It broke harry's heart when I told him I wanted to move back in with Niall. He argued againts it obviously but there was no one or nothing that could stop me. I already spoke to Niall and he's happy. He's waiting for me at the hospital.
" Harry, I want to thank you for everything you have done for me. Being here for me when I left Niall and also letting me live with you" I really ought to get a job soon. " You don't understand how much that ment to me and It's going to be hard leaving this place, and uhm... you of course but Niall needs me and I need him"
" I know, it's okay I understand" He flashed a warming smile. I dropped my things nd ran up to him hugging him tightly. I was going to miss my teddy bear. I let the smell of his shirt, cool mint and something sweet sink into my nose for the last time. I'm going to miss wearing these shirts to bed but I have Niall now.
" I'm sorry Harry"
He nodded and smiled. I didn't think he would let it go that easily but It wasbetter for me that way.
" Thank you for understanding" He huggeed tight once more and kissed my forehead before releasing me.
" Thank you for being my friend Lilly" I smiled at him once more and picked up my things. "Sure you dont need a lift?"
" No thanks, taxis here"
"Okay" He looked at the floor then back up at me.
"Miss me" He joked. I raised an eyebrow at him sarcastically and we both burst into laughter.
" By asshole" I stuck my toung out at him and walked out the door, the taxi driver already out the car ready to help me with my things.
" By slut" I turned round and shot him one last glare before smiling at him and getting my things into the boot of the taxi. I sat in the back off the taxi and rolled down my window. I was becoming somehow emotional leaving Harry when I noticed a tear escape my eye.
" Bye Harry" I sobbed in a whisper and waved at him. The taxi drove off much too fast and I turned round for a last glimpse at Harry but we were already round the corner. I'm going to miss that idiot. Well to be fair I'm the idiot crying about all this. It's not the last time I'm going to see him. I guess I get emotional alot. It's a little problem I've had since my childhood but I'd rather not talk about it.
The drive was rather long but we finally arrived at the hopistal. I quickly texted Niall letting him know I was here then walked into the building to the front desk. "Hi I'm here to collect my-"
"Lillyan!" Niall. I looked to my left to see Niall being escorted towards me. I smiled at the lady at the front desk and ran to Niall.
"Oh Niall" Here come the fucking tears again. I missed him so much. I never wanted to let go.
"Hey babe" I squeezed him harder, just the thought of having him around again filled me with so much happiness.
"Uhm can't breath here" He laughed. " Sorry I'm just so happy you okay" I sobbed, pulling away.
"Are you crying" He asked gently wiping my tears away. He placed his soft lips that I had been longing for on mine. Wow.
" It's okay baby, we're going home don't cry" He whispered againts my lips.
"egh, erm" Oh shit forgot the doctor was still standing there. Niall and I pulled away but he took hold of my hand.
" So um your boyfriend here will have to take some medication for a little while to help all the bruised tissue and things" The moment he called him my boyfriend it hit me. It hit me how much I really love him. How much I want people to know we are together. I am not ashamed of him being my boyfriend. I would shout from the rooftops. And that is really important in a relationship. And he is my boyfriend again. I have my Niall back. I'm so greatful he actually wants me back after I left him like that. That day I really wanted to just sit down and let him explain it all to me but I was too hurt and angry that I couldn't bare being near him. After leaving the hospital a cab was waiting for us outside.
We piled our tings in the boot and sat in the back. Niall gave the driver the address and we began to drive home. I miss calling it that.
"I'm sorry" Niall sighed. I turned my head slowly to look over at a tired, frustrated and sad Niall. I don't want to talk about our problems here. It can wait till we get back.
"Can we talk it when we get home please" I ask nervously. Why am I nervous? I've never been nervous with Niall.
"Ok" He sighed again this time his eyes travelling to look out the window. I did the same. This is killing me. I love Niall i really do and I'm thrilled I can be with him again but everytime he speaks I always eend up linking it to what happened and I feel shit. I know it will get better but i'm impatient. When the taxi pulls up outside the apartment i'm the first one to get out shutting the door behind me and going round the back to open the boot.
NIALL'S P.O.V
She gets out the taxi without saying anything. I know she is pissed and she has every right to be but I wish she would lay back a bit more since she is moving back in with me. I still can't believe what I did. I fucked everything up. I ruined her. But I love her so fucking much. I haven't slept in days and I'm so tired and all I've done is try and drink my problems away. That fucking worked. I need her to tell me she still loves me and we will work it out. She knows I fucking suck at relatuionships and I'm trying my best for her. I get out the cab too and go round the back to help her get our things out. She gives me a faint smile. I pay the driver and we carry up our stuff up the stairs to the apartment. She waits patiently as I unlock it. God her silence is killing me. We take everything into the bedroom and begin to unpack. Lillyan goes to the wardrope and I go to the drawers.
"Say something" I demand.
"What do you want me to say Niall" She doesn't turn around. I don't care what she says I just want to hear voice. I want to listen to her blabbing on about her dream job or her favourite books. She jumps a little when she turns round and finds me standing right behind her.
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HeartBeat[Niall Horan]
FanfictionLillyan is a pretty normal girl but after her father dies in a fatal car accident she and her mum decide to move to Ireland. She hates her school and everything and everyone in it. But there is this one guy. Niall Horan. The sparkle in his eye, his...