Never Forget [book one]

Chapter Three

Rosaline's POV:

Niall pulled out a cloth from his trouser's pocket, secured it around my eyes, and pulled me by my hand, leading the way.

I giggled, "Niall! Where are you taking me?"

"You'll see..." The smiled was apparent in his voice.

I begun to get tired of walking.

"Niall..." I whined, "...Are we almost there? I'm exhausted!" I was huffing from exertion.

Before I knew it, Niall'd swept me off my feet. "Niall! Put me down!" I squealed, laughing. It was bad enough that I was wearing a dress. Plus, I didn't really enjoy having my weight in someone else's hands.

After a while, I gave up, it was no use, he wasn't going to put me down.

If I was to count how many time I said his name in the last few hours, it would be more than I ever said his name throughout our whole childhood. He'd completely shattered boundaries and was very welcoming, but I would constantly call his name in warning of him moving too fast.

"We're here..." he stated, setting me onto my feet, pulling me along...

We went through a couple doors, a few stairs, and of course I wasn't allowed to take the blind fold off yet.

Where were we?

He sat me down. My hands in his..."Rosaline Marie Kendall... I know I haven't seen you in years, or kept in contact, but I'm really sorry. I chickened out, only because I was hoping you'd call me first. But that never happened," I was still blind folded, my heart palpitating.

When ever he said my first name completely, it mostly meant something was serious. What was happening?

Wait....

He better not be proposing! He couldn't be...

This is bad. My heart is literally in my throat.

Uh oh.