Niall One Shots

Sweet Suprises

Lonely. Adjective. 1. affected with, characterized by, or causing a depressing feeling of being alone; lonesome. 2. destitute of sympathetic or friendly companionship, intercourse, support. 3. lone; solitary; without company; companionless 4. remote from places of human habitation; desolate; unfrequented; bleak.

You. But also, seemingly, Niall.

Niall had been on tour for what seemed like forever. However it really only started. He and they boys had just started the American leg of the tour.

He made it home when he could.

The amount of times that that happened-you could count on one hand. And that honestly, probably, only made the pain of missing him that much more great.

Your heart ached for him. His tea mug still sitting on the bar, untouched from when you two last had tea...

You slept in his clothes that he left behind when he would trade them out. They still smelt like him, but that was soon fading like the memory of the gentle and loving, mindless caresses, the romantic baths, and crazy breakfast times when you two would be waltzing around each other trying to outcook each other but it ended in a flour fight.

His side of the bed was cold every night and the entire flat was quiet and ultimately, very, extremely lonely.

But heavens forbid you tell Niall that.

It wasn't so easy on him either.

Being away from you physically seemed to take him down a few hundred pegs. You two haven't tied the knot, but the two of you sure have talked about it. When you helped him pack you sprayed your perfume on every piece clothing that he would wear. He tried to wait as long as possible before washing his clothes. Being with the guys was great, but being with his girl was that much better. And it was that much suckier to know that.

Sometimes he'd wake up from nightmares about you but he would turn his face into the blanket that you used and would breathe slowly and fall back asleep.

All of that goes without saying, phone calls and skyping happened but those were scarce as were the texts. If he wasn't performing he was doing sight seeing and meeting fans. And the time differences were killer.

Either you woke up super early or he stayed up too late. Either way, loneliness seem to seep into every conversation... Like the one you had a couple weeks ago.

"Baaaaaaybaaaaay!" Niall grinned so widely and brightly-you could have been blinded.

"My love!" You squealed, happy to see him. "How are you?" You searched his face and smile.

It seemed too bright and too forced.

"I am great." He nodded.

"Good." You said, feeling a slight ping in your heart. Maybe he didn't-

"But I miss you." His voice had broke as he spoke.

You pressed your finger tips onto the screen, "Oh, handsome..."

"Petal, I miss you more than anything." His eyes had grown glassy and you but down hard on your lip to keep from tearing up.

You needed to be strong for him. And you would.

"Oh Ni... You will be home soon." You kept your smile hard.

He shook his head, "They added another show." He said simply.

"Well what can I do baby?" You pressed.

But Niall couldn't answer. Because the only thing he needed was you but it was all ready hard and you didn't need to hear that.