Wrong Number [N.H.]

Chapter 16

"So its still not finished, I've been working on it when you know, we kind of, went apart, and its really bad but it means so much to me-"

"Don't be so nervous." I smiled, watching as he nervously fiddled with his pick. It was dancing in between his fingers. "I'll love it, I'm sure."

Niall nodded slightly, as if he couldn't say much, a nervous sweat had started to form on his forehead, and he kept glancing up and down before finally getting his fingers on the right frets of his guitar.

He started strumming.

"If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you. I think I might give up everything, just ask me to.

Pay attention, I hope that you're listening, cause I let my guard down. Right now I'm completely defenceless.."

Niall's eyes starting nervously flickering up and down again, his fingertips shaking against the strings. I'm not sure why, seeing he was in the biggest band in the world, but he still seemed awfully nervous, playing in front of me.

"For your eyes only, I'll show you my heart for when you're lonely and forget who you are.

I'm missing half of me when we're apart, so now you know me. For your eyes only.

I've got scars. Even though they count their way, unseen. And pain gets hard, but now you're here and I don't feel a thing."

Niall's fingers dropped from his guitar, his eyes peering down, as if he wasn't able to look at me.

"I know it was bad, I'm so sorry-"

"Niall, that was amazing.. I love it." I murmured, a bright smile on my face. Niall's eyes lit, and he turned his head.

"It was?"

"Perfect. It was perfect."

I could see dimples forming on his cheeks as he looked down, carding his hands through his hair.

"Thank you.. I haven't got much down, but I'm trying, I promise."

We both went silent. Niall had started to strum on his guitar, his eyes down and watching as his hand moved delicately, his hands pressing lightly against the cords as his other hand strummed lightly.

I always found him playing his guitar quite relaxing. For some reason it was just soothing. Usually I would listen to him play it on his Twitcams, and yes, I had to admit, sometimes I would pretend he was playing to me- and now it was real.

I found myself slowly falling asleep, my eyes starting to close slowly, and right before I drifted off to sleep, I could hear him sing,

"Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you.."

· · ·

I woke up the next morning to two texts. I rubbed my eyes slightly, trying to keep myself at least halfway awake as I reached for my phone.

Niall: Hey babe..

Niall: Good morning x

Me: Hey Niall

Niall: You're finally awake

Me: its just now 7 in the morning

Niall: ts late!

Me: whatever aha

Niall: You feel alright?

Me: fine why

Niall: You just don't seem yourself..

Me: maybe cos im up at 7 in the morning!

Niall: awe ily baby :(

Me: ugh

Me: go away

Niall: bye

Me: just playin! come back

Niall: no

Me: niallll:(

Niall: fine

· · ·

The next few weeks had been full of the both of our conversations. I still hadn't gotten over the fact that I was talking to the Niall Horan, and occasionally I would ask him if it was true, and I was talking to him.

He would always reply with a simple, "yes," with a smile bright on his face.

Today I thought- no, I knew- was pretty special. It was two months since I had figured out that I had been talking to Niall for at least a year.

It was in the middle of the day, and we had already been in the middle of a FaceTime when he told me.

"Mariah? I have something extremely important to tell you." A sudden smiled passed onto his face, though I wasn't sure why, because nobody had said anything yet.

"Go for it." I mumbled, and he leaned forward, putting his face in the camera as if he wanted to watch my reaction.

"Alright, you ready?"

"Yes."

"You sure?"

"Yep."

"You're very sure?"

"Very sure."

"You're sure?"

"Niall, tell me, or I'm leaving. I can't take it when you do this."

Niall chuckled, running his hand through his hair before he slowly started to say,

"The boys and I are going to be stopping by America next month.."

"Niall?"

"So we will be stopping..."

"Niall? What are you talking about?"

"We will be stopping by and seeing you, babe!"