The Letters That Saved Her Life (sequel to Dear Niall {A Niall Horan Fanfic})

December 1, 2016

December 1, 2016

Jackie's POV

Niall and the other guys are leaving in a few weeks. They have rehearsals for the next three weeks. They're working on their new album still, and it's going really good. I can't believe they're going to be gone for eleven months. I have no idea what I'm going to do with out any of them here. Maybe I'll start looking for a job, or ask for my job back if they're hiring, or do tattoo party's at other people's homes.

Niall had rehearsals early this morning, then went strait to the studio. It's almost midnight and he's still not home. I hate not being able to spend time with him. I know it sounds selfish but I really just want to see him. I'm not used to him not being here with me. Sure he has interviews, tv show appearances, and performances, but that's different.

There's a knock on the door. I punch in the code on the security pad before opening the door. Niall stands there in front of me, smiling. I jive him a weird look, but give him a hug and kiss on the cheek anyway. He steps inside and takes his shoes off.

"I kinda forgot my keys." He says rubbing the back of his neck. I chuckle at his forgetfulness as he continues into the kitchen. Now that I think of it, he got a ride from Liam this morning. "Did you already eat?" He asks as he looks in the fridge.

"Ya, I ordered Chinese." I lie. I didn't eat, I wasn't hungry. I just don't want him flipping out on me. He closes the fridge and opens the pantry door and pulls out a box of cereal. "Did you guys eat at the studio?" I ask watching as he gets out a bowl.

"Ya, we ordered a pizza. I only had one piece though." I follow him into the living room after he puts the milk back in the ridge. I don't question him anymore as he sits down. I sit a little further away from him than I usually do. We continue to watch reruns of Friends. I was watching them before he came home.

"How was your day?" He asks as he puts his bowl on the coffee table. He pulls me closer to him and puts his arm around my shoulders. I rest my head on his chest and wrap my arms around his waist.

"Lonely." He holds me a bit tighter. "Yours?" I look up at him.

"Tiring. Our choreographer got frustrated with us because we kept goofing off. You know how much we hate dancing." We both laugh a little. "Then in the studio towards the end we were tired and didn't want to do anything." I look back at the tv. Joey is talking to the chick and the duck again, and I smile. It's funny the things that make you happy. Just sitting here in Niall's arms makes me extremely happy, and safe.

"What are you guys doing tomorrow?" I ask as it switches to a commercial.

"Same thing. I'm going in at eight." He waited a minute. "You wanna come?"

"No, I don't wanna go when the other girlfriends won't be there. I don't wanna be the only one there that's not in a boy band or works for a boy band." He sighs.

"Actually Perrie was there today. I don't think she'll be there tomorrow though. Don't worry about it though. I want you there, and I'm sure the guys will be happy to see you."

"Are you sure I won't be a bother of get in the way?" I could feel him looking down at me.

"You are never a bother, and you never get in the way. Please just come? I'll get you a coffee? And a chocolate chip muffin?" He says poking at my sides. I squirm as a result.

"Ok, ok. I'll come." I say as I laugh. He's still poking my sides. "But just coffee." He smiles.

"Ok." He kisses the top of my head. "We better get to bed." He grabs his bowl and gets up. I rest my head where he was just sitting. I lay there until Niall comes back in. "You coming?"

"Maybe." I answer not opening my eyes. He turns the tv off and starts to pick me up. I panic at first because he might think I'm too heavy. He might think I'm fat. He continues to carry me to our bedroom. He lifts my sweatshirt over my head, and throws a pair of grey flannel pajama pants at me. I keep my tank top on, after changing into the pants. He gets undressed, and I can't help but watch. He always sleeps in his boxers, no matter how cold it is.

We get into bed and hold each other. I missed him today. I'm going to miss him when he leaves. I'm sure he felt the same way when I had to leave for twelve months. Harry told me the other day that when they finish their album their gonna release it right after. He also said awhile ago that after their new album gets released then they'll go on tour again. I shouldn't have been so shocked when Niall told me they were going on tour, I kind of expected it.

"I love you." Niall whispers.

"I love you too." I whisper back. I kiss his soft lips goodnight. I rest my head on his chest again. At least when Niall's gone I won't feel guilty about all the stuff I'v been doing behind his back when he's not home. Well, I'll still feel guilty, but I won't have to hide it as much.