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

Then the gates are opened and people start coming out. Where the hell is he? Then you see that blond hair you adore so much. “Niall!” you shout. “(Y/N)?” you hear his voice. Then you see him. Only 10 meters are separating you from his hands. He throws his suitcase on the floor and starts running towards you. You run too and then jump into hug. He spins you around and holds your face. He stares at you like a little child at a present on Christmas Eve. “I missed you so much.” He says. “Niall, you can’t even imagine.” You say. “(Y/N)?” he asks and frowns. “What did you do?” he asks. “I’m sorry?” You giggle. “You are abnormally beautiful. You are even more beautiful than you were the last time I saw you!” he says and kisses you again. “And there are paparazzis behind you by the way. I think they’re taking pictures of you, because you’re just too beautiful to be true.” He says. You smile and poke his cheek. “I love you.” You say. “I love you more.” He says. “Let’s go home?” you ask. “Yes, let’s go.” He says and kisses you again.

 

“Home!” he shouts and opens the door. “This is my home.” You laugh. “But what’s mine, is yours.” You say and he pulls you into hug. He smirks and pulls you closer to him. “I brought you something.” He says. “Really?” you ask. He nods. “Show me!” you giggle and clap your hands. He takes his bag and takes out a little bump. “Ha! What is it?” you ask. “Have a look.” He says and smiles. “A ring?” you ask. “Yup.” He says. “There’s written something on it.” you say. He nods. “Keeper of my soul, holder of my heart.” You read. “This is perfect, Niall. Thank you so much.” You say and pull him into hug. “I have something too.” You say. “My present isn’t as good as yours, but oh well…” you say and stand up. “I baked a cake.” You say. “What?” he asks and stands up. “That’s the most perfect thing. Oh Jesus, where is it?” he asks. He sits at the table and eats the whole cake. You look at him eating. Yes, he really is your Niall. You smile. He’s as charming as he was before. And you fall for him more and more every single second. Then he looks at you. “Oh God, you wanted some?” he asks. You burst into laugh. “No, I didn’t.” you laugh. He smiles and stands up. “What?” you ask. He takes you in his arms and carries you to your bedroom. He puts you gently on your bed and comes next to you. He wraps his arms around you and you can hear his heartbeats. “There wasn’t a minute when I didn’t think about you.” He whispers. “I know.” You say. “Why do you love me?” he asks. “I mean I could never imagine anyone dreaming about me. I can’t imagine anyone thinking about me before falling asleep. I can’t picture anyone talking about me with their friends. I can’t imagine that someone would get butterflies because I hugged them or smiled or talked to them.” He says. You smile, because you have always thought that about yourself. “Yet millions of girls feel and do that, Nialler.” You say. “And me.” You say. “But why?” he asks. “Describe me. What do you feel?” he asks. “It’s weird, I know, but just try to explain.” He says. “Imagine this… Imagine meeting someone, who you never knew would mean so much to you. Talking to them everyday, looking forward to the texts that they would send you. A good morning text, a goodnight text. Every single time that you’re feeling down, they’re the first person who can cheer you up. Instantly. The one person who can make you truly smile, without even trying. The one that you look forward to seeing every day, talking to every morning, till night. The one that truly makes you happy. The one who makes everything perfect.” You say. “No, (Y/N). You described my feelings for you. I wanted you to describe your feelings for me!” he moans. “You’re stupid. They were my feelings for you. That’s you, Niall.” You giggle. He pulls you closer to you. “I love you.” He whispers. “I love you too.” You say.

 

 “This is your last day at school!” he cheers. “So remember, I will wait for you here at 2 PM. Okay? And then we will go to…” Niall says excitedly. “IRELAND!” You shout. You kiss him and climb out of his car. “I love you.” He shouts. You look back and smile. You keep walking. “SAY IT!” he yells. Everyone is looking at you. “I LOVE YOU TOO, MORON!” you shout. “Good.” He giggles. “Have a nice day, darling.” He says. You smile and enter the school.

It’s 2:05 PM. Your phone starts buzzing – a text from Niall. “Where are you?” it says. “The teacher doesn’t let me go.” You text back. No answer. Well, he has to wait then. Suddenly your door is opened and Niall runs in. “Fluffy is in the hall!” he shouts. “Who’s Fluffy, my dear boy?” the teacher asks. “Three headed dog from Hogwarts. Someone should do something! Anything!” he gasps in despair. “Oh dear, stay here, children!” the teacher says. “Try not to get killed!” Niall yells. “Or worse, expelled!” he laughs. “Come on! We have to run.” He says to you. He takes your bag and puts it on his shoulder. Then he grabs your hand and you run out of the school. “You’re crazy, Niall.” You laugh when you’re finally in the car. “I couldn’t wait for any longer.” He says and pulls you into kiss. “Can you imagine? You and me in Ireland?” he asks. You shake your head and bite your lip. “I have waited it for ages!” you say. “Let’s go then!” Niall shouts.

7 chapter

One Direction - Live While We’re Young

“I LOVE THIS SONG!” he shouts and turns up the radio. “Hey girl, I’m waitin’ on ya, I’m waitin’ on ya! Come on and let me sneak you out! And have a celebration, a celebration, the music up, the window’s down!” he sings and points at you. “Yeah, we’ll be doing what we do, just pretending that we’re cool, and we know it too. Yeah, we’ll keep doing what we do, just pretending that we’re cool, so tonight!” you sing. “Let’s go!” Niall shouts. “Crazy, crazy, crazy till we see the sun! I know we only met but let’s pretend it’s love. And never, never, never stop for anyone, tonight let’s get some and live while we’re young!” you sing together. “Ouuhouhohohohhhohoh!” he tries to sing. “Haa! Niall! You’re doing it wrong!” you laugh. “It’s woahohohohohoh!” you sing. “Tonight let’s get some and live while we’re young!” he sings and pokes your nose. “You, miss I-know-everything, are very beautiful.” He says. “Thank you, mister The-sun-isn’t-shining-but-I-still-wear-sunglasses.” You giggle. “He smiles and you kiss his cheek. You put your head on his shoulder and take his glasses. “So? I think they suit me.” You say. “Yeah, they do.” Niall says. “I’ll take them.” You say. “Whuuuut? No, I’m sexy with them.” He says. “Yeah, you are.” You say and give him his sunglasses. “Listen to this song.” You say and turn up the music.

Gusttavo Lima - Balada Boa

“Kata meliga mas taperbalata. Tchetcherehetchethcereree!” he tries to sing. “Haah!” you laugh. “What are you laughing? I am very good at Spanish. Yo soy muy hermoso y te amo.” He says. “Hmm…” you say and nod. “I’m glad you’re good at Spanish, but this song is in Portuguese.” You giggle. “Oh…” he shrugs and bursts into laugh. “You do know everything, do you?” he giggles. “Duh, Niall.” You mumble. You take out your phone. “We have to take a picture.” You say. “Okay, smile!” you shout and take a picture of you and Niall. “Ur so sexy with ur sunglazzez zir.” You say. “Oh yeah.” He says and makes duckfaces. “Yeah, work it, quack-quack.” You say. He bursts into laugh and takes your hand. “I love you.” He says. “I love you too.” You say.

 

“We’re going with a ferry?” you ask. “Yeap. Because I have a surprise.” He says. “Awesome.” You say. “You like it?” he asks. You nod. He takes your hand and soon you’re standing on the ship and looking at the sea.

Rosie Thomas - October

There are candles and little lights everywhere. The water is glittering and the stars are shining so brightly. “It’s beautiful. Look at the stars!” you say. “Can you see those two stars? Those who are really close to each other?” Niall asks. You nod. “They’re us.” He says. “Why?” you ask. “They look like us.” He says. “Yeah, they really do. The bigger one wears your sunglasses I think?” you joke and squint your eyes. Niall grabs your waist and tickles you. “Oh, miss I-know-everything! You’re so funny!” he shouts. “Stop!” you laugh. “Please.” You beg. “Okay-okay.” He stops and wraps his arms around your waist. He pulls you closer to his body and looks right into your eyes. He looks at your lips, while he’s biting his. He stares at your eyes again and grabs your face gently. He slowly leans in and kisses you. You look at him. There are always millions of butterflies in your stomach when he kisses you. “There’s no one here.” He whispers. “And?” you ask. “We’re alone.” He says. “Yes?” you’re still confused. He takes your hand and rolls his eyes. “Give me your hand.” He says. “Now close your eyes. Go on.” He whispers in your ear. He goes behind you and wraps his hands around you. He puts his hands on your stomach and kisses your ear. “Do you trust me?” he asks. You nod. “Okay, step up. Now hold on to the railing.” He says. “Good.” He whispers. “Don’t worry. I’ll hold you. I’m right behind you.” He whispers in your ear. “Keep your eyes closed! Don’t peek.” He whispers. “I’m not!” you laugh. “Step up onto the railing. Hold on.” He says. “Keep your eyes closed.” He says. You feel his body tightly against his body and you’re not afraid at all. “So you trust me?” he asks. “Yes, I trust you.” You say. Then he takes your hands and you let go of the railing. He holds your hands as he stretches them out. He wraps his hands around your waist. “Now open your eyes.” He whispers in your ear. You do as he says. “I’m flying! Just like… just like Jack and Rose!” you say. “I’m your Jack and you’re my Rose.” He says.

Come Josephine In My Flying Machine

 “Come Josephine in my flying machine. Going up she goes. Up she goes…” he murmurs in your ear. “I love you, Niall.” You say. He puts his chin on your shoulder. “I love you too.” He says. “Why this?” you ask. He looks at you and smiles. “Remember when you talked to Roger at the library? You wanted Leonardo DiCaprio to sing you this Josephine song. You said