One Direction One Shots

Beautiful - { Niall Horan }

This was a story I wrote for the amazing Sam :) You can find her here on Wattpad, her username is monkeesam. Check her out, she's an amazing writer! :)

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You and your boyfriend Niall are lying on the sofa together, all cuddled up and watching TV.

"I should go" he says and taps your nose.

"I hate your tours" you say quietly

"I'm sorry, dear" he says and pouts his his lips

"I understand, you have to meet your beautiful fans." you say and cross your arms.

"Oh someone's Mad-Eye Moody today!" he laughs

"Don't laugh!" you say angrily

"Sam, you know you are the most beautiful fan One Direction has ever had." he says and strokes your hair.

You roll your eyes and go to the bathroom. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you bury your face into your hands. Niall hugs you from behind and you jump slightly.

"What's wrong?" he asks

"Just go.." you say

"Sam?" he whispers. You look at him and shake your head.

"Look at me! I'm not beautiful. You're lying, Niall. And I don't want to be lied to."

"But you are beautiful!" he says

"No. No I'm not." you say "I see your fans everyday and believe me, I'm not beautiful. I'm not even close to beautiful."

"Come with me today." he says

"What why?" you ask

"Just come!" he almost shouts. He buries his face into his hands. It's ridiculous.." he whispers

"Niall I'm sorry. Just go. I'll be fine, I promise." you say taking his hands off of his face and kissing his forehead. He takes his jacket off the hanger, and looks at you.

"I love you Sam." he whispers.

You look up at him, "I love you too, Niall"

He smiles awkwardly before leaving you alone.

You're reading your favorite book later that evening, but you can't stop thinking about Niall. You hurt him, you know you did. You set your book down and grab one of his sweatshirts. You sit on the front steps of your house and look at your phone, the concert should be over by now. You scroll through your contacts and finally press Niall's number, but no one answers. You look up at the stars and you feel tears begin to fall. What if he's angry with you? Suddenly, your phone starts buzzing in your hand.

"Niall?" you answer without looking who was calling.

"Sam its Harry." he whispers "Niall had an accident. I don't know what happened! He's in London Royal Hospital. We haven't seen him. Just... We wanted to go to the club, but Niall wanted to go home. He said that he left something beautiful at home and his beauty needs him right now... I don't know." Harry sobs. You barely even listen to the words he says. Your eyes are full of tears and you try not to faint or fall to the ground. You hang up and drive to the hospital which was thankfully close by.

"Sam!" Liam says running to you as you enter the hospital. His shirt is bloody.

"Liam!" you shout "who's blood is this? Where is he?!" you almost yell "Where?" you scream and fall on the floor. Liam sits on the floor next to you, also crying and pulls you into a hug.

"Come with me." he whispers

"Niall?" you whisper and look at him lying in the hospital bed. There are bruises under his eyes and his hands are purple. His nose is bleeding and his eyes are full of tears.

"Sam..." he gasps

"No, no. Dont speak." you say and touch his hand.

"I...love..." he tries to say "...you." he breaths "you are...beautiful.." he whispers

"Niall... I love your too." you say, and he manages a smile.

"Promise me... You believe... Believe that... You're stunning." he whispers

"Niall please don't do this." you cry

"Don't cry" he mumbles "Promise me...you'll have...a lot...of lovely...babies. And they will look like...you." he whispers "Promise me...youll move on..." he says "And you will never...blame yourself..." he gasps "Promise."

"I... I promise." you say and he strokes your cheek while looking in your eyes.

"My beauty..." he whispers. "You'll never...love yourself...half as much...as I love you." he tries to sing. "You'll never treat yourself right darling... But I want you to..." he sings and smiles "If I let you know... I'm here for you... " he mumbles "Maybe you'll love yourself... Like I...love you." he sings softly "I'm in love with you, and all your little things." he whispers. "I will protect you... Wherever I am." he says. You stroke his hair and lie down next to him. You wrap your arms around him and let the tears run down your cheeks. You put your head softly on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"I love you." he whispers, managing to kiss your forehead

You look up at him and press your lips on his. "I love you too." you whisper and look at his deep blue eyes. Those perfect eyes... That is the very last time you look at them.