Dear Niall
Let's Fall In Love Again With Music As Our Guide
Chapter 17
The plane was quiet. I sat by Niall, my hand intertwined in his. I put in my earbuds and listened to "small bump" by Ed Sheeran. I loved that song. I looked out the window to see clouds. It had been 3 hours and only a few minutes left. I was excited. I kept squeezing his hand. I couldn't contain the excitement. After we boarded off, Niall went straight for the food court.
"They have donuts." He squealed.
"And pie, pizza, fried chicken," i said.
"Hell yes." He said, even more excited than before.
He went over the the counter and ordered. I got a cinnamon roll and a smoothie. We sat at a table. I sat across of him. I got out my iPhone and was taking pictures of Niall stuffing his face full of pizza. "Hey hey not pictures." He said, giggling. He kept hitting my foot with his. He held my hand in the middle of the table. He seemed sad. "Im not doing tour." He said. "Why its your dream." I said. "Well not entirely." He said. "What??" I spoke. "Your my dream." He said. "Lets go to the hotel." He said, helping me with my bags. "Okay." I said taking his hand. We took a limo to the hotel. I had never been in a limo. It was leather black. He leaned close to me. I laid my head on his.
We finally reached the hotel. He held my hand as we got out. Fans covered the sidewalk while guards pushed them away. I was hiding my face as i looked at the ground. "Why are you not showing that beautiful face." He said. I smiled looking up. I heard names getting called to me like "tube face" and "oxygen sucker". At least now my oxygen tank was in a backpack rather than carry it. I hated that but Niall was worth all the shit. He went to the counter and check in while i looked at the glossy tile. A chandelier was in the middle of the ceiling.
I felt like dancing. Right here in front of the world. "Come at me world." I thought to myself. "Here's the key." Said Niall, handing it to me. Room 913. His birthday. It must be special. We went up a spiral of stairs. He put his hand on my back as i opened the door. "I can't believe it," i said, looking at the velvet carpet. It reminded me of red velvet cake back at the bakery. I opened the door. The walls were a cream and the bed looked comfy. The balcony curtains were a satin. On the balcony was a table with two chairs. I sat on the bed soaking up the fluffiness. I closed the door locking it.
NIALL'S POV
She grabbed me saying, "Thank you". "No prob." I said, kissing her forehead. I looked around. Beautiful. I have never seen her smile so much. She seemed carefree, not so focused on her cancer. She seemed stressed the last week and she needed a stress reliever.
I tickled her stomach as she jerked back. "Don't." She said, swatting my arm. She always would freak when i did that as kids.
The plane was quiet. I sat by Niall, my hand intertwined in his. I put in my earbuds and listened to "small bump" by Ed Sheeran. I loved that song. I looked out the window to see clouds. It had been 3 hours and only a few minutes left. I was excited. I kept squeezing his hand. I couldn't contain the excitement. After we boarded off, Niall went straight for the food court.
"They have donuts." He squealed.
"And pie, pizza, fried chicken," i said.
"Hell yes." He said, even more excited than before.
He went over the the counter and ordered. I got a cinnamon roll and a smoothie. We sat at a table. I sat across of him. I got out my iPhone and was taking pictures of Niall stuffing his face full of pizza. "Hey hey not pictures." He said, giggling. He kept hitting my foot with his. He held my hand in the middle of the table. He seemed sad. "Im not doing tour." He said. "Why its your dream." I said. "Well not entirely." He said. "What??" I spoke. "Your my dream." He said. "Lets go to the hotel." He said, helping me with my bags. "Okay." I said taking his hand. We took a limo to the hotel. I had never been in a limo. It was leather black. He leaned close to me. I laid my head on his.
We finally reached the hotel. He held my hand as we got out. Fans covered the sidewalk while guards pushed them away. I was hiding my face as i looked at the ground. "Why are you not showing that beautiful face." He said. I smiled looking up. I heard names getting called to me like "tube face" and "oxygen sucker". At least now my oxygen tank was in a backpack rather than carry it. I hated that but Niall was worth all the shit. He went to the counter and check in while i looked at the glossy tile. A chandelier was in the middle of the ceiling.
I felt like dancing. Right here in front of the world. "Come at me world." I thought to myself. "Here's the key." Said Niall, handing it to me. Room 913. His birthday. It must be special. We went up a spiral of stairs. He put his hand on my back as i opened the door. "I can't believe it," i said, looking at the velvet carpet. It reminded me of red velvet cake back at the bakery. I opened the door. The walls were a cream and the bed looked comfy. The balcony curtains were a satin. On the balcony was a table with two chairs. I sat on the bed soaking up the fluffiness. I closed the door locking it.
NIALL'S POV
She grabbed me saying, "Thank you". "No prob." I said, kissing her forehead. I looked around. Beautiful. I have never seen her smile so much. She seemed carefree, not so focused on her cancer. She seemed stressed the last week and she needed a stress reliever.
I tickled her stomach as she jerked back. "Don't." She said, swatting my arm. She always would freak when i did that as kids.
Wow this was amazayn I can't wait to read the other storie!!!!!
8/20/14