our door. Clary was just smiling though. "What? That could be a bomb and you're smiling?!"
"Oh Niall…you really need to stop watching those crazy crime shows before bed." I grunt while she bends over and picks it up. I grab it from her hands and hold it to my ear to check for ticking. Clary then grabs it and glares me.
"Well we know it's not a bomb…whose it from?" Clary then smiles and pulls out a freaking tiara. And I knew who it was from. Her grandmother…the queen…not the horse breeder/trainer. Which now really confuses me on how her parents met. "Never mind…I clearly know who it is from. Why would she send you a tiara?" Clary just looked at me like I was the stupid one. Well it's not every day someone sends you a tiara!
"It's what you wear during a royal wedding…for the bride. See a veil comes with." I look into the box and nod. Then look at her.
"I thought we decided on no royal wedding…?" She smiles and takes the box to the bedroom. "Hey that did not answer my question! Do we have to call the queen up?" She lets out a laugh and a little nose snort and I smiled at her, because god her laugh gets me every time.
"No…just tradition…my grandmother is a very proud woman…always has been. She won't let our tradition die just because we don’t have a throne anymore." She put it next to a folded American flag.
"Uh…where'd ya get that?" I point to the flag and Clary's whole body slumps. I don’t understand why.
"That's my something blue. It's all I have left…of him. So we are trying to find a way to incorporate it." She's holding it in her lap and tracing the stars. I sit down next to her and pull her into my shoulder.
"Sounds good baby…he'd be proud of you. Now this tiara thing isn't going to go to your head right? You're not going to order me around now since you're a queen?" She smiles and puts the flag by the box and shakes her head.
"No because technically you would be a king then. But since it's my throne I am the main ruler. But no I won't. You have nothing to worry about. Now let's go see this house huh?" Her eyes gleamed and I nodded letting her shower with I put away the dishes. I wonder if her mom has anymore videos from her dad that Clary hasn't seen…
Clary's POV
We are back in the car, this other house is in Camden, which isn't too far from London but it's not like right there either. It's like a 40 minute drive so Niall and I talk about the wedding. "Well when would you like it?" Niall shot down my idea of a winter wedding. I think it would be pretty with the snow and stuff. But he said no before I could even reason with him.
"Maybe like the summer?" I look at him like he's grown two heads.
"No. First of all you are gone during that time, so when the hell would we honeymoon? Second of all too hot. I would rather not sweat at my wedding." I hear Niall groan, I know he's getting fed up with me but summer wedding? C'mon man.
"Fine what about fall? I will be back by the end of September this year. We could have a late October wedding." Huh…it's not that bad of an idea…I sit there trying to picture the wedding, taking photos with the fall colors would be amazing. I snap my eyes open and find a pair of icy blue ones looking right into mine.
"I love it." He sat back and looked at me very carefully.
"Really? You have no criticism about it?" I shake my head no smiling over the colors dancing around in my head. I would like to get back to the apartment soon so I can draw the images dancing around in my head. Then just like that we pull up to the other house. This place looks obviously bigger than the other house that I love. I honestly don't see why I agreed to come out anyways…I love that house we saw yesterday. The second home we toured in Westminster. The agent for the house comes out and greets us…she's was too perky and handsy with my fiancée. Niall just shoots me a smile and winks while I glare at the agent. She has barely even looked at me. I'm thinking about waving my hand into her face, like bitch he's mine stop raping him with your eyes. She shows us the main floor which was very nice, the kitchen was a bit overkill if you ask me. It was too white…which was no good for Niall and I since we are constant spillers. Then we go upstairs. And I would just like to say, no way in hell am I filling up 8 bedrooms with kids. No way. This place it kind of too big for us right now…and ever. We hit the basement and I hate this house. Niall looks around then sees me crossing my arms. He pulls me over, "The second Westminster house?" I smile and nod eagerly. Then Niall smiles and kisses me very slowly. The agent has to clear her throat, I look at her, she's beat red. Yea suck on that. I go up to her and smile, "Well its settled. This house is too big and we are buying a different one. Thank you for showing it though." She looks shocked then Niall links our hands and off we went out the door. When we got outside I made Niall call the other agent so we could get that house. After a long talk he hangs up, "Well we will know soon. He said it could depend on how fast they reply." I just nod and feel very nervous. I really want that house. We get in the car and Niall pulls my lip from my teeth.
"Clary calm down. I'm sure we will get it okay? I offered more than what they are asking…plus it is me so come on." I laugh a bit because he was kind of true. A celebrity wanted to buy their house why would they say no? We drive into London and head to that café/bar place I used to play at. The owner greets me with open arms, "Clarissa! You have to come back…nobody can bring in crowds like you did. Ah this must be the man who stole you away from me! You keep her safe." He shakes Niall's hand and got us a table. The press and fans were swarming outside. But I focused on Niall. He was bouncing his legs and being all fidgety. "Niall stop you're shaking the whole table." He stops and frowns then looks over my shoulder.
"It's just…for once I wish we could go out and be like a normal couple." I sigh and nod then look over my shoulder, Niall grabs my hand and kisses it. Then I see the owner go out and start yelling at the people to stop banging on his glass. If they don't scram he was going to call the police. He came back in and winked at us. Niall gets up and thanks him. He comes back all happy, like normal. Our food comes and we just sit there and talk about the old times. How it's weird that everything has changed. Then his phone goes off. He looks at me and answers.
"Hello?...yea she's here too…uh a café bar place on the main drag in London…yea okay see you soon." I look at him for anything. Did we get the house?!
"Well?!"
"He's on his way over." I can feel my stomach sink. We lost the house. My dream house for the most part and we don't have it. I just nod then pick at my food until the agent gets here. After of about 10 minutes of Niall assuring me its good news, the agent appears. He smiles at us and heads over. "Well…Mr. and Mrs. Horan…congratulations! You got the house. Here are the keys and the final paperwork." I just gape at the guy, holy shit I have a house…a legit house. He leaves after we both sign the papers. Then Niall looks at me and smiles, "Here's to new memories with the most important girl in my life." He takes a swig of his beer then decides we need to get up and finish packing up his apartment. We get back to his place and I make calls to my mom, Nicole, and Penny saying we got the place and that we are moving in a week. "Oi! I'm not packing this all by me self! Get over here Clary." I smile and walk over to help him. I can't wipe the smile off my face.
"What's got you all happy?"
"You." He stops and looks at me. Then he swiftly crashes his lips into mine. The packing can wait another hour can't it?
I wake up in the middle of the night to Clary mumbling and giggling. I lay there watching her. I poke her a couple times and she slowly opens her eyes. She glares and me then pushes me off the bed. "Hey! I was helping!" Her mope of red hair peeks over the side of the bed, still glaring at me.
"I was actually having a good dream! And that's when you decide to help? You suck Niall." Then her head vanishes. I climb back up to see her just lying there. I turn and look at her.
"Well are you going t' tell me what it was about?" She smiles and turns so we were facing each other.
"We were in that house we saw yesterday…the second one…and we were older. There were kids running about and a dog! And I was in the kitchen cooking, helping one daughter with homework. You were out back playing with the boys and the little daughter was upstairs taking a nap. I had to go get her though because she started to cry. And god she was so darling…and then you woke me up." I pull her into my chest and hold her.
"Sorry I woke you up…but then you wouldn't be able to make that dream a reality…so I helped really." She just giggles and then snuggles into me and soon falls back asleep. I'm so relieved to know that she was having a good dream. She still gets some night terrors about the accident and about losing me. I kiss her head and drift back off.
"Clary! What is happening here?" She smiles and turns around. Holy crap she is pregnant. I go over and make her come down from the ladder.
"Niall just because I am carrying a baby doesn't mean I can't hang up garland!" I smile and kiss her then climb up the ladder, then she would hand me things to hang up. After we finish with that I make her sit down.
"Niall! I am not going to break! Stop…oh that feels good…yea keep doing that…" I smile and keep on rubbing her feet.
I open my eyes to see Clary looking at me and smiling. "What? Clary why are you looking at me like that?" She just smiles at me and pecks my cheek before getting up. "No baby come back to bed…I'm cold…" She just laughs and keeps on going. I groan and roll out of bed to go follow her. I see her moving about the kitchen with grace, grabbing bowls and ingredients. We really need to find a place of our own soon. "You have that funny look again Ni…you're daydreaming." I snap out of us happily picking out where things should go in our new house.
"Just thinking…food ready?" She smiles and plops a plate right in front of me.
"Eat your heart out baby." She smirks and winks then gets herself a plate. I just smile and eat my food. Once she sits down next to my hand goes to her thigh and I squeeze. This is what I can't wait for, eating side by side at a kitchen table. Maybe coffee out in our garden…yea that sounds nice. After I finish I take our plates and wash them out. A knock sounded on my door, "I got it!" Clary gets up and runs to the door. I stop drying so I can hear. Even after all this time I am still paranoid and so overly protective of her. I move around to see her looking at this package in front of our door. Clary was just smiling though. "What? That could be a bomb and you're smiling?!"
"Oh Niall…you really need to stop watching those crazy crime shows before bed." I grunt while she bends over and picks it up. I grab it from her hands and hold it to my ear to check for ticking. Clary then grabs it and glares me.
"Well we know it's not a bomb…whose it from?" Clary then smiles and pulls out a freaking tiara. And I knew who it was from. Her grandmother…the queen…not the horse breeder/trainer. Which now really confuses me on how her parents met. "Never mind…I clearly know who it is from. Why would she send you a tiara?" Clary just looked at me like I was the stupid one. Well it's not every day someone sends you a tiara!
"It's what you wear during a royal wedding…for the bride. See a veil comes with." I look into the box and nod. Then look at her.
"I thought we decided on no royal wedding…?" She smiles and takes the box to the bedroom. "Hey that did not answer my question! Do we have to call the queen up?" She lets out a laugh and a little nose snort and I smiled at her, because god her laugh gets me every time.
"No…just tradition…my grandmother is a very proud woman…always has been. She won't let our tradition die just because we don’t have a throne anymore." She put it next to a folded American flag.
"Uh…where'd ya get that?" I point to the flag and Clary's whole body slumps. I don’t understand why.
"That's my something blue. It's all I have left…of him. So we are trying to find a way to incorporate it." She's holding it in her lap and tracing the stars. I sit down next to her and pull her into my shoulder.
"Sounds good baby…he'd be proud of you. Now this tiara thing isn't going to go to your head right? You're not going to order me around now since you're a queen?" She smiles and puts the flag by the box and shakes her head.
"No because technically you would be a king then. But since it's my throne I am the main ruler. But no I won't. You have nothing to worry about. Now let's go see this house huh?" Her eyes gleamed and I nodded letting her shower with I put away the dishes. I wonder if her mom has anymore videos from her dad that Clary hasn't seen…
Clary's POV
We are back in the car, this other house is in Camden, which isn't too far from London but it's not like right there either. It's like a 40 minute drive so Niall and I talk about the wedding. "Well when would you like it?" Niall shot down my idea of a winter wedding. I think it would be pretty with the snow and stuff. But he said no before I could even reason with him.
"Maybe like the summer?" I look at him like he's grown two heads.
"No. First of all you are gone during that time, so when the hell would we honeymoon? Second of all too hot. I would rather not sweat at my wedding." I hear Niall groan, I know he's getting fed up with me but summer wedding? C'mon man.
"Fine what about fall? I will be back by the end of September this year. We could have a late October wedding." Huh…it's not that bad of an idea…I sit there trying to picture the wedding, taking photos with the fall colors would be amazing. I snap my eyes open and find a pair of icy blue ones looking right into mine.
"I love it." He sat back and looked at me very carefully.
"Really? You have no criticism about it?" I shake my head no smiling over the colors dancing around in my head. I would like to get back to the apartment soon so I can draw the images dancing around in my head. Then just like that we pull up to the other house. This place looks obviously bigger than the other house that I love. I honestly don't see why I agreed to come out anyways…I love that house we saw yesterday. The second home we toured in Westminster. The agent for the house comes out and greets us…she's was too perky and handsy with my fiancée. Niall just shoots me a smile and winks while I glare at the agent. She has barely even looked at me. I'm thinking about waving my hand into her face, like bitch he's mine stop raping him with your eyes. She shows us the main floor which was very nice, the kitchen was a bit overkill if you ask me. It was too white…which was no good for Niall and I since we are constant spillers. Then we go upstairs. And I would just like to say, no way in hell am I filling up 8 bedrooms with kids. No way. This place it kind of too big for us right now…and ever. We hit the basement and I hate this house. Niall looks around then sees me crossing my arms. He pulls me over, "The second Westminster house?" I smile and nod eagerly. Then Niall smiles and kisses me very slowly. The agent has to clear her throat, I look at her, she's beat red. Yea suck on that. I go up to her and smile, "Well its settled. This house is too big and we are buying a different one. Thank you for showing it though." She looks shocked then Niall links our hands and off we went out the door. When we got outside I made Niall call the other agent so we could get that house. After a long talk he hangs up, "Well we will know soon. He said it could depend on how fast they reply." I just nod and feel very nervous. I really want that house. We get in the car and Niall pulls my lip from my teeth.
"Clary calm down. I'm sure we will get it okay? I offered more than what they are asking…plus it is me so come on." I laugh a bit because he was kind of true. A celebrity wanted to buy their house why would they say no? We drive into London and head to that café/bar place I used to play at. The owner greets me with open arms, "Clarissa! You have to come back…nobody can bring in crowds like you did. Ah this must be the man who stole you away from me! You keep her safe." He shakes Niall's hand and got us a table. The press and fans were swarming outside. But I focused on Niall. He was bouncing his legs and being all fidgety. "Niall stop you're shaking the whole table." He stops and frowns then looks over my shoulder.
"It's just…for once I wish we could go out and be like a normal couple." I sigh and nod then look over my shoulder, Niall grabs my hand and kisses it. Then I see the owner go out and start yelling at the people to stop banging on his glass. If they don't scram he was going to call the police. He came back in and winked at us. Niall gets up and thanks him. He comes back all happy, like normal. Our food comes and we just sit there and talk about the old times. How it's weird that everything has changed. Then his phone goes off. He looks at me and answers.
"Hello?...yea she's here too…uh a café bar place on the main drag in London…yea okay see you soon." I look at him for anything. Did we get the house?!
"Well?!"
"He's on his way over." I can feel my stomach sink. We lost the house. My dream house for the most part and we don't have it. I just nod then pick at my food until the agent gets here. After of about 10 minutes of Niall assuring me its good news, the agent appears. He smiles at us and heads over. "Well…Mr. and Mrs. Horan…congratulations! You got the house. Here are the keys and the final paperwork." I just gape at the guy, holy shit I have a house…a legit house. He leaves after we both sign the papers. Then Niall looks at me and smiles, "Here's to new memories with the most important girl in my life." He takes a swig of his beer then decides we need to get up and finish packing up his apartment. We get back to his place and I make calls to my mom, Nicole, and Penny saying we got the place and that we are moving in a week. "Oi! I'm not packing this all by me self! Get over here Clary." I smile and walk over to help him. I can't wipe the smile off my face.
"What's got you all happy?"
"You." He stops and looks at me. Then he swiftly crashes his lips into mine. The packing can wait another hour can't it?
Notes
I HAVE ONLY TWO MORE CHAPTERS TO WRITE THEN THIS STORY IS OVER.
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