5 Days (A Nouis Short Story) BoyxBoy

Chapter Three: Day Three

Okay. Here is chapter three. Don't kill me.

Enjoy!

Jade💙

Last night was amazing. I couldn't believe it was real. I smiled like a loon while laying in my bed. I had just woken up and I had no idea where Niall was. But to be honest I was kind of sick of waking up alone. I turned on my side, but this time there was no note from Niall.

I sighed and got out of bed. I walked out of the room and around the suite. I scratched my head and ran my fingers through my feathery hair. Images of last night flooded my head. Niall and I dancing to Rainy Zurich. Me singing along to Over My Head. Niall holding me and swaying back and forth as Heartbeat echoed through the stadium.

But even with that, I was nervous. I didn't know if I was in love with him yet. And that scared me. I said I'd go if I didn't fall in love with him, and the stubbornness in me, will make me live up to that. And that scared me too. I didn't want to leave Niall. I knew he'd hurt if I did. But my pain is w-.. My pain isn't worse than what he would feel. He would have to live through life, loving me with all his heart. Knowing that no matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't just reach out and hold my hand. He couldn't come to my room to tell me something good that had happened to him. He couldn't look at me and smile because he knows that I'd smile back.

And with all that, I felt the tears rush to my eyes. Because at that exact moment, I knew how much Niall loved me. He loved me like I loved Harry. Wait. Loved? But don't I still love him? Maybe I don't. Maybe heing with Niall these past three days made me get over him. But getting over someone isn't that easy.

'For every broken hearted being. There's always another with a glue gun, ready to fix it.' My conscience rang. Was Niall the boy with the glue gun? Well Louis, it took you long enough to see. Tears still slipped over onto my cheeks, and I couldn't tell if they were happy tears, or sad ones.

The door opened and I could hear Niall's sweet voice singing.

"Ohhhh, I feel your heartbeat." He sang as he walked into the room. He had bags in his hands. But he stopped abruptly when he saw me crying.

"Louis? What's wrong love? Are you alright?" He asked frantically, dropping the bags and coming to me. I nodded.

"Tell me. What's wrong?" He said.

"I'm just scared." I whispered. He cupped my cheeks and wiped away the tears with his thumbs. I placed my hands around his waist as more tears dripped from my eyes.

"Why, what are you scared of Louis?" He asked. I closed my eyes and sobbed.

"W-what if I d-don't fall in love with you? I don't wanna leave you." I said. He swallowed.

"Then you don't. If you don't, I won't be hurt or sad. Sure I'll wish you would have fallen for me. But then I'll remember these five days. I'll remember our first date. I'll remember the concert. And I'll remember all the looks of happiness that I got to pur on your face, even for only a short time. And I'll be okay. I'll know that at least I got to be with you for this time." He said. He stared straight into my eyes. I hugged him. He kissed my head, and held me tight.

When we pulled away he wiped my eyes and smiled at me. I sniffled and forced a smile back. He brushed the hair away from my face and rested his hand on my cheek.

"I got you a present." He said with a smirk. I raised an eyebrow.

"I refuse to wear lingerie, Niall." I said. He laughed.

"No. It's not underwear. Here open it." He said. He handed me a small black box. Seeing it made me nervous. I eyed Niall.

"It isn't an engagement ring either Louis. Just open it!" He laughed. I smiled, and opened the box.