Zayn can drive in here.. Soo, yeah enjoy lol
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SEQUEL IN MARCH 2O14. I'M DYING. BYE
Update: Sequel is up!
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Diana
"Hey Zayn" I hug him, tightly and he smiled at me, assuring for me to get in the car. I sat and closed the door, waiting for him to get into the drivers seat and drive me to the hospital where Niall is in. I can't wait to meet him since today is his surgery and I'm really tensed because of it.
All the credit goes to Harry's friend; Abigail. If it wasn't for her then I don't think his operation will be today. I just hope that everything goes perfectly fine and I get my healthy Nialler back. Without saying a word, he started the car and pulled out of the driveway and started driving. The snow is getting worse this month since it's Christmas soon and I can't wait for me and Niall to celebrate with his family. Family, did Niall even inform his family about this? "Did Niall inform his family about this?" I ask, breaking the silence.
"I don't think so" he says, keeping his eye on the road.
"I think we should inform them about this, before Niall get's into the operation theater." I suggest and he nods, looking at me and then back on the road.
"But shouldn't we ask him first?" He asks and I think about it for a while. Maybe we should ask him. I know he doesn't want them to get worried but still.. we should tell his parents too.
Soon we arrived at the hospital and Zayn parks the car to the nearest entrance so it's easier for me. I got out of the car and slowly walk with Zayn inside. My baby bump is getting bigger and it's really annoying me now. My clothes aren't fitting me properly and neither can I bend without getting the pain in my back. Although it isn't that huge but still, I don't know I get the pain and nauseous every day.
We reached his ward and there he was, sitting straight on the bed. There were dark circles under his eyes and pipes and needles were inserted on his arms. It makes me sad to see him this way. I walk in first and saw Harry and beside him was a girl with light brown hair. That is Abigail I suppose.
"Hey, I'm Abigail" She smiles, sweetly at me.
"I'm Diana" I say and we shake hands. She seems nice to me and the way Harry looks at her is like he's in love with her. I hope he is. "Niall, how are you feeling?" I walk over to Niall after saying our hello's to each other. I hug him tight as he kisses me on the cheek, making me blush. I don't want to let him go.
"I'm alright. How's my princess?" he asks, touching my belly in front of the others. This is shit embarrassing.
"Princess? You're thinking about your child who isn't even here yet. What about me?" I pout, playfully making everyone else laugh. Without saying a word, he pulls me in and kisses me passionately in front of everyone as I feel a ring slipping into my right ring finger and I pulled away with a shocked expression plastered on my face. I glanced down at it and the medium diamonds on the side were sparkling under the light and so was the big diamond in the middle. "N-Niall?" I look at him with tears in my eyes.
"I want to start my life with you, right after this." He answers, making me smile wide. "Will you marry me?" he proposes. I can't believe it that this is happening. It feels like a dream. I wipe the tears from the corner of my eyes and nod, unable to speak. This is truly amazing. I'm going to get married to the love of my life very soon.
Everyone in the room started clapping as I felt my cheeks turn crimson. The thought of Niall's operation takes over my mind once again. We still have to tell his parents and before doing anything further, I have to ask him first. "Niall, I think we should tell your parents about your operation" I frown. I know what his answer will be.
"No, Diana" he says, looking away. "They'll get worried and mum won't stop crying. On top of that, all their questions. No, please" he begs. He's right but at the same time they deserve to know.
"They deserve to know, Niall. In fact, I'll handle them and their questions. Don't worry" I assure him and put my hand on his shoulder to calm him down. He can't have too much stress and I'm making him more worried. Ugh, I hate this.
"But.. uh, fine" he finally gave in and I smiled while handing him the phone. He dialed the number and put the phone to his ear, nervousness showing off his face. I hope everything goes well. "Hello, mum?"
"Yeah... no.. Well um, I'm having a liver operation today and.. no, no! Calm down, mum I'm fine. I have to go" he hangs up and breathes. I sigh. This is going to be hard. "I told you this won't go well. They're on their way here now!" he snaps laying back onto the pillow and closing his eyes.
"Let them come, we're here to explain" I say and he nods.
"Mr. Horan, are you ready and you Ms. Abigail?" The Doctor walks in, looking at the both of them for answers. Abigail nods and Niall looks blurry at the ceiling. Is he okay?
"Niall?" I nudge him and he comes out of his thoughts. "What are you thinking?" I ask as curiosity takes the best of me.
"I have a bad feeling. This will work out, right?" he holds both my hands. Worry is written all over his face. His eyes wondering whether will he be okay or not. Will he be alive or not. "Diana, I'm scared" he frowns and hugs me, feeling my small bump.
"Yes it will. You're strong enough to fight through this, babe. I love you and I'll always be there for you. Everything will be perfectly fine" I smile but deep down inside I'm worried more than you are, Niall; I thought to myself and mentally frown.
"I love you too" he kisses me one last time and with that, he's out of the ward. I wave to him as I see them taking him out in a wheelchair. He's going to be alright. My love for him will never fade and I know neither will his and I hope no one gets in our way this time. No one.
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Diana [A Niall Horan Love Story]
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