More Than Life

A seemingly perfect love story, broken by jealousy, lies, and secrets.
More Than Life, a Niall Horan Fanfiction

© myirishhusband 2013


15. Ready

     Alanna's POV


     While I was running, I had to slow down. I know I was tired, and I had tears forming in my eyes, but I could have sworn I saw Niall running towards me. I stopped running completely, and stood, furiously wiping tears out of my eyes, and watched as who I thought was Niall stopped as well. As my vision cleared, and I looked deeper, farther at the man ahead of me. 

     "Alanna?" I heard the man call.

     "Niall?" I whispered back, barely audible.

     "Alanna!" the man called again. I recognized his deep, Irish accent more clearly.

     "Niall!" I exclaimed, tears, happier tears, returning. 

     We both started running towards each other again, and when we came together, I jumped into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and nuzzled my nose into the crook of his neck. His warmth seemed to flow through me.

     And it felt good. It felt right

     Niall is mine. We were made to be together. All of the pain, all of the sadness, broken hearts; the fact that he broke my heart by kissing another girl, it all went away.

     "Niall?" I whispered into his neck.

     "Yeah baby?" 

     "I'm ready."


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