Our Time Together ➸ Niall Horan

Memories and Guitars

Niall's POV

Ariana and I were just sitting, playing on our phones, in our hotel room. She sat on my lap, and put down her phone.

“Hello, beautiful.” I say, putting mine down too.

“Hello, babe.”

“What’s up?”

“Do you remember that first summer I came to Ireland?”

“And we both ordered the biggest thing at Nando’s?”

“Yeah. And then you insisted on taking me to that coffee shop down the street.”

“Yeah! We were only 14.”

“It seems like so long ago.”

“Only 6 years.”

“I guess. You don’t even know the self-restraint it took me not to text you every day!”

“Believe me. I went through that same stress. Every. Single. Day.” I say, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“Niall, I’m not even going to go there. I love you.”

“I love you too, princess.”

“Niall?” she says, with tears in her eyes. 

“What’s wrong, babe?”

“Nothing. It’s just that Louis and Eleanor are getting married, and soon we are, and to me, you’ll always be that little 14 year old I met. The one who gave me his jacket when it looked like I was cold, the one who-“

“Loved you with all his heart.” I finish for her.

“Niall, love is like a bike built for two. But it has training wheels, and we never fall off.”

“Ariana, that was beautiful!” I laugh, resting my chin on her shoulder.

“Most people will never meet you, will never really get to know you.”

“Yeah. But you did. And boy am I lucky!”

“You? I have had a picture of us at 14 framed for years. I keep it next to any bed I sleep in. Unless you’re there. It sits backstage every show.”

“That’s so- I have that picture we took when we were 16, in the park, I was on your back.”

“I remember that!” I say, pulling out the picture when we were 14, with tears in my eyes.

“Niall?”

“Yeah?”

“You know sometimes, when I’m on my way to work, your music is playing in the coffee shop.”

“Really?”

“Yeah! And then I think back to when we first met, and then now. Then Up All Night, then now. And I think of all the accomplishments you've made.” I blush.

“When you met me I was just the kid with the dream and guitar. Now I’m the kid who’s dreams came true. Still with the guitar.”

“I need to show you something!” she says, grabbing her phone. She shows me a picture of the lyrics to the first song I sang her; Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars. It was new when I sang it to her.

“Ariana, I can’t believe you-“

“Remembered? I remember everything. Our first date, the first time we kissed, our first vacation together, the first time I visited you on tour, everything.”

“Ariana Rose, you are perfect. How did I get such a perfect girlfriend?”

“The same place I got the bestest boyfriend in the world,” she says, looking deeply into my eyes. That’s when her phone goes off.