Sam’s P.O.V

The trip to the airport is relaxing. Niall is next to me and Paul is up front talking with the driver. Looking over at Niall I see him reading some piece of paper. I ignore it thinking that it’s just some fan letter that he always gets. The ride is so silent I drift off to sleep, however I am woken up few short minutes later as we arrive at the Kansas City international airport. It is odd to now think that this town had once held great memories now one horrid one blots out the rest of the great memories.

We manage to board our flight just before the gates were closing. Once aboard we both collapsed into our seats and fell asleep once we were both buckled in. I drifted off into the dream about the night I killed Drake and Rick.

“The scene goes fuzzy and I am brought back to the beginning of the fight. I can feel the swords pierce my sides, the anger and hatred that swelled through my veins. Then I strike Drake in the back of the neck killing him. Then straight to killing Rick with none of the things that happened before just the killing. I am standing there leaning over drake neck broken, and Rick with my knife stuck in his throat not too far away. Then I hear the explosion and then I am running to the jeep and soon driving off to the hotel; leaving the burning building to devour anyone who was left inside.”

I am woken up by someone shaking me. My first instinct is to throw an elbow at the person who is shaking me only to find out it is Niall who catches my elbow before it can strike him.

“You ok? You were speaking Spanish and I all I understood was death and the names Drake and Rick. Are you having flashbacks to the night we escaped?”

I can tell Niall I concerned, but I don’t have to answer him since the pilot announces our arrival in Ireland. We busy ourselves with getting our gear ready to leave the plane. Soon the plane lands and we are allowed to turn our phones back on. When I do I set it back in my pocket and let the messages flood in for a few minutes. It is funny how my phone is still going off when we get our luggage and make our way to the car that has been waiting for us. I am so use to not getting messages on my phone, but now I have to wait a few minutes before the messages stop. While in the car I finally start to read the messages. Most are from fans on twitter asking me if Niall popped the question yet; which to me is a weird question is. I guess it makes sense since we have been dating for three years now. Then I get to the messages from Kate and Rachel both have big news and ask me to call them as soon as I can.

“Do you know of the big news that could have Kate and Rachel all excited as if it was our first time out as a team?” I ask Niall while snuggling up to him as best I could with our seatbelts on.

“I wouldn’t have a clue as to what as them so excited; they might have just gotten asked to marry their boyfriends they couldn’t leave you alone for a few weeks and let you relax.” Niall says with a knowing smile but I let him think he fooled me. I turn my attention back to my phone and call the girls.

“Hey guys my phone just stopped buzzing. So what is it that you need to tell me?” I inquire.

“WE BOTH GOT ASKED TO BE MARRIED TO ONE FITH OF ONE DIRCTION.” They both scream at the same time. I swear they had that whole scream in my ear thing planed out since they got engaged.

“So did Niall ask you yet?” Kate asks barley taking a breath between her sentences

“That is so awesome. When did this event occur? And what do you mean did Niall ask me yet?” This whole conversation has gotten weird but that is how it is with me and the girls. Weird conversations are just another part of our day. They proceed to tell me about how each of the lads proposed to them. After they do they have to go so we say our goodbyes. We would see, or talk to each other again for the next couple of weeks.

Shit they did not tell me why they asked if Niall had popped the question yet. As if reading my mind I get a message from Rachel. The message has a picture of the lads going into a jewelry store; one that specializes in engagement rings. I should know we broke down a stronghold of Storms there a few years ago. Well the picture doesn’t prove anything. By the time I finish looking at the picture Niall is looking away with red in his cheeks.

“Niall care to explain this picture of you and the lads going to a jewelry store that specializes in engagement ring?" I ask teasingly. He sighs and sits back up from the slouching position he had been in and tells the cab driver to stop. We have now reached his moms house where we will be staying. He pays the taxi driver as he is getting out to grab our luggage. I look around at the place as I get out as well. When Niall said he bought his mom a new house recently I had no idea that it would be this beautiful and spacious. The yard is over 5 acres of land, and has horses, and a pool.

“You asked me to explain a picture well here is the explanation.” Niall says getting down on one knee and a ring in his hand. “I have never felt more sure of anything in my life then what I am about to do. Will you make me the luckiest Irishman alive by marrying me?” Niall asks.

I could not believe what I just heard. I can’t answer him, I know that if I do say yes that would put his life in much greater risk. If I say no then I will ruin everything. Instead of answering I just take off running. I turn to see Niall getting up and taking our luggage in the house. I just continue to run. I need to think I need to clear my head.

Few hours later I arrive back at Niall’s and find him sitting on the steps. Before he could do anything I run up to him and give him a big hug.

“Yes a million times yes. I will marry you Niall.” I say as he pulls me in tighter. “I’m sorry I ran I just needed time to think.”

“I know love its fine. We should go inside your mom has already arrived and dinner is ready. It’s time to show you off as my fiancé.” He says releasing me from the hug but taking my hand and leading me into the house to our awaiting parents.

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