Be Mine Tonight (A Niall James Horan FanFiction) *ON HOLD*

Chapter 4

Heather's POV

            Niall asked if he could call me princess. Niall James Horan, born on 9-13-93 at 8:04 am at Credit Valley Hospital, asked me Heather Jane Balough to be his princess!!! I couldn't exactly contain my excitement at this point. So I decided it would be a good idea to get wide eyed, with a really creepy smile, and scream :

"YES YES A MILLION TIMES YES!". Shit, I said that one out loud didn't I?

Oh well, I mean who wouldn't react in a similar way to Niall asking you to be his princess? It's really weird because I know everything about him, but he doesn't know a thing about me.

In a strange way I like it this way. It's like I'm a mystery, and it seems like he really wants to figure me out.

"Um okay, Princess." He said really akwardly, "When do we get to leave?".

"Well, first I'll ring in the nurse." I said.

"Why would you ring in the nurse?" He asked. God, his Irish accent is like sex to my ears.

"I'll tell her that after a wwek and a half of deep hibernation that you're awake." I told him. I then clicked a button quite like a doorbell, next to my bed, and not even a minute later a nurse walked in the room.

"You rang? Oh! Mr. Horan you're awake!" she said, her eyes look like they're going to pop out of her head. "Here let me sit you up, and-" Niall cut her off

"I'm fine!, just when can I get out of here?" he snapped.

"let me bring in the doctor, and we'll see." she said in a hushed voice.

"alright then."

"Niall, you really want to get out of here like now, don't you?" I asked him.

"Well yeah, don't you?" He asked me. I accually really didn't want to leave, I wanted to be with him.

"Yeah, I guess so." I lied. "Being here just waiting is kinda boring."

"Waiting? what are you waiting for?" Niall looked really confused. Oh, how the hell do I answer him? Am I supposed to tell him the truth, and say that I was watching him sleep waiting for him to wake up?

"Um, I was waiting for you. I didn't want some random creepy person in the room with you. Well I'm a creepy random person, but I didn't want a different random creepy person with you." I blurted out.

"Okay then, princess you might want to get some rest."

"Good idea Nialler! Can I call you that?"

"Sure, I guess so." he said satisfied. Just then the doctor came in.

"Hello, you can both leave tomorow, all of your surgeries are finished, but we just want you to get one more good nights rest understood?" the doctor said.

"understood." Niall, and I said in unionship. Then the doctor left.

For the next two hours we did nothing but talk to eachother.

I was proud to call myself Niall's princess.