Enchanted N.H

Chapter 23

I wake up next to Niall his arm wrapped around my waist and his head hidden away in my hair.
"Mornin' babe", I smile at his sleepy face and run my fingers of my uninjured hand over the stubble on his cheeks.
"I want to stay here", he mumbles tiredly and kisses my cheek.
"Your plane is leaving in five hours we gotta get up", I sigh with a glance to the alarm clock on his bedside table.
Niall mumbles something inaudible and gently pushes me off his bed and gets up himself.
"How's your hand?", he asks and shuffles to his closet to pick out an outfit.
"Hurts a little", I smile and head to the bathroom to get ready as well.
I take out my phone and log on to Twitter while I brush my teeth and I smile at all the lovely messages I received from the fans after the paparazzi uploaded his article about me going to the hospital.
He was clever and only mentioned my injured hand in the last bit of the text attached is a picture of Niall helping me out of the car that he must have taken sneakily before we had spotted him.
Elise sent me messages telling me to never ever cook again and my mother had already sent me the details to her flight to London.
She will arrive tomorrow midday and told me that she'd take a cab to my flat if I'd sent her the address.
I forgot to tell her (or maybe I left the part about my current relationship out of any message I had sent her on purpose) that I am not only dating Niall but that I am also living with him.
Since I don't want to give out his address via text I tell her to meet me at my work and I would finish early.
"You done ?", Niall asks and hands me a cup of tea when I walk downstairs to the kitchen. He is already dressed and ready to go, his luggage is placed in the hallway and the clock tells me that the cab will pick us both up in an hour.
"Your fans are truly amazing", I tell him and show him my Twitter feed, his eyes light up as he reads all the nice things they had written about me, him and our relationship.
"Yeah they are the best", he grins.
Like a lost puppy I stay by Nialls side and follow every move he makes.
After he bumped into me for the second time he grabs my face and kisses me passionately "Babe I know you are scared about me leaving but it will be alright", he says quietly as he sees how my eyes well up with tears again.
"Don't cry please, I want to leave you with a smile on your face so that I remember you like this", Niall mumbles and I bite my lip to keep myself from crying.
I don't want to look like a needy child or a puppy that can't go anywhere without it's owner but I am scared that Niall is going to forget me as soon as he steps into the airplane and that our little relationship was good while it lasted.
"I also needed to give you this, it's your Dads phone number just in case you make up your mind about seeing him while I am gone", he hands me a piece of paper and I sigh now my brain is occupied with completely different things.
"Thanks I will think about it", I kiss his cheek.
"The cab is here", he announces and slowly let's go of me and takes one of his bags in his hand.
How I wish the cab would be stuck in traffic or Nialls flight would be cancelled and he would have to stay here in London with me.
How I wish that he'd tell me that he'd stay and that he'd cancelled L.A. because he couldn't be without me.
I know it's childish that I wish he'd drop everything just to stay with me and I know this is kinda what I signed up for when I started to date an international superstar but that doesn't mean I am not hurt by it.
"I wish this drive would last a little longer", Niall sighs quietly and holds my hand a little tighter than before.
London traffic is bad but the taxi driver is experienced and knows his way through the smaller back streets and we arrive at the airport quicker than I have expected.
As soon as we step out of the car my heart sinks and the sadness spreads through my body quicker than I can stop it.
Niall senses my sadness and his lips meet mine no words are needed we both know that the next few weeks maybe months are going to be challenging for our freshly formed relationship and that both of us will have our doubts about it.
We know that both of us will try our best to hold on to this relationship but we don't know what will happen.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder was something I used to tell myself when I thought about leaving Elise back in Berlin but with Niall it's somehow different. I don't want to miss him because I am already missing my best friend but the thought of breaking up with Niall is even worse and I angrily ban the thoughts to the deepest parts of my brain.
Nialls fingers interlace with mine as we walk into the airport, he is hiding behind a hoodie and sunglasses and his bodyguard joins us when Niall tells him that we arrived.
I feel watched and I pray that no fans will interrupt the last precious moments I have with Niall as selfish as it sounds but I want to have him all to myself and not share him with screaming girls today.
"Remember that I will send you a playlist every day again so that you won't forget me", he teases and tries to lighten my mood.
"As if I could ever forget you Niall, you have already left a permanent mark on my heart", I sigh and kiss his cheek when I see him blush a little.
"Didn't know I had this big of an effect on you Vic", he smiles softly and I chuckle.
"Of course you do".
Niall gets a little uneasy and I know he has to keep going so that he doesn't miss his flight and I am the first one to pull away from our tight embrace.
"I will miss you", I try my best to hold back my tears and I can tell that he is doing the same by the glimmer in his blue orbs.
"I am already missing you", he mumbles and looks on the floor.
No more joking around.
Fear is now the biggest emotion that I feel.
I am scared to lose Niall. Never have I been so scared to lose a person and if I didn't know before I definitely know now that I am so deeply in love with the brunette irish man holding my hand.
Love can be frightening especially when challenging times are ahead but Niall is worth every tear I will cry in the next weeks .
"We really need to leave", his bodyguard looks uncomfortable to interrupt us but I give him an understanding smile.
One last kiss. One last time touching the slight stubble on his cheeks.
One last look at his beautiful face before he walks away.
Not looking back once and I know that if he did I would have run up to him and begged him to stay.
I wait until I can't see him anymore and my tears are silently running down my cheeks.
"Please don't forget me Niall Horan", I whisper barely audible.