Greaser

25. Promise

N I A L L

            I was relieved to realize that she was okay. Seeing her in the hospital bed alive was the best feeling I’ve had, next to the feeling of loving her that is. The nurse has been in and out the past two nights, checking in on her. It was a tad annoying, because she would wake me up too, and ask me endless questions about how long she’s been asleep, how much she ate, and how much she complains about pain throughout the day.

“Niall?”

My head popped up from fidgeting with my fingertips. “Yeah baby?”

“Can you hand me that cup of water?” she smiled, her big blue eyes staring at me. I stood up from my chair, and swiftly handed her the white Styrofoam cup. “Thank you…” she trailed off, her eyes staying glued to me while she took a few sips. “Something on your mind?”

I bounced my knee up and down in place, I was the one being nervous now. Finding it harder and harder to breathe. “It mind sound weird, like really weird for me to be asking this. Or even thinking about it.” I bit my lip, shifting my body onto the side of her hospital bed. “But, I don’t want to lose you again. You know? And I want you to remember that I’m always going to be here for you, even if I get mad and walk out on a fight. Just, the past few days has been such a wakeup call for me, you know?” she tilted her head, taking my hand in hers as I continued on with my large speech. “Almost losing you, scared the living hell out of me. And seeing Tony torn like that, just made me realize that I’m not the only one in this situation right now.”

“Get on with it, will ya?” A Smirk played on her lips as her thumb ran across my knuckles comfortingly. 

“You can’t say anything until I’m done, okay?” she nodded, waiting for me to continue. “I love you, which I’ve said so many times the past three days.” I chuckled, soon clearing my throat. “But, I don’t know if it’s just my nerves getting the best of me, or if I really truly feel this is the right thing to do, but—“ I paused, pulling out a small, vending machine ring from down the hallway. “We should get married.” I smiled, “I know it’s not like a big, flashy ring and I know we’ve only known each other for a little over four months. But I love you, a lot and I don’t ever want to risk losing you like I almost did.” I sputtered, “And this ring will just remind us, to keep working on our fights, and working through them. And it will remind you that I’ll always come back for you, no matter what may happen.”

“Niall, I don’t know what to even say.” I frowned, “No, no it’s not a bad thing. I love you so much too, and I would love to marry you. But what are people going to say?”

“We don’t have to get married right away, we can wait a few years, look at this as a promise. A promise from me, to you.” I smiled, “I know in the future I’ll have my moments where I am just a complete ass, like I always seem to ruin good moments with that attitude. But like I said, I guess this is more of a promise than a marriage proposal.” I laughed awkwardly.

“So, like a promise ring? What happens if the promise is broken?”

The question made me gutted, like maybe she didn’t have faith in the relationship that we are about endure. “Do you not believe that we can make it?” I frowned, “I’m not fighting with you, forget that. If the promise is broken, I don’t know what we would do. I guess, we would work that out if it ever happened, right?” I reassured her, feeling like that’s what she needed to hear.

“I hope we can make it.” She muttered, “But again, you can’t control what is supposed to happen, you know? What if one of us does something terrible on accident?”

“You don’t have to worry about that, there’s really nothing that can come between us now. Your dad is locked up, we are moving three hours away. It’ll be a fresh, new start.” Her eyes sparkled when the corners of her lips tugged into a smile.

“Where did this, big bad Niall go? The one whos never been in love. The one who was so afraid to even get close to me.” She smirked, cocky written all over her facial features and tone of voice.

“I ditched that rep, coming to realize it was kind of idiotic.” I chuckled, “I was rude, although I still am sometimes, but I’ve been realizing that I can’t be that way forever. You can’t just, not be in love.”

“Why?”

“You. You’re the reason. You made me realize caring for others isn’t so bad.”

I helped Mary for the first time exactly four and a half months ago. I didn’t think that I would be sitting here with her in a hospital bed because of her father. I smiled, cupping her face in my hands before pressing a quick kiss to her lips, resting my forehead on hers as I pulled away. “I’m not giving up on my first experience with falling in love.” I whispered. Earning an ear to ear grin from Mary.  “Don’t forget that, okay?” she nodded, folding her hands together behind my neck before kissing my lips once more.

“I won’t.”

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