One Shots [Niam]

Funeral

SHIP: Niam

WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS: Death

Niall's Pov:

I went to a funeral today. While the piano played and people gathered in the room, I closed my eyes and imagined what if it were me in the casket.

I imagined myself looking over the church piers while the same pianist played. No one sat in any of the seats. Each row after row laid empty. After a second, the doors in the back were pushed open slowly. I saw Liam walk out of them.

He wiped his tears from the corner of his eye with his sleeve. I could tell he could barely keep it together. He picked his head up and walked slowly down the aisle.

"We were supposed to walk down this aisle, hand in hand in a couple months." He paused. "We were supposed to get married soon." He sat down in a pier in the middle of the section. "We were supposed to be together forever. But instead..." He covered his mouth with his hand. "I guess were not..." Tears swelled in his eyes again. "Isn't it ironic. I was supposed to wear this suit on our wedding day."

Liam took a deep breath. He looked up from the floor to the casket. He continued to walk over to it slowly. With a hand pressed against my casket he whispered "I will always love you. Even after you're gone. My heart will always belong to you because without you, I am nothing."

The piano stopped playing and my eyes opened. I looked up at the priest. "Today we are gathered here to lay Liam Payne to rest."