I was waiting to feel the pain but it never came. I opened my eyes and saw Niall holding me down on the floor.
"N-Niall!?"
"Baby, are you OK!?"
The security guards pinned the robber down and arrested him.
"I-I think so.. b-buy how did you get over here!?"
"Huh?" He looked back at his wheelchair which was in an aisle several feet away. "D-did I just..?"
"Niall! You.. You got up! You ran!!"
He smiled at me.
"Well.. I-I couldn't see him shoot you.."
I looked at him with such amazement. He loved me so much more than I had thought. He just ran! The doctors said it was almost impossible for him to just walk! But he ran! To save my life! He just beat all odds for the sake of my life! His love for me! I looked in his eyes and passionately kissed him right there... not caring who saw...
End of part 16 :) its short Cause it was supposed to be part of 15 but I wanted to leave a cliffhanger :D
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The Unluck of the Irish
FanfictionNiall is a typical Irish boybander. He's in One Direction. Has 5 amazing best friends. He's world famous. He has a loving girlfriend where everything seems absolutely perfect. But a streak of bad luck seems to have hit them both. Following the point...
