Act My Age

“In three hundred and sixty-five days out of the year…I really don't understand. Why did that stupid flu have to attack me today?”

“When would you like to catch a cold?”

“Actually, I don't want to be one any day!!”

One evening, the girl unexpectedly took on the role of nurse. And the sick person was none other than her boyfriend Niall James Horan.

Yesterday, the slight feeling of anxiety from the morning slowly faded. It turned into more and more chills and a headache…more and more until the boy couldn't fool himself and his girlfriend. Niall, who's always seemed to be cheerful beyond measure. He had turned into a moaning little dog and looked extremely lonely...

Even though he looked worn out from a fever But it also made her secretly kick herself hard in her heart. Because he thought he was cute.

The girl arranged for the five-foot-nine-inch man, who was dizzy and tired from a cold, to lie down on the turquoise king-sized bed that they both unanimously agreed was the best-looking in the store. Niall moaned deep in his throat.

“Darling...”

There was no response, it's true. But the young girl turned and looked at the big dog, which was lying sprawled out.

"Don't go anywhere today...stay with me."

This was an idea that even Niall knew was completely capricious and unreasonable…but in a time when he was so sick and had to be bedridden like this, The young boy couldn't help but think in a bad way that he wanted his girlfriend to take care of him and please him. A bad behavior that his girlfriend would normally wrinkle her nose at and would never accept... If the cold hit her until she was completely decomposed like this, it would have to be an exception case... maybe.

She threw a giraffe doll at him and sighed heavily.

“Niles…my father is waiting. You must be shaking your head. If I don't hurry back,” he didn't wait for an answer from the sick person. The young girl walked out of the room.

Niall tossed and turned on the bed a few more times. A strange-looking deer on a black sweater had its face distorted as well. The clock on the iPhone screen in his hand informed him that it was actually past 8:00 p.m. With… which if normally Now his girlfriend has to travel back home.

The young boy pursed his lips slightly. I thought about it and my eyes were glued to the names in the contact list on the phone screen. 'Your boyfriend's birth father', how do you plead? How can I compose my words so as not to get scolded? How to say it to look good? He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the bedroom door opening without a knock.

and a familiar voice that sounded strangely loud As soon as he saw what he was doing

“So…why are you picking up your mobile phone to play with? Now get up and eat some food and take your medicine.”

She walked back with a bowl of rice porridge and a glass of water that she had brought for him to eat. The girl didn't say that the sight of Niall suddenly turning around and looking at him with wide-eyed shock was funny. And how adorable…that flushed face made his hair look fresher and brighter than before. It stood out more than usual and was especially busy…

But that doesn't make him any less good-looking. Niall Horan is still a handsome man, perfectly matching his bright blonde locks.

"why? What are you shocked about? You won't take the medicine, right?"

“I didn't mean it like that…” The boy made a small noise. Niall had to admit that he was very happy, laughably happy to see her sweet face.

“Now get up and eat and take medicine,” the girl repeated. Niall dropped onto the bed and grabbed the blanket to cover himself. The only thing that stuck out from the soft cloth were blue eyes that were a bit watery but looked dazzling. The girl furrowed her brow and narrowed her eyes. When he shook his head, she wanted to hit him like a child being punished by his mother.

But he's already grown up and is still sick. The girl stopped her hand. She shook her head weakly and expected punishment in her heart.

“Oh, why not? Are you waiting for me to feed you?” She sarcastically didn't expect him to nod. The girl could only sigh heavily as her boyfriend's stubbornness increased to another level.

“Feed me please,” came a muffled voice from the blankets. Listening to it, it was a slightly soft and youthful voice that she was used to, but pretended to sound flirtatious until it was really worth hitting.

“You're sick, yes, but your hand doesn't hurt, right?” she teased back in a fierce tone.

“Nah? Auntie?” Both their eyes were as blue as the wide, pleading sky. She felt completely defeated. Just looking at him made her heart melt like liquid wax. ...This guy is such a cheater.

"Alright..but just this time."

“Yay!!” Niall eagerly propped himself up, half-sitting, half-lying on the bed. But when the first word passes into the mouth, it is not very palatable. He chewed slowly.

“It doesn't taste good at all. I want pizza.”

“Why did you say Asian food is so delicious? This is a popular food for sick people in my house.”

"yes! I said so And I want to go and taste those foods as well.”

“…but I think Nando's tastes better than this one.” Niall's lips curled together.

“You'll get better. I'll make something else to eat. What do you want to eat? spicy prawn soup? spaghetti? Buckle?”

“Whatever you make, I can eat it.” He relied on her to gently press a kiss to her nose. The girl pinched his nose back persistently. Niall let out a good laugh. Before raising his eyebrows slightly “Why haven't you gone home yet?”

The girl gave him another word before answering.

“My father told me to stay here today. The weather is bad,” his girlfriend replied calmly. She rolled her eyes and sighed without concealing it, as if this was a thoughtless question… before staring blankly. “Or do you want me back?” His boyfriend's answer was a shaking of his head until his bottom lip trembled.

“Are you full?” The young man nodded with a confused expression. She handed him the pills and a glass of water. Niall opened his mouth, pretending to be mischievous again. The young girl threatened him and said,

“If you don't want to eat, you'll have to get an injection.” He could only nod his head in acceptance.

“Why doesn't he make the medicine more palatable? Like delicious things, muffins, potato chips, marshmallows.” Niall scoffed as he swallowed it.

“I'll go sleep on the sofa,” the young man said as she put away the bowl he had just eaten.

“You don't have to. You sleep here...I'll find a place to sleep myself,” the girl replied without looking at him too much.

"How can I? I'm a man. I can take care of myself! I'm as strong as a penguin!” Niall argued, even though he couldn't open his eyes because of the fever.

“If you're sick like this, you'll still be stubborn. I can find my own bed.” The girl scolded him again. She placed it near the door, intending to put it away when he fell asleep. She walked back to the bed again. This time, she sat down not far from him.

“You don't have to sleep outside. You can sleep next to me on this bed. Putting a pillow in between wouldn't catch my cold," Niall insisted as he played with her hair. His mischievous hand rested on her head. which is an undisguised display of ownership

“No,” the girl answered firmly. Reach out with both hands and place them heavily. on each of Niall's shoulders

“If you sneeze or cough I'm addicted."

A handsome face The clear blue eyes darkened to the point of being frightened. She shook her head weakly. I'll give you some rice. I'll let her sleep with me. When he got sick, One Direction's Niall turned into an unpredictable five-year-old. Niall made a face. Turn around to escape the girl.

“You hate me,” the young man said in a low voice, weary and mixed with resentment. He chose to close his eyes tightly. He didn't even get to see the girl's irritated expression because the young man's expression had now changed to a slight smile of slight relief.

“I never hated you.”

"You're not worried about me."

“My girlfriend is all sick and bedridden...how could anyone not be worried?” Niall moved back with a blurred expression. Blinking your eyes at the straightforward answer that your boyfriend doesn't seem to say very often. The blond-haired young man still looked dazed with a fever. But at least… he looks somewhat relieved now.

“Besides, if I am sick, you will have to take care of me. Letting me take care of you is enough.” The girl never thought that being sick was like a deep personality. His things will pop out. In addition to being more like a child than before. Plus there's another silly thing.

“Don't be stubborn, my girlfriend.” Her voice sounded so soft it could almost be called sweet. Even though it's blurry with fever The young man twitched his lips into a small smile. A dull weight disappeared from his clear blue eyes.

“Alright.”

At a time like this… Niall found himself unable to resist or do anything other than lean in until his forehead was nestled in the crook of her shoulder. The youth moved closer to the pulse pool and secretly inhaled the faint scent. of her favorite perfume Hold her loosely around the waist. Muttering the only sentence that was in his mind right now.

"Thank you...I'm so happy."

…and that makes it warmer and gentler than any other sweet words for you.

The young girl hurriedly cleared her throat to relieve her embarrassment. Picking up Niall's giraffe doll that he had chosen, he moved to escape this frightening situation, but the other party was faster. Niall tightened his embrace a little more. The heat from the sick person radiated, but I don't know why it didn't make me feel bad at all.

“I think I'm going to propose to you without you knowing. I'll give you a surprise when we float together in a giant balloon.” Niall mumbled in his throat.

"oh! And then...like this, I already know.”

“It's okay, I'll let you choose the color of the balloon you want,” the boy replied, closing his eyes. Resting his cheek against her collarbone, heat radiated off. His sleepy expression looked so cute I almost wanted to take a photo of it.

“Wait a minute…” Niall greeted in a serious tone that sounded like he was pretending. Even though I'm sick and not as cheerful as before, the degree of naughtiness hasn't decreased at all. His blue eyes looked wet with a fever.

“There are many fans on Twitter who are trying to propose to me. Then I must have many wives.” Niall's perverted words caused anger to streak across the girl's face. before making a half smile, half scowl face at his boyfriend She slapped him harshly on the shoulder. young boy laughing

“Just kidding...anyway, right now I'm only looking at you.” He opened his eyes and looked at her.

“I will take you on a date to a very romantic place. and will sing for you.”

“So what next?”

“You are too young to know!” He raised his head and frowned. Niall's serious expression made her chuckle. Then the mischievous one straightened up and kissed her cheek hard. It's really worth hitting for once. He also hurriedly returned to hugging in the original position.

“But I wouldn't date a model. Because they're perfect. And perfect is really boring.”

“If we continue to be together, it will be good. You are with me. I will sing to you every morning with opera. I will share snacks with you often. I'll give you every last piece of potato I unwrapped!”

young girl laughing In fact, she herself was satisfied with where she was now. Keep living together It can be like this… because the rhythm of everything right now is sweet enough. Even more than she deserved.

“When we lived together until we couldn't remember the year, until…” He was silent, as if thinking. “When I was very old, very old and very fat, everywhere I went there were kids laughing and laughing. Because I am a clown in their eyes.”

“Why?” the girl asked, reaching out to touch his hand. Niall instead held her hand. The young man spoke in a muffled voice.

"Because at that time...every time I danced, I liked to move slowly, step, step, one, two, step, step. By the time I finished dancing to the first song, someone else had started the third song."

… Tenderness was conveyed silently by the hands that were clasped together and the wide smile that adorned the face. She stared at him, whose innocent eyes sparkled on his flushed face. He began to furrow his brow in confusion and worry.

“Damn it...why can't I just stop talking?” Niall unconsciously brought his face a little closer. I asked in a stressed voice. “You think I'm talking nonsense, don't you?”

She could only shake her head… whispering softly. What an ironic contrast to the sound of my heart pounding now.

"Not at all. Continue talking... Nile." It's not the first time in my life I've seen my boyfriend reveal his feelings. But it was her time to learn something. She was the only one who knew these things… It made her feel something so strange that she couldn't find the words to express it. But she was sure it was a good feeling.

He laughed softly, giving off the bright feeling he made her feel. Warm..and bright

"I know you will always understand me. I love you so much."

'Clearly cheating...' Saying something like that, how dare you say anything!

“They probably asked, Hey! Grandpa, how old are you? Why are you still dancing on the floor? But at that time, I wouldn't tell my age. No way!” He shrugged before hugging her again. Bury your face into your neck again.

“Because I will be the coolest, coolest, and most handsome grandpa!” He raised his hand casually, but the other hand still didn't let go of her waist. “I won't tell you my real age, the kids will have to guess. But I bet no one will guess correctly.”

“Because I will act the same way in ten years. Twenty years ahead I am the same old me.” The young man raised his head and raised his eyebrows. It looks really cheeky and cute.

Niall lifted his other hand from her waist to count instead. He raised his fingers and counted the sentences he spoke. The young girl secretly looked at that face with delight.

“It is me who is not allowed to buy food for myself. Because I bought too many.”

“It's me who's afraid of birds. and afraid of small spaces.”

“I'm not very good at using chopsticks.”

“Are you the same person?” she asked teasingly with a dazzling smile on her face.

"yes! I still feel the same when I'm around you.” Niall lifted his head to meet his eyes. He fakes his face in the style that he thinks is the most handsome. She laughed again.

“I like beautiful girls who are naturally beautiful. without makeup and brown eyes.” A hot hand gently touched her cheek. An action that was like touching a porcelain doll. It's too nurturing...really not good for the heart. Blue eyes stared at her without closure. Young people look into each other's eyes No one said anything. It's like eavesdropping on the other person's heartbeat to see if it's as loud as your own.

The heartbeats are synchronized, similar to being sent in Morse code. before Niall spoke up to break the silence.

“But actually, I like the way you are. Even though you're not a biliber like me. But you like to eat just like me and eat a lot. That's what makes everything work.”

“Hey!” she protested.

The sick man laughed…Niall moved his face a little closer until he could smell the scent of soap wafting from his large body. And the closeness she could never get used to made her shoulders tremble.

'That's...too close!'

The distance was so close that she could almost see her own reflection in those clear blue eyes.

"Until then...you'll forget how you feel," she argued softly.

“There's no way I'll still feel the same around you.” His chubby cheeks were bright red from his illness. She secretly convinced herself that there were other reasons as well.

She raised one eyebrow.

“No, I will still feel the same. And you too,” he insisted. “We'll be together like French angelfish, as long as you don't leave me. I won't look at anyone. No...even though you've left me. I don't know if I'll still want to look at other people at that time or not?”

“You know what? People always think you're the luckiest person in the world.” Probably because the sleepiness that was starting to creep back up from the fever that hadn't completely disappeared yet made Niall blink a few times. The girl didn't think to suspect anything. She thought she had secretly seen Niall nodding off several times.

“But really, I think I am the luckiest person in the world. To have loved you.”

“Yes,” the girl flicked the tip of the boy's red nose, as if he had changed his status from boyfriend to mildly sick person. like a fang

"Hey! I'm telling the truth,” the young man protested.

“By then I might not be able to walk. And the hair on my head fell out in clumps one by one.”

“Sounds very bad,” the girl snorted, trying not to laugh. But the face was filled with a smile. Niall reached up and played with the ends of her hair.

“But you know what? We can remain like this until the next morning.”

“We will throw bad things at you. Throw it away after the party.”

"party?"

“Yes…I will take you to dance until you forget your age. Throw away the cane Swing you around No one at the event had as much fun as us. We will be the coolest dance couple on the dance floor.”

It was like his breath hitched as he smiled again. She had completely lost to the kid from the British boy band... If she competed in this matter, she would never be able to beat him. But it wasn't that she didn't like this situation at all.

“Then you should get plenty of sleep tonight. Otherwise, you won't get rid of your cold tomorrow.”

"Yes sir. Thank you again...love you so much."

At the end of his words, his tall figure flowed down onto the bed. He spread his arms in the utmost glory. The girl could hardly hold back her smile. She guessed that he had reached his physical limit and fell asleep. The girl gave him a quick kiss. before whispering softly in your ear

“Thank you very much…I love you very much, you know that?”

Her guess was probably not completely accurate. Because even though he didn't open his eyes and respond happily to this declaration of love like he would definitely do, If his eyes were still open…but the young man wasn't completely still. The person whose kiss was stolen tried to kiss back in a sleepy manner… which only resulted in their own lips being pressed in the wrong direction. There were patches on the girl's eyelids instead of her lips.

She laughed in the back of her throat. while covering him with a blanket Make Niall's sleeping position a little more comfortable. before grabbing the patient equipment and leaving the room

And when you're alone...

The girl slowly allowed herself to blush and smile shyly. with those words later