Why me? (a Niall Horan fan fiction)

Chapter 12-Why me?

A/N I'm posting another chapter tonight. Y'all better love me right now.

My head swung in different directions as I saw the little park Niall brought me to, with the little preschool building to the left. We met here, on the first day of preschool. I saw the little swings, the monkey bars, the slide, and I smiled. I glanced at Niall and he saw me smiling, and smiled too. I ran over to the swings randomly and he chased after me, panting. I knew he wasn't a fast runner, that's why I always raced him. I beat him to the big swing, and he arrived 30 seconds later, bent over and breathing heavily. He fell to the ground and I saw the slow rise and fall of his chest. He raised his hands to his knee and rolled to one side groaning. He kept moaning and rolling around. I laughed at him until

I saw his face. It was strained, and I saw a tear forming in the corner of his eye. Oh god, was he okay? I rushed to his side, placing my hand on his chest.

"Niall, Niall are you ok?" I asked, my voice concerned. He just lay there, groaning. Oh man, what have I done?

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." I heard a low moan escape his lips. Oh my god, i whipped out my phone and started dialing emergency services.

"GAH!!!!!!!!!" i heard from behind me and I felt hands on my waist, pulling me into the muck. I screamed and heard loud laughing. I turned around and saw Niall rolling around in the mud, laughing his arse off. I shoved him, which just made him laugh harder. My dress was now all muddy, and my hair was all messed up. I glared at him playfully, and he got up and offered me his hand. I took it, but for a different reason. I grabbed it and it felt warm and very big compared to mine. I felt sparks as his hand touched mine and squeezed. I started to get up but then yanked on his hand, causing him to splash face-first into the muck. He groaned and propped himself up onto his elbows. It was my turn to laugh now, and laugh I did. I laughed until my stomach hurt and I felt like my sides were splitting open. He got up and brushed off some of the mud, flicking the rest at me. That was the start of a huge mud fight. So much for dressing up nicely. My dress was ruined! Once we finished our mud brawl, we walked towards the swings, hand in hand. I sat down on the big one, but it seems Niall had other plans.

"Oh no you don't," he says, and picks me up bridal style, plopping me in the baby swing. I giggled as he started to push me, his large hands pressing on the back of the swing. He helped me out of the swing (which took some doing, trust me!) and we walked to the center of the field, where there was a blanket set out. We lay down and watched the sun make its slow descent, to be replaced by the moon. Niall played with my hair and I had my head on his lap. We stayed like this for the longest time, watching the sky turn dark and feeling the air turn cold. Niall saw me shiver, and he wrapped his jacket around me. It was thick and warm and smelled like vanilla and cinnamon. I wanted to freeze this moment, and stay in it forever. I felt so nice, my head in Niall's lap, him swirling my hair. I had never felt more relaxed, knowing everything was ok. I was being taken care of for once in my life, and I liked it. I don't deserve it, but it was nice. The last thought I had before slipping into sleep was how it won't last.

A/N aw, Nallie! Yay couple name! Lol or alliall? nallison? I like Nallie better :P