"How are you liking Ireland?" Bobby asks me as I take a seat at the table.

"It's wonderful so far! I'm excited to explore more of it in the next few days." I glance at Niall with a secretive smile. His back is to me but once he turns around with a bowl in his hand he winks at me and takes a seat across the table with his dad at the head. Once again I'm asked a bunch of questions about me and my family but this time it doesn't feel so intrusive. Bobby seems more relaxed than Maura was, maybe because they talked about the lunch after she met me. Does that mean they approve of me?

"Want to go for a stroll?" Niall asks me as he's wiping the surface of the counters clean. I reach up into the cabinet putting the last dish away then look at him.

"I almost want to nap after that meal, I'm so full." I laugh rubbing my belly.

Niall chuckles then steps towards me entrapping my body in the corner of the kitchen, everything starts to buzz at his proximity. "Come on its beautiful out... and walking is good for digestion." He adds while shifting closer. My arms lift up to his shoulders, his intense gaze says he wants to do more than just go for a walk but Bobby is still here for a bit so I think the walk will take our minds off of our... temptations.

We stare into each other's eyes, I'm contemplating if it's worth the risk and I don't know what Niall's thinking. But after a moment I give in by looking away first then cross my arms, "Fine." I can't say no to those blue eyes. Plus it would be awkward if we got caught doing stuff in Niall's dads home.

Niall was right though it is gorgeous today, the sky is clear and it's warmer than it has been since I got here. I'm glad it turned out nice. I grab Niall's hand as we walk outside feeling the most at ease I've been with Niall.

Because Mullingar is a small town it takes us less than 20 minutes to walk from Bobby's house to the city centre. The small town streets are bustling with people coming in and out of the stores and restaurants. There's some citizens that greet Niall as we walk past, some add small talk. Everyone seems friendly here and not over bearing which is nice. They would regard me as well and ask how I am.

We continue down the road until Niall stops walking and looks up at a building so I do the same. "We should eat here tonight." He suggests with a small smile as he tilts his head to the side.

The outside of the pub is aged, the paint is chipped and the wood pillars have turned a darkish colour and they appear to be smooth from the years of sun and rain. No lights are on inside but I spot a person, a middle aged man with a long grey beard, behind the bar sorting through some things probably getting ready to open the place soon, he must be the owner or a manager. There's TVs sparsely hung from the ceiling and there's two pool tables in the far back.

"Looks interesting!" I glance at Niall with a smirk. "Do you go to this pub often?"

Niall nods his head leading me back on to the sidewalk. "Yeah it's my favourite sports pub in town, I thought it'd be nice to show you." That's so sweet! We continue walking for another hour or so, with Niall making sure that we visit some quirky stores incase I want to buy some souvenirs. The last place we hit was a used bookstore and no surprise I bought a couple books, I had to, even Niall bought something then we decided to head back to Bobby's to relax for a little while until the pub opens at 5.

Later that evening when the pub opens Niall comes up to a man around our age right away and starts talking to him, they seem to know each other well. I wasn't really surprised when the man I saw earlier greets Niall with a huge smile and Niall even introduces me as his girlfriend. Still not used to that title!

"Oh well it's nice to meet ya Jordyn! The name is Connor, I own this joint." He wipes his hands on his apron hanging around his waist then moves it out in front of him for me to shake it.

"It's a pleasure Connor, you have an awesome pub." Connor nods with a beaming smile and offers us the first round of drinks on the house. I feel Niall's hand slide down to my lower back to signal me to move. We take a half circle booth near the back where the pool tables are which is nice because we are tucked away from most people and prying eyes, not that I'm worried about prying eyes in this town. Niall obviously comes here a lot because he knows the older man and some patrons pretty well.

"Do you play pool?" I ask Niall after ordering our food.

He peeks up from his phone with wide eyes. "No not really, have you?"

I shrug my shoulders slightly feeling the corners of my lips quirk up. "I've played a couple times over the years." I'm going to kick your ass if you agree to play! I try my hardest not to smile but I think Niall catches on because he just nods along. "Right, well if you want we can play a round after we eat."

"Sweet!" I beam at him then take another sip of my drink. I don't know what's in it but Niall chose well, I'm already feeling a buzz.

After my last bite I take a swig of my drink then lean back to stretch my stomach out, "I'm stuffed! I think I gained like 5 pounds since I got here!"

Niall laughs then wipes his mouth with a napkin. "Like you could, you eat just about as much as I do and you're still so small."

I snort. "Yeah you can thank my dad for my metabolism."

Niall eyes me and his face softens. "Well thank you Mr. Hensen." He then leans forward slowly so I do the same and our lips connect for a moment but it makes me feel giddy for some reason. "Do you want to try some pool now?"

Hell yeah! I bob my head excitedly, he starts to laugh then stands up, grabs his beer and saunters over to a pool table closest to the wall. I take a sip of my drink and follow him to the table. He puts in some change into a slot on the table and the balls roll out from underneath onto a little tray. As I'm grabbing the cues Niall asks me if I know the rules. I laugh at his question because although I've played a lot in college, I actually don't know any of the official rules!

"No I don't," I tell him with a shrug, "whenever I play though, whoever wants to break first will do so then if they get a ball in then they can choose solids or stripes. Then whoever gets all their balls in the pockets first wins. Obviously. And if you sink the 8 ball before that then you lose."

"Okay sounds easy enough." Niall remarks with a devilish grin. I pass him the cue and he replies, "Thank you, and since I'm a gentleman, ladies go first." He bows his head low like he's a servant from the 1600's.

"Well thank you Sir Niall." I say in my best British accent then do a pretend curtsy which makes him laugh. He's so adorable! I can't help but smile or laugh whenever he laughs.

Niall lets me set up the balls so I can break. I place the white ball in the centre then lean down so I'm eye-level with the table to line up my shot. I'm about shift my arm back to start the game when Niall stands directly behind me. "What are you doing?" I question him after clearing my throat.

"Just want to see how you do it." He replies simply. Ha! I know what he's doing the little stinker. He's trying to distract me...

I wiggle my butt ever so slightly against him, "Better grab a pen and paper." Then I thrust my shooting arm forward breaking the balls. I sink three stripes and one solid. Yes! Niall hasn't moved so I slowly straighten my upper body so I'm flush against his. "I'll be stripes." I tell him in my best sultry voice. I spin around to a hot as hell smoulder. Damn! He doesn't say anything so I slide to the left so I can continue on with my turn before I tackle him.

"How much did you say you've played?" Niall asks with a raised brow as I sink my last stripe and moving onto the 8 ball.

I smile at him sheepishly. "There may or may not have been a pool table in my dorms building and we may or may not have played almost every night."

"You stayed in a dorm?"

"Yeah for two school years, the courses I needed in order to get into the one I'm taking this October was in a different town."

Niall rests his hands on the edge of the table and leans forward. "That sucks, how was staying in a dorm?"

I shrug. "It wasn't so bad, it was a small campus and I was only about 4 hours from my home town so I could come home on the weekends and holidays."

Niall nods staring down at the green felt. "I've always wondered what it would be like to go to college."

"You definitely meet a lot of different people but it can be stressful." I laugh when I remark on those crazy late night studying sessions. Exam week was madness.

Niall glances up at me with a small smile. "Yeah I bet." He stands up and points to the 8 ball. "Well carry on so you can beat me... fibber." That last word he adds with a smirk. Hehe.

We drink and play for a couple more hours, I let him win a game just to make things a little lighter. Then we stumble back to Bobby's house sometime around 1.

"You are a bad influence on me Horan." I slur out as he fiddles with the keys. "I definitely drank more tonight than I did in Scotland."

"Is that so?" Niall finally manages to open the door and falls in landing on his side. We both start laughing then Niall shushes me as he leans on his elbow to look at me. "I think you are the bad influence here lass... I had a lot to," he hiccups, "to drink too."

Is his accent thicker? "Well... I think it's Europe's fault." I wave my hand in the air. This feels funny... I keep my arms flailing about but stop when Niall asks what I'm doing. I glance down at him still laying on the floor then grip the frame of the door on both sides and carefully step over Niall and into the house.

I hover over his head and squat down slightly almost losing my balance in the process. "Do you," I start giggling. "Do you need assistance Mr. Horan?"

Niall rolls to his side and grabs my hand that I offered him. "Thank you beautiful." He grins at me then wraps his arms around my waist when he stands up.

I put my finger on his lips. "Nooo... you're beautiful!" My hand drops out of the way so I can smooch him. This one feels sloppy on both ends... But I don't care!

He starts giggling while our mouths are still connected which makes me start to giggle. "Okay we have to be quiet when we go up the stairs, I don't want me Dad to wake up." He whispers when he pulls away first.

I nod, "Okay." I say in a hushed tone then dramatically tiptoe towards the stairs, I probably look like a demented T- Rex, which must look funny because Niall is giggling even more. Before I take my first step up I focus on the stairs ahead of me and they start to sway and tilt that they start to look like the moving stairs from Hogwarts. Oh shit, how am I going to accomplish this?! My hand automatically moves to the wall on my right and finds a railing. Thank fuck...

"Come on Jordyn." Niall quietly orders behind me.

I swat my freehand behind me failing to hit him, "Don't pressure me!" I whine, then a sharp nip hits my butt. A squeak escapes my mouth following a fit of laughs from Niall.

"I don't mind looking at your arse but I really want to go to my room! And I have to piss like a race horse!"

When I reach the top he's going to be sorry! I slowly move forward grabbing onto the railing with both hands now.

Finally we made it to the room without disturbing Bobby, Niall has disappeared into the bathroom and when he returns he closes the door behind him and steps over to me with hooded eyes. "Feeling tired?" He asks with a low voice. My body responds making me sober, slightly, and wanting him. We must have been there long if he's like this now...

I shake my head side to side slowly and close the distance between us. "Not at all." I tell him while sliding my arms over his shoulders letting are bodies collide softly.

"Good." He replies into my ear then skims his lips over my jaw making my mouth part as my breath starts to quicken. My hands find the sides of his face and I pull him in so I can kiss him again.

After a moment of teasing him with my tongue I pull back to look him in the eyes. I wave my finger in front of him with a sly smirk then place my hand in the middle of his chest to push him back until he hits the bed and sits down reluctantly. A hint of curiosity strikes his face but he obliges as I take a step back from him.

I grab the hem of my sweater starting my strip tease for him, I feel so alive right now as he's watching me and clearly getting aroused at my little show. He lets out a low, "Damn." as I slide my pants off showing off my recently bought underwear, I had to get something a little nicer if I'm going to spend more nights with Niall.

Niall hasn't seen me fully naked yet and now is the perfect opportunity... I'm about to undo my bra when Niall stands up suddenly. "Wait."

I tilt my head in confusion and watch him start to undress clumsily. "What are you doing?" I ask him once he's only in his underwear as well.

He shrugs with a shy smile. "I didn't want you to be the only one that's naked." He tells me while pulling me towards the bed. "That was hot as fuck." Then grips me from behind my neck pulling me into him, our lips crashing into each other in a heated drunken need for one another.

His hot breath washes over me as I run my hands up his thighs slowly reaching up to his hardening length. He lets out a low groan when I stroke it, up and down each passing second he gets harder. I push into him slightly and we move as one to the head of the bed and I shift my body on top of his and start grinding on him.

I lift my head up to give us a breather and to tie my hair up in a bun so it doesn't get in the way. "Fuck.." Niall moans, he runs his hand over his underwear then on mine. "You're so wet." He comments while rubbing his fingers over the wet spot on my underwear. My eyes close as his finger encircles my sensitive spot and my hips start to move in the same motion.

He stops his sensual teasing suddenly and reaches behind me to undo my bra. I start to giggle when the strap doesn't unhook. "Niall." I lean back to gaze at him. There's fire and desire in his eyes and fuck it's hot. "It unhooks in the front."

Niall's face softens and gives me a lopsided grin. "Oh." He grabs the two pieces on each side and unhooks them but doesn't take my bra off quite yet. "Success!" He beams at me. I put my hand up to my mouth to muffle my laughter. Niall gazes at my chest, his hands hovering over the sides with hesitation then he peeks up at me. "I have condoms in my nightstand."

Oh! He wants to do it tonight! I mean I'm not complaining, I've been waiting for this for so long!

"I'm on birth control too." I say after biting my lip.

A devilish smile grows across his face and he continues taking my bra off. "Good." He groans into my mouth. "I've wanted this since you stayed the night at my flat." Me too!

    "You better hurry up or I'm leaving without you." Niall informs me trying to sound serious as he's rushing out the door. "Yeah right." I yawn while stretching but before I can even sit up he's left the room. 

   "Wait!" I yell to him moving to the edge of the bed and follow behind him. The house is silent like my hearing is almost muffled as I pad down the stairs, Niall's nowhere to be found in the dark house so I assume he's outside already waiting for me. I step over to the door to open it and I'm met with dozens of flashing lights.

I lift up my arms to shield my face from the blinding lights and I try to step back but there's a wall behind me. I'm trapped.

Drifting voices overlap each other so I can't make out what they are saying, as the white lights close in my vision becomes distorted making everything melt together my world becomes disjointed just like the voices. My panic starts to build so I frantically look for Niall. "Niall!" I call out to him but my voice cannot he heard over the strobing lights as they repeat my name over and over again. I try calling out again but it's cut off, I clutch at my throat in an effort to regain my voice but it's not coming back, I'm helpless in an endless ocean of blinking orbs. Jordyn, Jordyn, Jordyn. JORDYN! The last voice sounds familiar, it's comforting...

A sudden force jolts my shoulders clearing my blurry vision and the lights vanish instantly allowing me to see the dimly lit street appear from the background.

Niall's POV

I spin Jordyn around and her face is expressionless. "What are you doing out here?" When she doesn't respond I grab her arm lightly and lead her back into the house. She's starting to shiver from the cold air because all she has on is her oversized shirt.

Jordyn's quiet as she looks around us then blinks up at me. "I... I don't know. I was following you, you weren't downstairs so I went outside to see if you were out there. But these flashing lights stopped me. They just encircled me and I couldn't find you..." she tells me as she wraps her arms around herself.

I heard her stir and mutter something then say my name, I just thought she was sleep talking but then she got up. "I thought you were going to the bathroom but I heard you scream my name and I found you down here. I think you slept walked Jordyn."

Her mouth forms an 'O' shape as she cups her face. "I slept walked... I haven't done that in years. It was so vivid though." She looks so shaken by the experience so I pull her in for a tight hug. "It's okay." I stroke her soft hair. "It was just a dream." The wall in front of me illuminates from a source behind us. "Is everything alright?" My dad asks from the top of the stairs, he looks half asleep by the way his eyes are squinting. I loosen my grip around Jordyn to turn to him. "It's fine dad." I tell him waving my hand dismissively. He nods scratching the back of his head then retreats to his room turning off the light when he reaches it making it dark again.

Jordyn's rubbing her eyes when I turn to her. "Come on, let's go back to bed." I suggest grabbing her hand.

"Okay." She nods then walks slowly behind me.

We crawl into my bed and she has her back turned to me, I gradually shift my body so it's right up against hers. Her petite body fits perfectly with mine and she's ice cold. I rest my arm over her waist and she snakes her hand under mine then she sighs deeply. "Sorry I woke you."

"I don't mind. I just want you to be safe." I mumble into her hair while stroking the top of her hand with my thumb. I would never forgive myself if she got hurt in some way.

"Thank you Niall." She says softly after kissing my hand. I smile to myself snuggling up to her more so my body is flush against her. Then I lay as still as possible so Jordyn can fall asleep first.

It's so quiet this time of night and all I can hear is Jordyn's slow breathing as she quickly falls asleep. What did she dream about that scared her so much. She mentioned something about flashing lights... Did she mean paparazzi?

My lids become too heavy so I let them close on their own. Jordyn has fallen asleep now and knowing that she's safe in my arms lets me drift off too. I think shes fine now...

"...I love you...."

Jordyn is sleeping soundly in front of me with her face towards me. Her dark long lashes curl up into her nicely shaped brows and her full lips are slightly parted as she breathes slowly. Should I ask her about her dream? It kind of concerns me that she had a nightmare about it... I thought she handled our first encounter with the pap in Dublin quite well, I guess subconsciously it freaked her out which is completely understandable. Yesterday was great and not to mention last night/this morning was phenomenal... I need to talk to her about this nightmare of hers.

When I roll onto my back to stare at the ceiling and wait for Jordyn to wake up, she stirs and shifts her arm sliding it across my chest and cuddles up to me. I shift a bit so I can see her face better but I think that woke her because once I'm settled her eyes flutter open. "Morning." I smile at her.

Her face lights up when our eyes meet then she rests her chin on my side. "Morning."

"Did you have a good sleep?"

Her brows knit together while skimming her fingers through my chest hair, "Yes and no."

I chuckle and slide my upper body so we are sitting up. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"I guess so." She sighs as she pulls up the covers and glances at me. "Before the dream it was amazing and after the dream I had a good sleep." She's avoiding the subject...

I give her a look and when she doesn't proceed further I comment on why she's having nightmares not dreams about paparazzi.

She shakes her head. "I don't know probably because deep down it scared the shit of me. That dream was so vivid, and what I do know is that I don't want to face paparazzi without you beside me."

My stomach flips when she says that. "They won't hurt you Jordyn and as long as you're with me that will never happen," I tell her with a tight grip on her hand. "plus it'll take them a while to figure out where to find you on your own and once that happens you should be more accustomed to them." They don't know where she's from, just that she lives in Canada and Canada is big and she's from a small town. It'll be a while before they find out.

"Awesome." She says with a roll of her eyes and slumps back into the headboard with her arms crossed.

I can't help but chuckle at her sarcasm. "Perks of dating a celebrity," we share a smile, "it'll be fine." I add after.

"I hope you're right." She sighs then stares off into space.

"Come on." I order while slapping her thigh then crawl out of bed to put on my sleep pants. "We should start getting ready."

"Ready for what?"

I lean on her side of the bed, "Just get dressed, I'll get the breakfast started while you get dressed." Then give her a chaste kiss on the lips.

I've started mixing the ingredients for our omelettes when Jordyn pads down the stairs and pokes her head in the kitchen. "Hey." I greet her with a huge smile then spin around to return to my work.

"What you cooking?" She questions sneaking up behind me and moves her arms around my waist. Before I can answer she shifts her head to look at our soon to be breakfast. "Omelettes." She comments a little flatly.

"You don't like omelettes?" I question her, regretting my choice for breakfast.

"I do! I love omelettes!" Jordyn laughs then moves to my right. "Sorry if it came out rude, I'm just a little tired still."

"Okay good." I chuckle. "It's no big deal just sit and relax, breakfast is almost done anyway."

She wasn't lying when she said she loved omelettes, once she's done she rests her elbows on the table and watches me intently. "So what's your plan for us today?"

"Guess." As she contemplates what my plans are I drum my fingers on the table but she gives up so I tell her where I'm taking her this afternoon.

"We're going golfing?" Her face lights up.

When we finish our breakfast Jordyn stubbornly offers to clean up so I go back upstairs to quickly shower and change my clothes before we go golfing. I wonder how good she is at golfing, she hid the truth about how much pool she played.

After I'm done I trot down to the living room and find Jordyn sitting cross legged on the couch looking through a big book. Her head lifts up to the sound of my footsteps approaching her and a grin spreads across her face. "What you looking at?"

Her smile grows wider when she clutches the book to her chest. "A photo album," how did she find that? "your dad showed it to me before he left." She explains like she read my mind.

"Oh no." Of course my dad would show this to her, he just loves to embarrass me.

"Oh yes." She giggles and flips to a page of me when I was young and wearing only a cowboy hat and boots. "I found a nakey pic of baby Niall."

"Oh god!"

Your POV

Niall managed to steal the book away from me and get me out of the house before I can find more embarrassing photos of little Niall so we can go golfing. Baby Niall is so cute! About 15 minutes of driving later we arrive at the golf course. It's gorgeous country out here, clear blue skies making the landscape even greener and it's just flat that you can see for miles.

"Ooh can I drive the golf cart?" I ask Niall as he pays for the rentals. I offered to pay for my clubs but noo! We only have so much time together that I didn't bother arguing... much.

Niall laughs at my plead to drive then nods his head. "Fine." He scoffs then he points a finger at me before he hands the keys over. "Oh and before we start, have you played at all? How good are you at this sport? And don't fib!"

I laugh and put my hands up innocently. "I only play a couple times a year with my dad and sister for Father's Day and his birthday so I'm not good at all." He gives me a pointed look, "Honest." I add.

"Okay, good." He places the keys in my open hand and mumbles under his breath as he walks out the door. "I won't have to worry about being humiliated this time."

"Aw poor baby!" I snicker following behind him after I grab my golf bag.

He's on his phone while waiting in the cart for me so I put my bag on the back then get in on the drivers side to start it up. "So where's the first hole?"

He points over to the teeing off area for the first hole which is only a few metres away from the main office.

We pull up just on the perimeter of the shortly cut grass and pile out. Niall is in serious mode right now as he grabs the driver, a ball and a tee so I do the same following him to the tee off point. He sticks the tee between the two stakes that are the furthest from the front and looks to me. "Okay show me how you hold the club." Oh! Okay! I do as he says just like how my dad told me. Niall inspects my form then nods.

"Your dad taught you well, you just got to relax your wrists a bit." He reaches over grasping my wrists and shifts them slightly downwards. "Now let's see your swing." Niall instructs after he places a ball on a tee in front of me then stands back a bit and watches me carefully with crossed arms. He's so serious about this! Why am I nervous?!

I lick my lips while keeping my eye on the ball, I make sure my feet are spaced evenly apart and pointed to the ball as well as being perpendicular to where I want the ball to go. I bend my knees slightly lifting my arms back for the swing, still looking at the small white ball, then I let my arms drop down. Miraculously the club hits the ball sending it a couple metres onto the fairway. Yes! I can't believe I hit it on the first try! Usually it takes me a couple times to hit it.

"Nice swing!" Niall claps. "You just need more power to your driver then you'll be even better!"

I glance up at him with a huge smile. "I know I have to work on that but that drive is one of my better ones."

Niall nods smiling at me then steps over to me, "Here, get into your stance again." I do as he says and he adjusts my arms so that they are straighter and a little higher than I had initially had them. "You want to lean into it too as you bring your swing down and make sure you follow through to really send it.

"Ok." I nod smiling to myself. He goes back to his ball and tells me to watch him. Niall looks like a serious golfer, he's got his golf shoes on and is wearing shorts with a matching navy polo. He's also wearing the black hat that he bought in Milan and aviators. He looks so hot right now! After a moment of adjusting his position he swings his club, I watch the tiny white ball fly into the blue sky and drop at over the halfway point of the fairway. No competition here... "Nice one." I comment.

He turns back to me with a triumphant smile and heads to the cart as do I. "Do I have to hit my ball again?" I question him as I drive towards my ball first since it's closest to us.

Niall laughs. "Well that is the point of the game Jordyn."

I shake my head and laugh too. "No I mean can I just pick it up and drop it to where your ball landed? Or at least somewhere closer to the green?"

"But that's no fun and you won't get much practice if you do that."

"We are playing 18 holes! We are going to be here for a while if I have to hit it all the way." I tell him as I get out of the cart grabbing my driver club again.

He leans over and rests his arm on the back of my seat and shrugs. "You won't get better if you always do that though." He looks at me sternly. I mirror his expression and he rolls his eyes with a smirk.  "Just do it for a while and if you take too long then you can pick up your ball, we are in no rush."

"Fine." I sigh then get ready to swing.

Okay! I'm so sorry! This took way to long to publish and I hope you are all still here! Stay Beautiful!