"Honey im home!" I yell placing my bag down on the kitchen counter top and making my way over to the fridge. Being out on a 'girls day' is really tiring.
"I'll be down in just a second!" I hear Niall yell back as I take a sip of my water bottle.
"Why's it so dark in here?" I ask myself as I walk to the stairs.
"Oh Jesus!" I hold my chest as I get startled by a well dressed Niall rushing down.
"Oh sorry! You can't come up! Not right now, it's not ready." Niall exclaims and it makes me want to know what he's doing now.
"Okay. I won't." I lie as I start to make my way up but then stop and try running past Niall and into the room. I fail as he grabs me and I'm held by a laughing Niall.
"It's not that easy, just wait for me by the living room please I have something planned for us." He pouts at the please and I sigh and lazily walk over through the dark house and into the living room.
"Great I'm stuck in the dark by myself." I say to myself as I sit down on the couch and take my phone out.
I begin to scroll through my Instagram but stop when I land on a picture of me and Niall. I started to read the comments. I went from reading the nice ones to the ones with hate.
"Why do they hate me so much?" I whisper to myself not knowing why people still didn't accept me and Niall being together.
I continue scrolling through but am then caught of guard by the sound of something breaking in the kitchen.
"Niall?!" I yell out hoping he was okay. I quickly get up and run over to the kitchen when I don't get a response back.
"Fuck." I hear Niall whisper to himself in frustration.
"Are you okay?" I quickly ask rushing to his side.
He nods and continues picking up the glass. I really don't know how he can see when there's only a couple small candles lighting the whole room.
"Niall let me help." I say as I bend down and start helping him with the glass. I quickly stop when I see blood dripping down his arm and onto the floor.
"Niall you're cut!" I exclaim while grabbing his arm gently and making him stand up.
"It's nothing." He says while pulling his arm away.
"It's not 'nothing.' Sit down." I make air quotes on the 'nothing' and quickly make him sit on the chair.
"I'll be right back." I quickly say before running up the stairs and going to our bathroom to grab our first aid kit.
"It's really nothing hun!" Niall yells from downstairs and I roll my eyes and run back downstairs.
"How did this even happen?" I ask Niall as I open the kit and start to clean his bloody arm with a wet towel.
"I tripped on my own feet." He says and I can't help but let out a slight chuckle.
"Hey! It's not funny." Niall quickly says but then a smile spreads across his own lips.
"Just stay still clumsy." I say before I pour some type of liquid that disinfects his cut and he quickly jerks his arm back and starts whining like a little kid.
I start laughing and as he slowly puts his arm back down.
"You're such a baby." I say as I push a candle more towards us so I can see if the cut is bad.
"Yeah but I'm your baby." He says and I roll my eyes. He's so corny.
"Sorry." He says after I place the band aid on his small cut.
"For what?" I look up at him and see that he's frowning. I quickly place my hand on his cheek and make him look at me.
"I ruined the surprise by being clumsy. I was trying to prepare a dinner for us because I have something to tell you. It's important but I ruined it all." He says as he now puts his own hand over mine.
"You didn't ruin anything Niall. We can still have our little dinner date and you can tell me everything you need to. Okay?" He nods and I smile.
Niall's Point Of View
"You're adorable." I say as I place my hand on her cheek. The way her eyes sparkle in the dark makes everything okay, makes everything perfect.
"Doubt it. Okay Ni, whatever butters your egg roll." She says and I'm now confused. 'Butters your egg roll' what?
"What?" I ask as she chuckles and kisses my hand.
"Nevermind, you wouldn't think it's funny." She laughs and I kiss her while she's off guard. She smiles into our kiss
"Shall we?" I say as I take her hand and lead her to the dinning room where our little date is gonna be.
"Oh, should I get the cups?" She asks as she notices the wine but no cups. That's what I dropped, oops.
"Yeah, I kinda dropped those..." I scratch the back of my neck.
"Yeah okay so I'll go get that." She says as she quickly walks over and grabs two cups.
"Here, sir." I say as I pull the chair from the table and she sits so I push it back in.
"What a gentleman." She giggles and I smile at her.
"So," I start but stop. Can I actually tell her I'm leaving? Will she be mad? Will she be sad? I don't think I've ever left her for so long.
"Yeah?" She asks as she furrows her brows.
"I....um-"
"Niall you know you can tell me anything, right?" She puts a hand over mine and squeezes it. I nod. Why's this so hard?
"I'm leaving for almost a year to promote my music." I blurt out and she smiles.
"Okay."
"Okay? That's it?"
"I mean I can't stop you, I'm happy for you. Make your music, release it. But, how long is 'almost a year?'" She asks and my heart stops. It's 10 Months. 10 Months without her.
"10 Months." I whisper.
"What?! 10 Months?! You can't leave me for that long Ni! What will I do without you?! Will you call? Will you visit? Are you going to be safe? I do-"
"Relax, shouldn't I be the one freaking out? And I'll be FaceTiming you everyday, I promise." I reassure her while I grab both her hands and kiss them.
"Okay. Just, be safe and have fun." She sighs.
"I will. And don't worry about me, I've got security and you will too. I don't want anything bad to happen to you so I'm going to make sure that you have security guards." I say but she doesn't respond.
"I love you, okay?" I try again.
"I love you too."
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Stealer || Niall Horan
FanfictionI met a boy, well a man. Years of me being alone and in complete thought of having my whole life planned out, well at least the boy part. No boys again. No dating ever again. I hated my first and last relationship and will never want one again. I...