11:11 - Niall Horan Fanfiction

Part 5

Part 5

“You look tired.” Niall says as you set foot into his apartment. You yawn and nod, stretching out your arms.

You gasp, staring at what hung on the wall behind Niall.

“What is that?” you beg, pointing to the large canvas.

“It’s the picture you drew of me.” he says so matter-of-factly.

“But…but, why is it so…huge?”

“I had it blown up so I could remember the first day we met. It came in this morning, and I had the delivery guy help me hang it up.” Niall blushes, looking back to you with a cheesy grin.

You extend your arms, wrapping them around Niall’s figure. You stand, hugging him, for what seemed like an eternity.

“So, what do you want to do today?” he asks, grabbing hold of your both hands. The gesture still shocks you.

“Up to you,” you begin, flashing Niall a smile before fixing part of his hair that has come undone from his wave.

He blushes, his eyes darting to the ground.

So finally, you and Niall decide to stay in for the day and watch movies, while chowing down on the huge order of Chinese food Niall had just finished ordering.

“What film?” he asks you, squatting beside the rack of movies.

“Do you have Grease?” you wonder, biting on your thumb nail.

“Brittney, of course I have Grease.” he winks, pressing PLAY. The DVD was clearly over-played, as it sat in the player already. You laugh at Niall who jogs over to you and plops down beside you. The movie begins, and the opening scene plays. You can’t focus on the movie though, with Niall lounging beside you, in his baggy sweats and baseball cap.

He slowly grabs your hand and you feel your cheeks grow hotter. You hope it’s not noticeable that you’re cheeks are burning scarlet.

You quickly glance at Niall, who is engrossed in the film, laughing at the end of every scene.

You still can’t believe you’ve only known Niall for two weeks, and you already feel like you’ve been together for a lifetime.

The whole rest of the day you watch Grease on replay, as the sun sets in the sky, you slowly set your head down on Niall’s shoulder. Everything feels strangely perfect. More perfect than it has ever been. You can hear Niall’s heart beginning to beat faster at you bury yourself closer to him.

Niall says something, but you can’t hear him. You are suddenly swallowed up, into another world, where you dream of you and Niall.

“Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?” a voice asks beside you. But when you turn your head, you can’t see who it is. All you can see is Niall in front of you, his cheeks red and eyes achingly beautiful.

“I do.” you say slowly.

And the priest turns to Niall, asking the same thing. Barely letting the priest speak the last word, Niall agrees, bringing you into his arms and kissing you. You hear the crowd roar behind you, but slowly, the cheers morph. They suddenly change into screams. Ear piercing, heart quickening screams.

You unlock your grasp from Niall, and scream, along with the crowd. A horrid face is left as his face. A terrifying smile is planted firmly on his face. You step back, trying to escape the reach of this creature, but unexpectedly find yourself falling. You shriek, trying to hold onto something, anything. But it’s no use, you just find yourself falling faster as you claw through the empty air. Everything is black.