The Unluck of the Irish

Part 14: Back Together

Harry and I had arrived at Niall's new flat a lot quicker than I was expecting. I didn't even have time to think about what I was going to say. I was about to knock on the door when Harry stopped me.

"Don't. Whenever he hears someone knocking, he pretends not to be home and doesn't answer. I have a spare key anyway."

He unlocked the door and slowly opened it.

"Nialler!?" He called out, "Niall, there's someone here to see you!"

"Go away... I don't Wanna see anybody.." I heard a familiar but slightly raspier voice Come from a room down the hall.

I saw Harry walk to the room and he motioned for me to wait where I was standing.

"Niall, I'm pretty sure this is someone you wanna see."

"There's Nobody I want to see, Harry!"

I saw Harry motion for me again but this time for me to Come to the door. When I popped my head passed the frame so Niall could see me, his head weakly shot up from the bed.

"L-Laura?"

"Hi, Niall..."

He quickly gave a small smile.

"H-Hi.."

He looked so weak. His cheeks we're sunk in, his eyes we're no longer that sparkly blue, his ribs were protruding from his skin, and dark circles surrounded his eyes. Definitely things that could have been easily fixed by make up and contact lenses for that interview. I slowly walked to the bed and sat next to him.

"I'll give you two some privacy.." Harry spoke as he left the room.

"So.. how've you been?" He asked weakly. I sighed.

"I've been better.. I'd ask how you've been but clearly not too good.."

"Y-yeah.." He looked like he was on the verge of tears. I was about to speak when Niall suddenly burst to tears.

"I-I'm so sorry!!"

"N-Niall! Calm down!"

"No! You don't understand! Breaking up with you was the worst mistake of my life! I miss you!"

I hated seeing him this way. I then did something I wasn't expecting on doing when I got here. Comfort him. I pulled his head to my chest and softly stroked his hair back.

"Shh.. it's OK.."

He tightly clutched my waist and sobbed in my chest. I continued to stroke his hair back trying to calmly shush him.

"It's OK, Niall.. I'm here.. it's OK.."

After a few minutes, Niall's sobs quieted down.

"I love y-you so m-much.."

"I love you too, Nialler.. it's OK.."

"P-please take me b-back.."

I kissed the top of his blond head lightly.

"OK.. OK.. just calm down.. I'll take you back.. I forgive you.."

"R-really!?"

"Yes, really.."

The change in Niall's physical appearance seemed to almost change immediately. He wasn't so pale anymore and the pink coloration returned to his cheeks. I gently pecked his lips giving him a better reassurance.

He continued to sob into my chest a little while longer until his nerves began to wind down.

"Niall..."

"Yeah..?"

"When was the last time you slept? You look exhausted.."

"I only sleep about n hour a night since we broke up.."

"Well, we're back together now and I want my healthy Nialler back.. get some rest OK?"

"B-But.. I don't want you to go.."

"I wasn't planning to," I laid down on his bed and pulled him onto my chest. "I meant for you to sleep here.."

He gave a small smile and nuzzled my chest.

"OK.. as long as your still here when I wake up.."

"I will be, my love.."

I saw him close his eyes and slowly doze off as I continued to stroke his hair. I was so happy to be back with him.. I missed him so much.. As he slept, I gently kissed his head and whispered in his ear, "I love you, snowflake..."