It's been over an hour since your plane landed and you have been waiting out in the designated pick up area. There was no sign of him. You checked your phone hoping he would have called or messaged explaining that he was running late, but there was nothing. Finally you're fed up with waiting in the cold, you decide to call a cab. You were on your way home when you received a phone call from Niall.
"Baby I'm here I'm sorry I was late where are you?" You chuckled before answering,
"I already got a cab. I got tired of waiting in the cold. You said you would be there to get me as soon as I landed. This isn't the first time you've left me stranded, I'm tired of being put last." There was a silence on his end. You'll admit to yourself that you sounded hostile, but you weren't going to back down this time.
"I'm sorry it won't happen again." You hung up the phone out of frustration. By the time you got back to the apartment you were exhausted. You grabbed something to eat and took a long shower. As you made your way back into the bedroom the lights were turned off and candles that sat on your dresser were lit. In the center of them was a bouquet of a dozen roses. Your favorite. You opened the card that was attached to them, it read 'turn around.' You did as it demanded. Niall stood before you, one hand behind his back.
"I'm sorry. I love you and I need to put you first." He lowered himself down and got on one knee. His hand that was behind his back, was now holding a little black box in front of you.
