A Niall Horan fanfic

Chapter Nine

hey, so basically this isnt the official part 9, its just something i wrote a while ago for the ending of the story and i'm going on holiday tomorrow so i thought i'd post this..and i know its a bit rubbish (sorry!) but i promise when i get back from holiday i'll make it 10x better and i'll add a lot more to the story. but please leave feedback on here or even tweet me!! thank you for reading and enjoy :) xx

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Niall and I excitedly made out way to the airport, singing out loud to the songs that came onto the radio “the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed” the radio blasted out as we sung along.

Niall swung his arm around my waist tightly “I love you babe” he whispered softly into my ear. I brushed my hair out of my eyes and giggled whilst replying “I love you too” that was the first time I ever told him that whilst actually meaning it. He smiled, I knew how much it them simple 3 words meant to him, they meant the world. He wasn’t the type of person to throw them words around lightly, and the fact I had said them back to him will have made him so happy.

Our car finally came to a halt just outside sunny old Manchester airport; I looked up towards my new husband before climbing out of the van awaiting our flight to America for our honeymoon. I couldn’t wait for this trip, it was going to be great, I knew it.

As niall trailed off to go get a trolley to place our many bags onto, I went to find out where abouts in this place our check in desk was; desk 4. We checked out bags in and went to sit in a quiet little café “if we don’t make it out alive, then I love you” he spoke with a cheeky grin on his face, I playfully hit him round the head “shut up you fool” I replied whilst sipping on my last bit of coffee. He looked proud of himself with that comment.

“Flight to New York airport now boarding at gate number 4” well that is us, all set for a lovely 2 week holiday in America, the place I had always wanted to visit with the boy I had always wanted to visit it with.

We walked down the aisle of the plane “second time I’ve walked down the aisle this week” I heard Niall giggle behind me as I finally found our seats towards the back of the plane.

As the plane set off down the runway, Niall grabbed my hand and turned his head towards me so that our faces were only inches apart; he bit onto his lip in which he looked very gorgeous in doing so.

After a while I closed my eyes and soon I was drifting off into a deep sleep. As my eyes were shutting I caught sight of Niall looking at me smiling, then my eyes banged shut and I was in dream world.

My eyes shot open suddenly at the loud screams and Niall shouting my name for me to wake up. The plane was rocking from side to side, I sighed as I realised it would only be a bit of harsh turbulence that we was going through.

I grabbed hold of the arm rest in order to try and steady myself, in Niall’s eyes he told me has was scared, he didn’t need to say it, I knew it, what was he scared of though? Had he heard or seen a lot more than me whilst I had been asleep? He must of. The look of panic across the cabin crews faces as they rushed past our seats heading towards the pilot sent shivers down my spine thinking about what was probably going to happen next. Was this it?

All I could think to myself was that this is it, after everything I had been through; my body had finally decided to stop fighting and just give up.

I grabbed hold of Niall’s arm, digging my nails as hard as I could wishing that this was all just a dream, however we all knew as much as we wished it was in fact a tragic reality. He scooped me up into his arms and I realised that it wasn’t a dream. I looked towards the window as a small piece of debri flew past; the woman that was sat next to me was desperately cradling her young child hoping for some kind of miracle to save us all. The child was screaming, clearly scared and there was nothing anybody could do about it.

A strong arm pulled me towards them “I love you” he croaked whilst frantically kissing my forehead. I placed my hands tightly around his waist; I didn’t want to lose him. I was scared, very scared – but also happy, happy that I was going to die in the arms of the only person I have ever loved.

A panicked voice stated “fasten your seatbelts guys. We are landing immediately” it was reassuring, but I still had a sense that not everything would be okay.

I stroked Niall’s soft arms, praying, wishing, hoping it wouldn’t be the last time I did so. A tear rolled down my cheek, I couldn’t believe what was happening. I tried to keep myself calm, I tried my hardest not to be hysterical, I didn’t want my last moments with Niall to be like that.

We both looked into each other’s eyes, ignoring the screams and plead around us, for once we were just focused on each other and the world around us didn’t matter anymore. We promised each other that we would die together, and we both kept that promise, we knew that in a couple of minutes we wouldn’t be able to do that, it would all be over then.

“See you on the other side beautiful” Niall paused, holding back tears forming in his eyes “I love you” he whispered into my ear one last time. His warm breath onto my skin. I placed my trembling hand onto his neck where it meets the face. I could still feel his pulse beating which meant my husband was still alive, we was both still alive. Although I knew it wouldn’t be long until our lives were taken from us right in front of our eyes, we held onto each other for dear life fretting that if we let go we may never meet again. All the memories we shared flashed in my mind, all the happy times, and the sad ones, we’d never be able to make anymore memories. I looked up and placed a kiss on Niall’s tear stained face. I undid my seatbelt and lifted up the armrest so I could be closer to Niall in our final moments.

I intertwined my fingers with his, his fingers were limp and weaker than mine, I glanced at his face, and pain overtook his eyes. He knew the end was coming.

I leant back onto the chair as a felt a huge impact force on my stomach before everything went black. It was over.