Niall Horan my prince charming, Vero M. [classic novels TXT] 📗

shout. “You like them?” he asks. “Yeah, I do.” You say. “Two please!” he shouts. You look at him and smile. He buys two matching bracelets. Niall ties one around your wrist and you tie the other one around his. You look at him and smile. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you tightly into hug. “Thank you.” You say. He smiles and taps your nose.

Irish Fiddle Music

“Would you like to go, sit down and listen to the music?” he asks. You nod. He takes your hand and you sit down on the grass near to the stage. There is a huge stage for dancing, but it’s empty. “No one’s dancing.” You say. “They’re too shy maybe.” Niall says. Then a little boy turns around and looks at Niall sadly. “It’s empty, because no one wants to dance with me.” He says angrily and crosses his arms. “You should ask someone. A girl?” you say and look around. The boy looks around too and then smiles. “Would you like to dance?” he asks and looks at you. “Me?” you ask. “Yeah, you’re a girl!” He exclaims. You look at Niall – he smirks. “Well…okay?” you say and smile. You stand up and the little boy takes your hand. You’re standing in the middle of the stage. You look at the boy. “Hey!” you say and cower in front of him. “What do you think if we ask all of those people to dance with us?” you ask. “How? Look at them, they don’t want to.” He says. “Maybe they don’t have anyone to dance with? Just like you didn’t?” you ask. He smiles brightly and nods. “So we just ask them?” he asks. You shake your head. “No, just go, take their hand and drag them onto the stage.” You say. “Yeah!” he shouts. “Okay. Go.” You whisper. He runs to an old man and takes his hand. You run to a little girl and pick her up. She cheers and starts clapping her hands. People are thrilled and soon the whole stage is full of people. You put your hands on the little boys’ shoulders and a lady behind you puts her hands on your waist. There’s a line of people dancing behind you. They’re having a lot of fun and dancing with excitement.

“Thank you.” The boy says. “You’re welcome.” You say and pat his head. You look at Niall – he’s smiling brightly. You run to him and drag him onto the stage. He wraps his arms around your waist and you put your head on his shoulder. “That was amazing.” He says. “People are too shy sometimes.” You say. He looks at you and giggles. “What?” you ask. “They’re all talking about you.” He says. “What? Why?” you ask. “They just like you. You were brilliant. You dragged them onto the stage and they had a lot of fun. They did something they would have never done. And you just are like that.” He says. “Like what?” you ask. “Everyone can’t help but love you. You’re so sincere, so honest and pure.” He says. “It’s impossible not to like you.” He says and kisses your head.

It’s getting dark already. You sit on the grass and eat a cotton candy. “I’ll have to take you somewhere.” He says. “Where?” you ask. He smiles mischievously. “You’ll see.” He says. “Nah, Niall! Don’t do this to me!” you giggle and poke his hand. He takes your hand and you stand up. You go with him. You see a lake and a sign. “Boat Rentals?” you ask. He smiles and nods.

He helps you to climb into the boat he rented. He starts rowing. “I know I can’t make you feel as a Disney princess, but…” he searches for words. You put your finger on his lips. “You have made me feel better. I’m sure any of those princesses and princes have never felt something like we do.” You whisper. He smiles and nods.

Then he takes his bag. “I have something to you.” He says and takes out a pump. “Oh My God.” You say when he tries to open it. “Niall? It’s a sky lantern, isn’t it? Like in Tangled?” you ask and stand up. The boat starts swaying heavily. “Woah!” Niall giggles. “Sorry.” You laugh and sit down again. “Yeah, a sky lantern.” He says and gives it to you. He takes his guitar he bought at the fair. He starts playing it. You have tears in your eyes. It’s too good to be true. No one has ever done this to you. It’s like a dream and you’re afraid of waking up. He smiles and starts singing.

Mandy Moore and Zachary Levi - I See The Lights

“All those days chasing down a daydream. All those years living in a blur. All that time never truly seeing things, the way they were. Now she’s here, shining in the starlight. Now she’s here, suddenly I know. If she’s here, it’s crystal clear. I’m where I’m meant to go.” He sings. “And at last I see the light. And it’s like the fog is lifted. And at last I see the light. And it’s like the sky is new. And it’s warm and real and bright. And the world has somehow shifted. All at once, everything is different. Now that I see you, now that I see you.” You sing together. You smile brightly and he kisses you. “I love you.” You say tears in your eyes. “It’s not a dream, is it?” you ask. “No.” he shakes his head. “Pinky promise me it isn’t a dream.” You say. He smiles and takes your hand. He wraps his little finger around yours. “Pinky promise.” He says. “Pinky promise you won’t leave me.” You whisper. “I promise. I’ll never leave you.” He says and pulls you into kiss.

He takes the lantern and lights it. You both hold it and let it go at the same time. Niall pulls you into hug and you look at it floating away to the stars.

You’re sitting on a balcony and staring at the lake. It’s quite cold autumn morning and Niall is still sleeping. You’re drinking coffee and just thinking about everything that has recently happened. You have never been so happy that you are now. Someone covers your eyes with his hands. You feel Niall’s sweet scent and smile. “Niall?” you whisper. He removes the hands and kisses lightly your lips. “Morning, beautiful. How did you sleep?” he asks and lays a blanket on you. “With you? Perfectly.” You say the same thing Niall says to you every morning. Niall giggles and pulls you into hug. “It’s cold.” He whispers and rubs your hands to warm them up. He sits on the bench and stretches out his arms. You sit on his lap and he wraps a blanket around you both. You put your head on his shoulder and listen to him breathing deeply and slowly. “I don’t think I have enough time in this life to fall in love with all of you.” He whispers. “Every day I find something new to love. It’s like I’m looking for the last sentence to a letter naming all the ways in which I love you. I swim in oceans of you and get lost in your breath. I will spend my time in the next life and in every life that follows finding all the reasons. I will look until forever ends.” He whispers. You look at him and smile. “I’m in love with you.” You say. “And all these little things.” He whispers and kisses your nose.

“You took it! I know you did!” you shout. Niall runs away from you and giggles like a little child. “But you don’t need it!” he says. “It’s my make-up bag. Of course I need it. Where did you put it?” you ask. “You don’t need it.” He whispers and strokes your cheek. “Niall! Why are you doing this? I’m hideous!” you moan. “What are you talking about?” he frowns. “Never say that again, beauty.” He whispers and pulls you into kiss. “Can you just be like you are? I like you this way.” He smiles. “Trust me. You’re amazing.” He says and pulls you into hug.

“(Y/N)!” You hear Niall shouting your name. “Come here, please!” he says excitedly. You run to the kitchen and he hugs you from the behind. “What is it?” you giggle when he kisses your neck. He points at the window. “Look!” he whispers. You look out and see two gorgeous swans on the lake. “Oh My God, Niall.” You whisper and look at him. “Would you like to feed them?” he asks. You nod and he smiles. “Let’s go then.” He says and bites his lip.

Taylor Swift - Begin Again

“They won’t bite?” you ask. He looks at you and takes your hand. “I won’t let them.” He says. You nod and throw them bread. “Look! She ate it!” you cheer. You and Niall throw bread to the swans. You giggle because Niall throws the bread at the swan’s head and she doesn’t seem to like it at all. “That swan doesn’t like me.” He pouts his lip. “Awh!” you laugh and pull him into hug. “Niall?” you whisper. “What?” he asks. “Turn around.” You whisper. He turns around – there are a huge flock of sparrows staring at you and your bread. “Oh how cute!” he cheers. He takes the bread and comes closer to the sparrows. Suddenly they all start flying around. “Oh my God!” he exclaims and looks at you. He’s smiling brightly. You burst into laugh. There are at least 15 sparrows sitting on his shoulders, arms and two little ones on his head. “Oh, Niall!” you laugh. He puts some bread on his hand and the sparrows start pecking the bread from his hand. “It’s adorable.” You smile. “Would you like to feed them?” he asks. You nod and he gives you a piece of bread. Some of them come over to sit on your arms, but these two little sparrows sit on Niall’s messy hair and don’t move a bit. “I think they’re going to make a nest there.” You say and point at Niall’s head. Niall raises his hand to touch his head and all the birds start flying around. You shut your eyes and cover your face with your hands. When the birds have flown away, you open your eyes. “Oh God! Oh God!” Niall shouts. You look at him – there’s a weird white stripe on his cheek. “The bird pooped on my face!” he moans. You burst into laugh and he looks at you angrily. “Birdie, birdie in the sky. Why’d you drop that in my eye? I won’t sigh, I won’t cry. I’m only glad that cows don’t fly.” He mumbles and tries to remove it. You laugh even more and take his hand. “Let’s go.” You gasp. “Let’s wash it off.”

You’re in the bathroom. Niall is sitting on the toilet bowl’s cover. “That bird just pooped on my face.” He whispers, while you’re trying to wash it off. “It means luck.” You smile and rub his cheek. “Do you still want to kiss me?” he whispers and pouts his lip. “No! There was a poop on your cheek. I will never kiss you again.” You joke. “What?” he looks at you and frowns. “Yeah, that’s the truth.” You nod. He grabs your waist and pulls you against his body. He pulls you into passionate kiss. He holds your waist and pulls you more and more against him. “Ew…” you mumble. “Ew Niall! Now my cheek is covered with the bird’s poop too!” you moan. He bursts into laugh. “It means luck.” He tries to imitate your voice. You look at him angrily, but he pulls you into kiss again. You try to push him away, but you