Our Time Together ➸ Niall Horan

Songs and Plans

Ariana's POV

Niall and I had just come back from Liam’s room, trying to find some girl he met. He found her and was really happy. I mean I felt bad for him, Niall and I were in a serious realtionship, so were Zayn and Soph, and Harry and Zo seemed to be happy together. Louis and Ellie were engaged for pete’s sake! I was happy that Liam was happy. Niall and I sat on the couch, and started talking.

“I’m really going to miss you,” I say looking at the floor.

“Hey,” he says lifing up my chin, “we still have,” he looked at his watch, 

“127.5 hours left together. That’s…” he takes out his phone and punches in a few numbers, 

“183,600 minutes. Can I, sing something to you?” He asks.

“Nialler, when you sing, the world seems to stop.” He starts humming, and I recognize the song immediatly.  

“One hundred eighty-three thousand 600 minutes left,

One hundred eighty-three thousand moments so dear.

One hundred eighty-three thousand 600 minutes left,

how do you measure, our time, it’s so dear,” I start to tear up, and he wraps me in his arms, which feel made for me, and only me.

“In minutes,

in seconds,

in hours,

in plates of pizza,” I start to laugh, and he takes his arms from around me and takes my hand. He leads me to the large window with one of those seats as the sill. I sit, and he sits down next to me.

“In money, in jewlery, in shoes and some shirts, 

With 183,600 minutes left, how can I measure, 3 years with you? 

How about love?

How about love? 

How about love? 

Measure in love 3 years of love 3 years of love. I hope this makes up for that horrible poem I wrote.”

“Nialler, that was…Perfect.” 

“Thanks, Ari. I wish I had written it for our aniversary.”

“I love it so much. Is this why you wanted to get back here so quickly?”

“Yeah,” he says, kind of embarassed.

“It’s phenomiNIALL.” he gave me a little shove when I said that.

“Ariana, I don’t think that anyone makes me feel the way you do.”

“You too.” I started crying again, and he starts humming ‘Wonderwall.’ I sing along durig the chorus. "Because maybe You're gonna be the one that saves me

And after all You're my wonderwall” He lifts my head from his lap, and says

“Your my everything.”

“Niall,” I say looking into his brilliant blue eyes, which were now stained with tears, and say “when we’re not together, life is meaningess.” He looked into my eyes, and replied “The way I motivate myself to get out of bed in the morning, go to the studio, get up on stage, and do all that stuff every day, is because every day I do something, I’m one day closer to seeing you.” I look at him for a little while, because I wanted to know if he meant it. He did.

“Niall, I feel like the only reason I live is to see you. And talk to you every day.”

“I don’ t know what I’d do without you.” Apparently, he wanted the conversation to end there, because with that, he grabbed my jaw, and brought me in for a long, passionate kiss. I run my fingers through his hair, and then they drop around his neck.

“Niall,” I say, pulling away a bit.

“Hm?” He askes, eyes wondering.

“I love you.”

“And I love you. How about tomorrow we go to the lock bridge?”

“Let’s go!" He’s such a cutie! My cutie. We resume kissing, and all I can think about is when I’m not with him, I get sad, knowing that soon I will be, but then I realize I was still with him. We were together. A puzzle was put together.