Limitless (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 15

Niall’s POV

Just one more day, one more day until I know if I’ve made it through. This is the thought that floats through my mind as I fall asleep under the stars with Mia in my arms. My dreams are plagued with the only two out comes.

*Dream*

I’m standing there on the stage with all of the other hopefuls of my category, they keep on calling people’s names, but they haven’t called mine out yet, the hope that was in my chest is slowly diminishing by the second.

“Niall Horan.” I stand there, not quite believing it to be true. I stare at them, my mouth having dropped open, my eyes wide. Simon smiles at me as he nods. I punch the air before running off to be met by Dermot O’Leary.

“How are you feeling?” He asks as he holds a microphone to my mouth.

“Amazing, words can’t describe how I’m feeling right now! I feel like I could do anything. I’m on the top of the world baby!!!!” I say into the camera. This is it, it’s actually happening, my dreams are coming true! I can’t wait to tell Mia, I know that she will be there waiting for me, and I can’t wait to see her face when I tell her.

I walk through some double doors to the other contestants that got through and celebrate with them before we are told that we can go. We all run through the doors to see our loved ones to tell them the good news, but as soon as I see Mia, I see that she’s crying. I run up to her.

“Mia? What’s the matter? I got through!” I tell her but she gives me a strange look.

“But Niall, we watched the screen as they told you, you didn’t get through, why are you so happy? You were crying not long ago.” She tells me and I’m transported back to the line, hoping for my name to be called…but this time, it isn’t. It’s like all of the air has been knocked from my chest as we’re shown into a room where we’re told that we have to wait until everyone has been told their make or break news. All of us sit on our own or in groups dealing with the news differently. I sit on my own and allow the tears to trickle down my cheeks, all I want right now is to go to Mia and have her tell me that everything’s going to be ok. But we’re kept waiting. The moment the doors open and we’re told that we can leave, I suddenly change my mind. I don’t want Mia to judge me for not getting through, but as everyone leaves, someone comes over to me and wraps their arms around me, the familiar smell of Mia fills my senses and I cry into her shoulder.

“Shhh, it’s going to be ok.” She whispers as I stand and wrap my arms around her. Why did I ever think that she will judge me? She will never do that. She pulls away and I can see tears gleaming in her eyes.

“Why are you crying?” I ask as the tears continue to slip from my eyes.

“Because I hate seeing you like this, knowing that there is nothing that I can do to make the pain go away.” She says as a tear escapes and leaves a trail down her face. I pull her to my chest and whisper into her hair.

“Just being here with me, and being here for me, and by just being you, you have already eased the pain.” She pulls away again and looks up into my eyes and gives me a small smile, stopping the tears from continuing to fall. I now know that no matter what actually happens, then I’m going to be ok.

The rest of the night is dreamless and I wake to the warmth of the sun on my skin and Mia still sleeping peacefully in my arms, I look at the watch on my wrist and see that it’s only 7.30am, we don’t need to leave for about another hour. I watch as Mia sleeps, the early morning sun making her look as if she’s glowing. I lift my hand and move a strand of hair that has fallen across her face and tucks it behind her ear. She stirs slightly at my touch.