Niall Horan Imagines

Once In A Lifetime

*Warning: This may make you cry.

Headaches were controlling your life. You decided to go to the doctor while Niall was at work,” You didn’t want to worry him while he was working on the new album. You had been married for two years, and the time you had with him was amazing. The doctor decided to do some tests to be safe rather than sorry. You were nervous, but the thought of seeing Niall later always made you feel better.

-Four hours later-

Niall’s POV

The familiar noise of (Y/N)’s ringtone played on my phone. “Hey darling. What’s up?” I asked her. “Hey Ni. When are you going to be home?” she excitedly asked. “In about a hour. What’s the plan for tonight?” “I was thinking we could go to the carnival in town. I want to go bungee jumping,” she giggled. “Seriously?” (Y/N) never liked to do insane things like that. “Yeah. I want to take a risk,” she played. “Okay. I’ll be home soon then we will go.” She told me bye and that she loved me and hung up. I love her. She is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me and marrying her was the smartest decision I have ever made. It sure will be interesting to see her face when she jumps.

I get home to find her sitting on the couch in a pair of jean short, a 5sos tshirt, and a pair of keds. She was adorable. “Hello princess,” I said kissing her forehead. “Hey Ni. How was work?” “Great. Im excited for our little outing,” I smile at her. “Oh yeah uh. Me too,’ she nervously says. “(Y/N), are you sure everything is okay?” I ask. “It will be for now,” she reassures me with a kiss. We head to the carnival and she runs straight to the bungee jumping line. “I am so excited,” she giggles, “I will finally be able to mark this off of your bucket list.” “I didn’t know this was on your bucket list,” I say suspiciously. “It is now,” she says as they buckle her in to jump. “Video it, please,” she smiles. Her face is priceless. But she looked like she had a good time. “Okay now that that is over, do you want to tell me what is really going on?” I ask her. Jumping around my question, she says, “let’s get ice cream.” There is no point in fighting her. she will tell me when she is ready. We enjoy our ice cream together and then head home. She changes into one of my shirts and jumps in bed with me. She straddles my waist and begins to kiss up and down my neck. “(Y/N). What has gotten into you?” I chuckle. She looks at me and tears begin to fall from her eyes. “Oh Princess. I didn’t mean to make you cry. I am so sorry,” I wipe her tears with my thumbs. “You didn’t make me cry, Ni. I have something important to tell you.” Worry had filled my mind. “Is everything okay?” “Ni. You have to promise me that you will be okay,” she says to me. “I cant promise until I know what I am supposed to be okay about,” I softly say back. Her once smiling expression is now one of terror. “Niall. I’m dying,” she whispers. “What?” I don’t believe her. She has go to be lying. “I have stage four cancer of the brain. I have had headaches recently and I decided to go to the doctor today. I didn’t want to worry you but they did tests,” she voice got soft. Sobs begin to escape her mouth and I cant hold myself together either. “How long?” is all I can say. “Four months.” We hold each other and continue to cry. (Y/N) eventually stops and wipes my face. “This is not how I want to spend my last four months. I want to do things I have always wanted to do, but I am going to need your help.” She says. “I’ll call the boys tomorrow and tell them everything. I will take however long off that you need me,” I stutter still trying to stop the sobs. “Niall can we just cuddle for now?” she softly says. I don’t reply, I just pull her close. She lays her head on my chest. “I love you Niall James Horan. Please promise me that you will move on once I’m gone,” she says sternly. “I love you. I will never forget you, but I promise I will do my very best to go on with life once you are gone, but lets not think of that right now.” I run my fingers though her beautiful curly hair. Her breathing grows steady. “Niall?” she whispers. “Yes princess?” “I’m scared,” she sighs. I cover my mouth with my hand to stop the sob from leaving my mouth, because I know that isn’t what she wants. After I compose myself, I finally say, “me too, but I will be here through it all.” She eventually falls asleep with my arms holding her tightly. I don’t sleep however. How can I? I am going to lose my world in four months.

(Y/N) has her good days and she has her bad days. On her good days, we go out and mark one thing off of her bucket list. On some days, we plan her funeral which is rather morbid. I hate it. We also spend all of our time together. I try my best to make her last days as special as possible. I never knew I would have such little time with her. I always thought we were going to grow old together. Today is one of (Y/N)’s bad days. She cant do much, because the headaches drain her. She has medicine that she takes. It makes her tired so she will sleep a few hours and then wake up. Sometimes the headache is better and sometimes it is just as bad as it was before. She has lost a lot of weight, because on her bad days she cant keep anything down. I am currently staring at her beautiful figure. She has her head in my lap, and I am softly stroking her gorgeous brown hair as I stare into her stunning green eyes. “Ni. I’m tired,” she whispers. “Why don’t you rest then?” I smile at her. “No Ni. I’m tired of fighting,” she says all the fear gone. I can tell she is ready to go, and that this stupid cancer has taken all of the fight out of her. “It’s okay, (Y/N). You don’t have to fight any more. It’s okay to go,” I try my best to hold back the tears that are fighting to escape my eyes. I kiss her soft lips. “Kiss me again, Ni.” I do as she asks. “Niall James Horan. Thank you so much for taking care of me. And thank you for loving me. I wouldn’t have wanted to spend this life with anyone else. I love you,” she weakly smiles. “I love you too. And you have made my life so worth so much more. Thank you for teaching me what true love is. You’ll always be my princess,” I kiss her forehead. She lifts her head to kiss me. “Ni?” “Yes darling.” “Will you sing to me?” I nod my head and begin to sing the first song that comes to mind. (Y/N) has always loved this song. “It sounds like you
When I close my eyes
All the stars align
And you are by my side
You are by my side
Once in a lifetime its just right
That we are always safe
Not even the bad guys in the dark night
Could take it all away,” I sing to her. She slowly closes her eyes and I continue to sing. Watching her chest slowly rise and fall.
“Somehow it feels like nothing has changed
Right now my heart is beating the same
Out loud someone’s calling my name
And it sounds like you
When I close my eyes
All the stars align
And you are by my side
You are by my side
You are by my side
You are by my side
Once in a lifetime you were mine.”

Her chest stops rising and her eyes are completely closed now. I check her pulse and I know she is gone. Her lifeless body lies next to me. I pull her once warm body close to my chest and begin to cry. It just doesn’t seem fair. Why did this have to happen to her? She didn’t deserve this. I call the funeral home to inform them, but ask that they wait a little while to come. I just want to hold her one last time. I kiss her cool lips and her beautiful forehead. “I love you,” I sob into her hair. “I’m so sorry. I wish I could have taken your place.” The funeral home arrives and I know I have to let her go. They gently lift her body off of the bed we shared and put her on the gurney to be taken away. I will never forget what she taught me. She taught me that in order to enjoy the happy days in life, we must experience bad ones. She taught me how to love. And how to love endlessly.

-6 Years Later-

Niall’s POV

I see my beautiful daughter, (Y/N), sleeping in her crib. She is everything I ever dreamed she would be. There is never a day that passes that I don’t miss (Y/N), but I promised her that I would move on. I’m married now. And although I always imagined (Y/N0 would give me my first child, my daughter is still my most prized possession. She is my princess. “I miss you, (Y/N),” I whisper as I watch my baby sleep.