Climbing The Walls (Niall Horan Love Story)

Chapter 13

*Niall's POV*

I couldn't fall asleep. I wanted to make sure Haley was okay. I made it my job to make sure she made it through the night, no more nightmares. I held her, loving the fact that she was mine. Her breathing was soft and even now, a welcome change from her previous thrashing, screaming, and crying. It broke my heart to see her like that. I couldn't even imagine what her dream must've been about... The way she was screaming my name and I couldn't be there in her dream to help her, I felt horrible. By the time I finally shook her awake, tears were flowing freely like a rapid river from my eyes. I just couldn't stand to see her upset, it broke my heart to see my reason to smile, cry. She turned in her sleep, and I loosened my grip so that she was facing me. She unconsciously leaned her head on my chest and placed her hand on my shoulder. I smiled, so elated with affection for her. No, more than affection... I loved her. I thought about that, let it sink in. I remembered our conversation about believing love at first sight, and I knew I believed it because we were the proof. From the moment I met you, everything changed. I smiled and kissed her head.

It was true though. I loved her from the minute she walked through the doors with Harry, her brown curls damp from the rain. I was so overwhelmed by this immense force of love for her; i was completely caught off guard. I waited my turn to hug her, and it was worth the wait. She was so beautiful.... And I loved her little joke about my FREE HUGS t-shirt. She was so cute. She made me believe in not only love at first sight, but perfection.

She snuggled her head against my chest, kind of like a kitten. I chuckled lightly, but tried not to wake her up. The corners of her mouth turned up for a second, and I smiled, relieved her dreams were better now. But nothing can compare to the joy I felt when I heard what she said next. "I love you, Niall," she murmured peacefully in her sleep. I prayed the thunderous beating in my chest wouldn't wake her. Did I hear her correctly? That seemed too good to be true. But she wrapped her arms loosely around my neck in her sleep and nuzzled her face into my neck, kissing it slightly. I tried my best not to giggle at the sensation. She slightly wrapped one of her legs around mine, and I swear every time she touched me it was like electricity. I didn't want to miss anymore of this wonderful moment, but soon sleepiness took over and I was out. I fell asleep with my lips to her forehead, absolutely positive that I was holding the girl I was in love with in my arms. She was everything I needed, wanted, and more, and no one would take her away from me.

*Haley's POV*

My next dream was much more pleasant. It wasn't very detailed, just Niall and I in the meadow confessing our love for each other. I knew that he didn't love me back, though. Life was no fairy tale. It was love at first sight for me thought, even if I had tried to deny it in the beginning.

Waking up might have been even more pleasant that my dream. Because when I woke up, I was in Niall's warm (and shirtless) embrace. And he had fallen asleep kissing my forehead. If heaven existed, this moment was where I was headed when I died. He was breathing heavily, but even thought he was unconscious, his grip was still comfortingly secure. My heart was throbbing with love for him; I swear it was going to overflow. Mental note: Thank Louis for the rest of your life. After all, if he hadn't convinced me to open up my heart and give love a chance, I wouldn't be in this position right now. And you know what? I thanked Chase. Because, had he not inspired that nightmare, Niall wouldn't have felt inclined to protect me while I was asleep. So, yeah thanks Chase, for making this the best morning of my life. That reminded me, i would have to tell Louis was my nightmare was actually about. I didn't want to tell anyone else, though. No need getting Niall worried, or madder at Chase. No, this was a Louis conversation to have.

My connection with Louis was different than the one I had with Niall. The connection I had with Niall was called true love. With Louis, it was more like soul mate best friends. He was like my older brother who teased me about my crush, joked around with me, tickle tortured me, but he was also there whenever I needed him. Plus, he always knew when I needed him. I could go to him with anything, and I didn't even have to ask to talk to him. He just had this weird ability to know when something was up with me. For reasons I had no explanation for, he just like, knew my mind and how it worked. And he's the only one who fits that description.