The Right Man [SLY2] n.h.

Chapter 4

Amy Farrington:

 

The sound of loud laughter was becoming increasing louder as the day progressed and the fact that Niall’s laugh is naturally loud and contagious doesn’t help the situation.

I mean, don’t get me wrong, it’s a beautiful sound; and if I could go the rest of my life only hearing one sound, I would want it to be Niall’s laughter. The only problem is that it’s nearing four am and they are still up and talking and joking like its four in the afternoon.

I’m glad Niall’s friends are in town. I am, but, right now, I just wish they would quiet down. They have all day to talk, so it doesn’t make sense as to why they would be up at this ungodly hour. I’m not me without my sleep.

It had quieted down only long enough for my eyes to close. It was cruel of them to trick me into thinking I would be able to finally get some sleep. But I guess it isn’t their intentions to keep me up. They probably haven’t even noticed the time.

My eyes shot open when the door handle was being twisted. The door opened slowly and revealed a very happy looking Niall.

He immediately walked to the nightstand beside me to connect his phone to its charger. I watched as his phone lit up in his hands. He may have complained about how much he didn’t need a phone, but it’s never left his side since we picked it up from the store.  I know he loves his iPhone, but he just doesn’t want to admit it.

Somehow, I found myself staring at Niall rather than the phone. I hadn’t noticed I was staring, and he was certainly startled to see that I was.

“Amy, what are you doing awake? You’re usually asleep by now,” he said quickly before sitting down on the bed beside me. He grabbed my hand and gave me a look as if he were silently asking if anything was wrong.

I laughed lightly and said, “Yeah, so are you.”

“Amy, you know I don’t go to sleep as early as you do.”

Like I said before, they have no idea what time it is.

“So you’re saying you normally go to sleep after four am?”

“Don’t be absurd, Amy. I usually go to bed by 11:30.”

“Niall, its 4:23,” I stated.

“No it isn’t,” he said sure of himself.

I lifted my free hand to grab my phone and power it on facing me. I looked at him before turning the phone towards him to show him the time.

“Crap,” he said mostly to himself. “Sorry baby, I guess we lost track of time. I’ll get the boys situated in their rooms in the inn; and I will be right back.” He was now speaking rather quickly, so quickly, in fact, that it almost sounded like gibberish.

“Okay,” I whispered as he ran out of the room and I drifted off to sleep.

** ** **

“You’re friends are pretty cool lads, Niall. We are definitely inviting them to our wedding.”

He smiled widely at me before speaking, “yeah, they are. They honestly cannot believe that I’m getting married. After the whole Jessica situation, I said I would never want to marry anyone else again. They were going to hold me to that for the rest of my life, but obviously, at the time, none of us knew that there was someone like you that would come around looking for a way to Dublin and turn my world upside down and back up again.”

I smiled at him, but didn’t say a thing. I didn’t have to.

“You know, I’m really glad you came here that day. I’m really glad you had to go through all that trouble to get to Conner, because that brought us together. Over all, I’m really glad to have met you.”