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You and Niall had both called it a night when you headed up stairs to your shared bedroom.
You were midway through a dream about Zac Efron (or any other celebrity you prefer.), he was about to pull off his shirt and jump into the pool when you felt a light shove coming from your left.
"(YN)" a hushed Irish accent spoke
"Niall, you totally ruined my dream..." You whined, turning so you were now facing him.
"I'm sorry, I just need to talk." You could tell this was something serious, and something he needed to get off his chest. You promised to listen whenever he needed to talk, so that's exactly what you would do.
"What's wrong, baby?" You stroked his cheek softly. The sad look in his eyes was killing you. You never liked seeing Niall like this.
"I, I honestly don't know. I mean ... we're getting married in two days. Doesn't that scare you?"
"Are you trying to call it off?" Panic rushed into you
"No, no! Never, I'm just feeling nervous I guess." He admitted
"You're not the only one, trust me. I mean, not a day goes by that I don't think about how much you deserve someone better-"
"(YN), stop." Niall cut you off
"No, please." You pleaded, needing to get this off your chest, "I never thought that I would get the opportunity to ever meet you, but now I'm two days away from marrying the man of my dreams. You are honestly more than I could have ever hoped for, you're sweet, kind, handsome, adorable, positive..." Your gaze now met with his, the slight twinkle in his eyes present once again
"You have no idea how lucky I feel Niall. But I also worry about not being good enough. You deserve the world and I don't think I could ever live up to that." A frown appeared on your face.
"(YN), everything you just said is exactly how I feel about you. You're beautiful, funny, kind. And everything you claim I deserve is laying right in front of me. (YN), you are my world, and nothing will ever change that." His words meant everything to you, tears inevitably pouring down your cheeks.
He smiled sweetly before leaning in and kissing your tears away, being very gentle as if he would hurt you.
"I love you (YN), and I want you to know that I will do anything in my power to make sure you're the happiest woman on this earth because you sure as hell, make me the happiest man." He whispered with a low chuckle
Seeing as you had a bit of trouble with words at the moment, you leaned in and softly pressed your lips against his in a slow and meaningful kiss. Once you both pulled away, you stared into each others eyes lovingly just like the first time.
"I can't wait to call you Mrs. Horan!" He smiled, bringing you in closer. You snuggled your face against his chest, loving the sound of his heart beat.
"I can't wait to be Mrs. Horan" A slight smirk tugging at your lips.
Okay so just a small drabble, before bed! Hope you had a wonderful Tuesday...I'll see you tomorrow with Unprofessional Part 3!
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