Fixed (Sequel to Broken)

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•••NIALLS POV•••

I opened the door to the white stretch limo for Sarah, like a gentleman. She climbed in and I followed.

"Where to sir?" the driver asked.

"Les Tablettes." I instructed.

I turned my head to Sarah who had an overly surprised expression painted on her face.

"What?" I chuckled.
"That place is crazy expensive!"
"Hi, I'm Niall Horan."
Sarah laughed.
"And besides," I put my hand on her knee "I only want the best for my girl."

She smiled and leaned in closer to press a soft kiss on my lips.

Sarah yawned and leaned down on my shoulder while I wrapped an arm around her.

"Tired babe?"
She nodded.
"Take a nap, I'll wake you up."
With that she was snoozing.

I just looked at her sleeping with her head in my lap. I softly stroked her perfectly curled dark brown hair.

•••SARAHS POV•••

I was woken up after about 15 minutes. I let out an embarrassingly loud yawn with a stretch. I looked out the window to see the approaching restaurant. Finally, the limo pulled up to the front of a building with a sign, in lights, that red Les Tablettes. Niall stepped out before I; he met me on the other side of the car and opened the door to let me out. Niall extended out his hand for mine to take. We locked our fingers together. Niall stepped to the window of the driver and handed him the payment.
"Let's walk around, we have some time." Niall said with a smile. I smiled and nodded to him. He held our hands together and guided us down the empty streets of Paris. Above head hung strings of small lit bulbs in rows over the roads. In the distance the sound of faint jazz music played.

•••NIALLS POV•••

I only hoped Sarah couldn't feel my pounding heart through the corse of my veins in my hand.
"Niall.." I faintly ward but it didn't process.
I felt as if my heart would pound straight out of my chest.
"Niall.." In one ear and out the other.
My palms were clammy and sweaty. I felt as if every bone in my body was shaking. I couldn't be more nervous for tonight.

"Niall!" Finally Sarah's voice clicked in my thinking process.
"Huh?" I blurted as I snapped back to reality.
"Is everything ok?" She calmly asked.
"What? Yeah. Uhh, Yes. Yeah." I coughed.
"You seem kinda..." She started
"K-kinda what?"
"Jumpy."
"Oh-umm. No. I'm fine. I-it's nothing." I said with a nervous tone.

I needed to calm down now. Jumpy an jittery is the last thing I wanted to be.

"Let's get to our dinner." I said as calmly as I could.

•••SARAHS POV•••

Niall seemed shaky, almost nervous or scared. Worried maybe?
I noticed him tapping his leg up and down all throughout the meal. His voice shaking. Something wasn't right.
Niall excuses himself from the table to use the bathroom.
I shouldn't have been snooping but I could hold back my eyes from looking at his phone when it vibrated the table.

-1 New iMessage: Zayn Malik
You gunna ask Sarah tonight?

Ask me? Ask me what? Is that what he's so jittery about? What could be so big to have him act like this? It couldn't be marriage could it?

I got out of thought when Niall returned to the table.
"You done?" He asked.
"Mmhmm."
Niall placed down the money for our meal and brought me outside. We began to walk towards a familiar, popular tower in Paris.
Niall's hand left mine to reach for the phone ringing in his pocket.
"Hello?" He answered. "Yes. Yes, Zayn. Yes! I don't know. Goodbye!" He argued and hung up the call.
I didn't say anything. Niall lead me under the night sky of the stars and the moon.
"Sarah," Niall started, "there's something I need to talk to you about... It's kinda important."
"Ok."
"Well umm... Something I need to ask you actually."