Complete (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter One

Here is the official first chapter of Complete. I am not entirely sure of how I feel about this chapter. It just doesn't seem like a fitting "first" chapter for a story, I suppose. Do know that I am working on that, though. Disregarding that, I do hope that everyone enjoys this. I did have a marvelous time writing it due to the fact that I love Ariella and Niall. I know everyone hates long author's notes, so it will not be much longer.

This chapter is dedicated to one of my best friends, Eva. We met through Wattpad, but it honestly feels like I know her in person. I can tell anything to her. She is such a great friend, writer, and person and she has a bright future ahead of her. Seriously, the sun should be jealous. She reads everything I write and offers me advice and she was a big inspiration for this story. That is why one of the twins is named after her. I could never repay her for being such an amazing friend to me, so I hope she likes this story because she is such a big part of it. It was written for her and a few other people that you might know (because I like to brag about my great friends) such as Quinn, Bel, and Palmer. They give me inspiration, love, support and the most important gift of all: friendship. Thank you. I would be no where without you.

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Chapter One

Never in my life had I experienced something both tiring and exciting as that moment. Undergoing extreme pain for hours straight made me unbearably exhausted. I felt too tired to even speak. I had trouble keeping my eyelids open because they felt as if they were weighed down by anchors. But as soon as I looked at the two squirming newborn children in the hands of the nurse, the pain was worth it.

I’d never experienced a love like this before. This was different, something that couldn’t be explained in words. While some loved widely, I loved deeply. I could feel my heart expand simply at the sight of new creation. I couldn’t take my eyes away from the remarkable existence right before me.

I didn’t know what it meant to truly appreciate life until that moment. When the nurse placed the two babies into my arms, my heart raced. It pumped faster than it ever had before, and not because I was afraid, but because of something else. The moment brought me to tears. I had gone from having one true love to suddenly having three, and it was the most joyous feeling in the entire world.

If I died right now, I thought, I would be content. There was nothing that could ever – or will ever – compare to what I was feeling right then.

A shaky hand stretched out to touch my shoulder. I turned to meet the watery blue eyes of my first love and I admired the way he looked in that exact moment. His hair was free of any gel, but it seemed to stick up in all directions nonetheless. His tired eyes were tear-filled and staring directly into mine. There were black bags below his eyes from where he hadn’t slept in two days, not wanting to miss anything in the long, but rewarding, process of giving birth. He looked disoriented and drained and sleepless and incredibly beautiful. Niall pecked my lips and stared down at our two infants.

“They have their father’s eyes,” Anne whispered as she stared at the beautiful creations in my arms.

I gazed down at the two newborn babies in my arms, one wrapped in a blue blanket and the other in pink. I marveled in their incredulous exquisiteness. As they began to close their eyes, I said “They’re so quiet. Oh my God, they’re perfect. Have you ever seen any human so beautiful?”

Anne was love struck. I had never seen her look at anyone this way, except perhaps Harry and Gemma. Niall’s mother inched forward as if she was almost afraid to be near the babies.