It Was Just Getting Good

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Niall POV
"Here, have a hiking stick," Y/N said passing me a strong stick for climbing steep hills.
"Thanks," I grabbed the stick and she wobbled a bit on the steep edge.
"Be careful!" I cautioned.
"I'm trying," she stepped away from the edge.
"That's really far the fall," I observed nervously.
"Yeah but it won't ever happen."
Y/N suddenly gasped.
"Niall... Look at that butterfly!" She walked forward a bit.
I turned my head back to the small, babbling brook that calmly trickled down the grass.
"NIALL!" Y/N screamed, causing my head to jerk her way.
She was falling down from the step ledge, desperately trying to grasp something to hold her up, a panicked look spread across my face.
She knocked her head on a stick and obviously passed out. I frantically searched for a way to get down to her. I finally slid down a less steep side of the small mountain and and in one satisfyingly swift stride I leaped to Y/N.
I dropped down beside her and buried my head in her chest.
"Please, Y/N I know you can't h-hear me but I can't let you go. You are my light and e-everything I am. I never knew one girl could change my w-world so much," I sobbed.
"If you leave me I quotient be able to live with the fact the I let you fall. What would I say to the boys? Louis would be silent. He wouldn't talk for weeks. Liam w-would conceal all of his feelings until night, where he would go outside and think for hooouuuursss. Zayn would be angry. He would blame me and blame everyone for something, eventually coming around to himself. Harry would just cry," I imagined, gripping her soft jacket and sobbing.
You just can't leave me! I love you with every single part of me, with the rest of my being. Sometimes when you're are asleep, I wake up and cry because I know one day you won't be there to hold me and to tell me that I'm okay... I think about how much I love you and I sob because you are... EVERYTHING!" I pleaded moving some of the leaves from around her motionless body.
"You are the most beautiful, smart, kind, wonderful girl I've ever met. I could never meet someone that makes me smile brighter, laugh louder, try harder than you. You are the reason that I believe in myself at concerts. You're that I pull myself through all of the horrible hate..." I trailed off, looking at her pale face.
A few of my tears dropped onto her face, rolling down her own cheek as if she too, were crying. Suddenly her bright green eyes fluttered open and she smiled.
"Why'd you stop? It was just getting good."
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Ok, I actually cried a little while making this. I think that's good. When I'm reading a book, not many things can make me cry. So of in one of your books, you manage to make me cry, you automatically are awesome. Only certain authors have the ability to make you cry. Usually I don't have that ability.

Random Question of the Chapter:
Do you like spicy foods and why?
Absolutely not. It burns me and I start to cry a bit. I HATE IT.
What's Your Answer?

Random Fact of the Chapter:
Golf courses cover over 4% of North America.

xD Go Read a Book.

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