Eternal Love [A Niall Horan Fanfic]

I can't

Harry seems hesitant to speak to my lifeless, blotchy faced self bundled under the covers.

"Ni, -" he began whispering, only to be interrupted by me cutting him off almost instantly.

"Harry, don't. Call. Me. That." Through the sniffles, I managed to speak. Bella called me that, she came up with the nickname. He didn't need an explanation as to why, he understood.

"Niall, the boys and I can't stand seeing you like this anymore lad, you can't live like this" his deep, slow tone was soothing, almost comforting.

I noodled slightly, signalling the worried boy next to me to continue.

"We thought it would be nice to go to the club or something, maybe try to meet other-"

"NO HARRY, NO." I jumped up quickly, not allowing him to finish the thought.

"HARRY THERE IS NO WAY IM GOONG TO TRY TO MEET OTHER GIRLS. I LOVE HER." The curly haired boy's eyes burned into mine.

I dug once more into the right hand pocket of my onesie, searching for the smooth box. After fishing through the pocket for a moment I pulled my hand out, tossing the box next to Harry.

Harry sat there frozen, with a shocked look on his face. Small puddles of water began to form in the eyes of the naive boy. His head slowly began to move up to look into my eyes, never placing a single finger on the box, having full knowledge of what it was.

"I'm so sorry Niall, I-We we just didn't know you were so serious about B-"

I cut the trembling boy off once again, almost out of habit.

"I know Harry, nobody knew. It was supposed to be a complete surprise. I love Bella, Harry. She is the only one for me. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with my beautiful princess. I can't move on now, or ever. I'm sorry, please just go. Tell the boys, so they don't bother me about the same shit. I'm not doing it. " the anger grew I my voice, my teeth clenched. I stopped myself before becoming angry at Harry once again. I had to remind myself that all he wanted to do was help.

"I understand, I love you Niall. We are always here for you. " his voice shook more and more with every word spoken out of his mouth.

I curled up once again, returning to my only sense of warmth.

Bella's POV

Here I will remain, forever 19 and helpless to everything below.

"Niall, he-he wanted to marry me and spend the rest of his life with me. " I allow my mind to softly whisper.

Niall deserves something so much better for him than me and what I could've had with him.

"You weren't meant to to die." My mind takes over once again, speaking only the truth.

Everything is decided before you are even born, you're whole life. Every smile. Every tear. Every laugh. Every moment. Every heartbreak. Everything, even you're death. My whole life, I lived to die at the age of 19.

This, is just a sign to Niall that he is too blind to see. Him and I we were never meant to be together forever.

"I know Harry, nobody knew. It was supposed to be a complete surprise. I love Bella, Harry. She is the only one for me. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with my beautiful princess. I can't move on now, or ever. I'm sorry, please just go. Tell the boys, so they don't bother me about the same shit. I'm not doing it. " poor Harry.

Niall is letting out his anger on Harry. He has been in seclusion for over a week now, the boys bring him some food everyday. The only time he gets up is to go to the washroom.

"Niall needs to move on soon." I think to myself with much pain.

"He need to live the happy life that he was intended to... or maybe, just maybe this is exactly what was supposed to happen to him, maybe this was planned as well." The thought occurs to me that his life was just as much planned as mine was and there really is nothing anybody can do to change what is happening.

Once I thought about it more I realized.

Nialls happiness isn't in my hands, or his.

It has already been decided.