Perfectly True ~ Niall Horan story

SEQUEL TO PERFECTLY FAKE - read that first <3

Niall's life is so silent without Lillianna.

Niall misses the way she taps on her phone with her dramatic acrylic nails until he settles into bed, then kisses him and tucks her toes beneath Niall's calves for warmth. She breathes heavy in her sleep, sometimes snores a little bit even though Niall would never tell her that; truth be told it usually keeps him awake longer than he'd prefer but tonight he can't sleep without it. He's hyper aware of the cars on the street, the rain pattering on the window. The sheets are stiff and too cold.
He looks at his suitcase and bites his lip nervously.
The next two weeks are judgement day for Lillianna and Niall, or should I say no judgement day ;)

•I've heard it said that marriage is like a single house but our love is likened to an invaded town conquered by each others souls, our love is as strong as the moon's pull to the ocean so much so that my heart swells painfully every time I lay my eyes upon her pretty face. •