Dear Liam (a Niam story)

Dear Liam (a Niam story)

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"Dear Liam" he started his letter. But that was so long he came. He couldn't think, couldn't sleep, and couldn’t eat. He needed Liam. But Liam was gone. "There's so much I want to say to you, but I'm not sure where I should begin. Should I start off by telling you that I love you? Or that the days I've spent with you have been the happiest in my life? Or that in the short time I've known you, I've come to believe that we were meant to be together? I could say all those things and all would be true, but as I reread them, all I can think is that I wish I were with you now, holding your hand and watching your magic smile. In the future, I know I'll relive our time together a thousand times, I'll hear your laughter and see your face and feel your arms around me. I'm going to miss all of that, more than you can imagine. I can't tell you how much you mean to me, all those small things you did, that made me so happy. It made what we had seem even more special, and that's how I always want to remember my time with you. I'll think about you every day, every moment we ever had together in those two weeks. But I am scared that there will come a time where when you don't feel the same way about me anymore, that you'll somehow forget about what we shared, so I have this stupid idea: Wherever you are and no matter what's going on in your life, when it's the first night of full moon--like it was the first time we kissed--I want you to find the moon in the nighttime sky. I want you to think about me and the weeks we shared, because wherever I am and no matter what's going on in my life, that's exactly what I'll be doing. Looking at the moon, and think about us. If we can't be together, at least we can share that, and maybe between the two of us, we can make this last forever. I love you, Liam Payne, and I'm going to hold you to the promise you once made me. If you come back, I'll marry you. Love, Niall" "I miss you Liam" He whispered and let the tears fall on the new letter.
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I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

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