The Love Story Between Sophie Thompson And Niall Horan

Chapter 22 Our 4 Year Anniversary/ Proposal

February 28th 2015

Niall's Point Of View

Tomorrow is the day I propose to the love of my life, and I am super nervous. The boys and I are in the studio recording our fifth album when Louis comes up to me.

"Mate, you good?" he asks, a knowing smile on his face.

I look up from my guitar, trying to play it cool. "Yeah, just... you know, thinking about a few things."

Louis raises an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. "Thinking about Sophie, I bet? You're acting all jittery. You're not having second thoughts, are you?"

"No, not at all!" I quickly reassure him. "I'm just really excited. Tomorrow's a big deal."

"Right, you're proposing!" Louis exclaims, his eyes lighting up. "That's massive, Niall. You've got this. Just remember, she loves you more than anything."

I nod, feeling a mix of confidence and doubt. "I know, but what if I mess it up? What if she doesn't like the ring?"

"Trust me, mate. She'll love it. It's not just about the ring; it's about what it means. You two are perfect for each other."

He pauses for a moment, then adds, "You know, when I was thinking about proposing to Danielle, I was a wreck. I had so many ideas and plans, but I kept doubting myself. What if she didn't like my idea? But when I finally did it, all those nerves melted away the second I saw her face. It was the best decision I ever made."

"Really?" I ask, intrigued.

"Absolutely. Just be yourself and speak from the heart. That's what matters most."

His words help calm my nerves a bit. "Thanks, Lou. I really appreciate it."

"Now, let's get back to work before the others think we're slacking off," he says, clapping me on the shoulder.

As we dive back into recording, I can't help but let my mind wander to tomorrow. I picture the moment I'll get down on one knee, the look on Sophie's face, and how I hope she'll say yes. It's a whirlwind of emotions, but deep down, I know this is the right step for us.

The session goes on, but my thoughts keep drifting back to Sophie and how I can't wait to start this new chapter together. As we wrapped up our session for the day, the excitement was still buzzing in the air. I couldn't shake the anticipation, and it felt like every second dragged on. Once the recording was finished, the boys began to pack up, and I decided to take a breather outside.

I stepped out onto the balcony, the cool evening air hitting my face. I leaned against the railing, looking out over the city as the sun began to set. Thoughts of Sophie flooded my mind—her laugh, her smile, the way she lights up every room. I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

Just then, Harry joined me outside, sensing my distraction. "You okay, mate? You look like you're about to jump out of your skin."

I chuckled nervously. "Yeah, just thinking about tomorrow. You know what's happening, right?"

He grinned, leaning against the railing next to me. "You're proposing! It's a big deal. How are you feeling about it?"

"Excited, but also terrified," I admitted. "What if I mess it up? What if I forget what I want to say?"

Harry shrugged, his eyes twinkling with encouragement. "Just speak from the heart, Niall. That's all she wants. Trust me, it'll be perfect."

"Thanks, mate. It means a lot to hear that," I said, feeling a bit more reassured.