Chapter 22

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Chapter 22:

            Taylor’s POV: Last night was so amazing, no words can explain it. I would have made the worst mistake of my life if I cut myself. My hero is Niall James Horan; I want the whole word to know. I’d take a bullet for this boy any second of the day. I’d jump in front of a bus to save his life. I’d risk everything I have to save him no matter how valuable it is. He is my world and I pledge to never leave his side until our time is up together. I turn around and he isn’t there. I get out of bed with confusion and sadness. About to open up my door I spot an envelope with my name on it. “Good morning Beautiful, sorry I wasn’t there when u woke up but I need to get everything perfect for today. I have a surprise for you tonight! I need you to be at the Grand Park around 7. See you then gorgeous. P.S. Your first surprise is in your closet, but don’t look at it until it’s almost 7!” I set the note down and looked at what time it was, 1:00. I decide to take a long shower to have some time pass by. By the time I get out it’s almost 2 so I decide to curl my hair. I turn on some tunes and dance around while getting everything ready to curl my hair. Finally my hair is complete and it looks perfect! I put on my make-up and make sure it’s perfect. I still have about 2 hours to spare and I’m dying to know what’s in my closet. I can’t handle it anymore and I walk over to my closet and open the doors. I walk in and turn the light on and see the most gorgeous dress I’ve ever seen in my life. A short/long white dress with diamonds going across the top and bottom with beautiful silver high heels. “Oh my god Niall.” I say to myself grabbing it and carefully taking it out of the protection bag. I slip it on and zip it up, Slide on the heels and look at myself in the mirror. I look at the time and realize I’ve been staring at myself for almost an hour just admiring the dress. It’s almost time for me to go the park and I look out the window seeing a white limo in my driveway. I touch up my make-up and walk out the door. “Good evening madam.” The shofar opens the door and I step in and making sure my dress doesn’t get caught in the door. “We pull into the circular driveway of the park and I look out the window and see this train of white lights leading somewhere off into the woods. The shofar opens the door and puts his hand out to help me out. I stand there in shock looking at all of decorations. “Wow, this is beautiful.” I say under my breath. “He’s been working on this ever since 6 in the morning just trying to make this perfect for you. You must be one special woman in his life madam.” The shofar steps into the limo and drives away. I walk on the stones that follow the trail of the lights. I walk past bushes with beautiful bouquets of lilies growing on them. The path stops at this beautiful bandstand decorated with lights and a trail of white roses lead up to a table set for two and a very handsome Irish boy pacing back and forth talking to himself. He walks over the rail and puts his head down. I step forward quietly and walk up the steps. I walk over to him and put my hand on top of his. “This is the most beautiful date I’ve ever been on Nialler. I love it.” He picked up his head slowly and his eyes trail up looking at me. “Nialler?” His mouth is wide open trying to say something but nothing is coming out. I walk up to him and give him a long lingering kiss.  

Hope your enjoying it(: Here is the dress that was explained in the story, It's the white one! I want this dress so badd(:

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