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

that these beautiful things happen only with princesses. You said you wanted to have a life that’s the same as in books or movies.” He says. You smile and nod. “Thank you.” You whisper. “My life with you is a fairy tale.” You say and kiss him.

 

You and Niall are lying outside on the benches. He has wrapped his arms tightly around you. You look at the stars. “I don’t get Rose.” You say. “What?” he asks. “Jack gives everything to her. He does everything to make her happy. You jump, I jump, right?” you say angrily and look at Niall. He smiles and nods. “So Jack says “ROSE, NEVER LET GO!” and what does she do?” you ask. Niall looks at you and shrugs. “She lets go!” you say. “What a stupid bitch.” You sigh. “Spoiled brat.” He spits. “Exactly!” you say. “Jack died for her!” you say. “I would do that. For you” Niall says. You look at him. He smiles and strokes your hair. “No, this is different. Rose was lying on a broken door. But this door was big enough for both of them. But no, she was just an insufferable twat. She was selfish and vain. She didn’t make room for Jack. No, she just lied there and did nothing. And then she let go and cried when Jack died.” You say. Then you look at Niall. “What?” you ask. “I like how you get upset so easily. Your hands start shaking and your eyes light up. You’re like fighting for something you would give your life for. I love it. People usually don’t see this part of the movie the way you do.” He smiles. “I would have saved you. If I were Rose, I would do everything to get Jack on this damn broken door! I really would!” you say. Niall smiles and kisses your cheek. “You’re so good. And fair.” He says. You look at him and smile. “And you’re so handsome. And patient. You don’t have to listen to every crap I’m telling you.” You say. “I like it. I love to hear your voice. I love to listen to you. I really do.” He says and buries his face into your neck. “I love you, (Y/N).” he whispers. “I love you too, leprechaun.” You say. 

 

8 chapter

“Please come out of the car, babe.” Niall begs. “Niall… what if they don’t like me?” you gasp. “Try to breathe.” He says and strokes your hand. “They will love you.” He says. “Come now.” He whispers. “Niall, I can’t. There’s your mother and father and your brother!” you say. “They will adore you. Just like I do. Please come out of the car. I’m with you.” He whispers and smiles at you. You breathe deeply and take his hand. You climb out of his car and he pulls you into hug. “But what if-“ you try to complain again, but he cuts you off with a kiss. “No. If they really don’t like you, which is totally unreal, I will never talk to them again.” He says. “WHAT?” you almost scream. “Calm down.” He says and rings the doorbell. He squeezes your hand and smiles at you. “You’re perfect. And I love you.” He whispers. “Niall?” you hear someone’s voice. “Yeah, it’s me buddy. I forgot my keys.” He shouts. A man opens the door. He’s young and quite tall. He smiles at you when he sees you. He must be Niall’s brother. “Come in. Mum’s in the kitchen and dad hasn’t come yet.” He says. Then he looks at Niall and smirks. “Oh, Greg she’s my (Y/N). (Y/N), he’s Greg, my brother.” Niall says. “Nice to meet you, Greg.” You say. “Hello, beautiful. I have heard so much about you.” He says. You look at Niall and smile brightly. “Greg! Did they come?” you hear woman’s voice. Your heart skips a beat – it’s Niall’s mother. “Niall!” she screams and pulls him into hug. “Mum…” Niall mumbles. “It’s… nice to see you, Mum.” Niall gasps, while his mum covers him with her kisses. “Mum, I would like to introduce you to my girlfriend.” He says. His mum looks at you and smiles. “Mum, this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is my mum.” He says. “Hello.” You say awkwardly. “Hello, sweetheart. Welcome to the family!” she cheers and pulls you into hug. You see Greg and Niall smiling and you smile too. What if Niall was right and they like you?

“Niall, can I show you something?” Greg asks. “Yeah… (Y/N)?” he looks at me. “(Y/N) comes to the kitchen with me.” His mother says. “Yeah, Niall.” You say and smile awkwardly. Niall nods and kisses you lightly.

You follow Niall’s mum to the kitchen. “I have no idea where Bobby is. Our son comes home and he’s late.” She shakes her hair. “Can I help you?” you ask. “No, dear. You sit down and just don’t worry about anything.” She smiles. “But-“ you try to argue, but she looks at you. “No, really.” She insists. “So you love my son?” she asks. You knew she was going to ask this. “Yes, I do.” You say. “I have never loved anyone so much.” You say and you know it’s true. “I don’t think I’ll never love anyone that much.” You whisper. You look at his mother and smile. She stares at you and smiles too. “I still remember the first day I met him. I left my heart in the library.” You laugh and bite your lip. “I love his laugh. I love his Irish accent and how he sometimes mumbles words so quickly that I think he’s talking Chinese. I love how he throws his head back when he’s laughing. I love how he eats – anytime and usually everything. I love how he pulls me into hug and presses me tightly against his body, as he never ever wants to let me go. I love his braces and how he licks his lips before he talks. I love how he gives me butterflies every time he kisses me. I love his hair. I love his deep blue eyes. I love how childish he sometimes is. I love how caring, supportive and protective he is. I love how he sometimes doesn’t get a thing and frowns like a little child. He looks like a small puppy then. I love-“ you try to continue, but are cut off by Niall’s voice. “Did I miss anything?” he asks. Your mother looks at him and smiles. “You have a lovely girl, Niall.” She says. You look at her and smile.

“Dad!” Greg shouts in the lobby. Niall takes your hand and smiles. You go to the lobby and see a man – Niall’s father. “Hey, dad.” Niall says. “Hey, son.” He smiles and pulls him into hug. “How are you?” he asks. “Good. Hey, dad. I’d like to introduce you to my girlfriend.” He says. He squeezes your hand and you smile. “She’s (Y/N), my girlfriend. (Y/N), he’s my dad Bobby.” Niall says.

Soon you’re sitting at the table. Niall is sitting next to you and his mother in front of you. “So, (Y/N) and Niall, where did you meet?” Bobby asks. “In the library.” Niall says casually. “You like to read?” Bobby asks. You nod. “What’s your favourite book?” he asks. “Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen and Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte.” You say. “They’re many actually.” You blush. “Reading is good.” Bobby says. “Okay, dinner is served.” Maura says and puts a huge turkey on the table. “Niall, please.” She says and points at him. “What?” Niall asks. “Say the grace.” She whispers. “Why me? I can’t do this!” he whispers. “Just do it.” Greg laughs. You look at Maura – she puts her hands together and shuts her eyes. You do the same. “Lord.” Niall says and coughs. “Bless my family. Fill their bellies and keep them warm and safe. And now, Lord, let’s get personal. Please find Greg a hot woman so that he could finally move out, have a lot of babies and I could be uncle eventually. Give mum patience with dad and give dad patience with mum. Don’t let them kill each other, while I’m away. Now me – Dear Lord, do not let me starve. Never, please. And, finally, Lord, bless my (Y/N)’s heart. She’s the best part of me. Amen.” He says. You look at his family – Greg’s face is red and he’s dying of laughter. Maura is shocked. “Niall, every time…” His mother whispers. “Every time I say what I think.” He mumbles. “Good job, Niall. NOW, LET’S EAT!” Bobby shouts and tries to slice the turkey.

 

“Good night, Niall. Good night, (Y/N).” Maura says. “If you need anything, I’m downstairs.” She says. You smile and nod. “Good night.” You say. When she has left, Niall takes your hand. “You haven’t seen my room yet.” He says and takes your hand. You nod. He opens the door and walk in. His room is small, but cozy and sweet. “Aww, is that you?” you ask and point at a picture. “Yep. I’m 5 or something.” He says. “You’re cute.” You whisper. “Are you tired?” he asks. “Nope.” You say. “I want to show you something.” He says. You smile and take his hand. He opens the window and climbs out. “Oh my God! Be careful, Niall.” You say. “I’ve done it so many times.” He says. “Come! I won’t let you fall.” He says and stretches out his hand. You take it and climb out of the window. “Now follow me, but don’t let go of my hand.” He says. You nod and try not to look down. You walk on the roof with him and soon he sits down. He helps you to sit next to him. He looks at you and strokes your cheeks. “They love you.” He says. “They do?” you ask. “Yup.” He says and bites his lip. He looks at the sky. “Look! The stars again.” He says. “And there’s you and me.” He says and points at two bright stars. “Boys are like stars.” You say. He looks at you and frowns. “There are millions of them out there, but only one can make your dreams come true.” You say. “And you know what?” you ask. “This bright star over there is my one and only who makes all my dreams come true.” You say. “And you know what?” he laughs. “This star shines and will shine only for you. No one else.” He whispers and pulls you into kiss. 

You wake up – the light of the sun is tickling your eyes. You fell asleep on the roof and now you’re lying in Niall’s bed. You stroke Niall’s chest and look at him. He’s snoring quietly and his mouth is a little bit opened. He has wrapped his hand around you and when you try to move, he mumbles and squeezes you even more. You smile and try to get up. “(Y/N)…” he mumbles and snores when you stand up. You stroke his hair and kiss his forehead. You wrap a blanket around him and smile. He’s amazing. You still have no idea why you? What good did you do