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

December 2, 2016

December 2, 2016

Jackie's POV

I wake up to the sound of Niall's alarm blaring on his phone. I roll over to find out that his phone is right next to me. Why is it over here? I pick it up, squinting at the bright light, and turned the alarm off. Why would he want to get u at six? He obviously didn't hear it. I put his phone back down and climb over to the other side of him. I kiss his cheek. Nothing. I continue to kiss him. I kiss his torso, his chest, his neck, his forehead, and his nose. I start to kiss his lips when I feel him smiling and kissing me back. I pull away just as he starts to kiss me back. I get up then hit him in the face with a pillow.

"Get up we gotta get ready." I say giggling before picking out my cloths then heading into the bathroom. Before closing the door I hear him mumble some words to himself.

"Fuckin tease." I laugh. I take a shower and get out. It took longer than I had intended. There's no noise on the other side of the door. I sigh and wrap the towel around my hair. I put my knee brace on then get dressed in grey sweatpants, and a tee shirt. As I start to brush my teeth there's a knock on the door. I open it to find Niall of course.

"Could I get in the shower while you at the sink?" I nod, not being able to speak with tooth past in my mouth. He slipped passed me. I try not to look as he gets undressed, but it's hard not to look. He gets in and pulls the curtain across. You can't see anything now. I finish up then move on to my hair.

"If I was just another dusty record on the shelf,

Would you blow me off and play me like everyone else?

If I asked you to scratch my back could you manage that?

Further more I apologize for any skippin tracks.

It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks.

I use to, use to, use to now I'm over that.

Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts." He's singing an old song by Gym Class Heroes.

"If only I could find a note to make you understand.

I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand.

Keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune.

And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you." I take a deep breath. I never sing in front of other people, but Niall's different. I sing the next part that's usually sung by Adam Levine.

"My hearts a stereo.

It beats for you so listen close.

Hear my thoughts in every no-o-ote.

Make me your radio.

And turn me up when you feel low.

This melody was meant for you.

So sing along to my stereo." I can tell Niall is smiling now. I continue to brush my hair as he continues it.

"Let's go!

If I was an old school fifty pound boom box,

Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walked?

Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops?

And crank it higher every time they told you to stop.

And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me,

When you have to purchase mad D batteries.

Appreciate every mix tape your friends make.