More Than Life

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

© myirishhusband 2013


7. The Chords

I woke up, my eyes fluttering to adjust to the light. The sun was lightly shining through the window, through the almost invisible salmon-colored curtains.

Beside me, Niall lay there, his head rolled back, humming a melody to a song that I didn't know. On his right, his hand snapped to his hums in a beat.

"Good morning." Niall whispered, stopping his humming. 

"Morning," I replied. "What song was that?" I asked, sitting up so I could see his face. 

"So Sick." he answered. "By Ne-Yo."

"Ohh," I giggled. "Can you sing it?"

"I can." Niall told me, sarcastically.

"Fine. Play that game." I said, punching him playfully in the arm. "Will you?"

"Okay.." he said, rubbing his arm. Niall stood up and strutted over to his guitar, picked it up, and sat himself back on my bed.

He began strumming the chords.

"Do do do do do do do do, oh yeah. Gotta change my answering machine, now that i'm alone, cause right now it says that we can't come to the phone. And I know it makes no sense, 'cause you walked out the door, but its the only way I hear your voice anymore..."

I giggled.

"What..?" Niall questioned. "Was it that bad?"

"No, Niall, you're amazing."



"Want to learn the song?"


"Alright," he began. Niall scooted behind me, his legs on either side of my hips. His strong arms could be seen out the corner of my eye as he lowered his guitar in front of me. He place my hands where they needed to be, and slipped a pick into my right finger tips. Then he whispered in my ears: "Here. E-minor, C, G, D, E-minor, C, G, D."


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