Through My Eyes || Niall Horan

Life can wear on us. Joys can brighten us. Disaster can fall on us. Events can fall on us. Events can enliven us. There are so many events that can come out way and we need to let our soul and mind shine through.

You need to ensure: Your soul is aligned with our outward expressions. Your mind is aligned with our interactions. Your inner self is articulated and connected to our external community. Your eyes translate what is inside of you. What are they saying?

Follow Charlotte recount her adventures with her late husband Niall Horan through the eyes of someone who has been through it all.

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4. Chapter 3

“Okay grandma. You can’t just stop there. I want more. I mean what kind of ending is ‘that was the first of many dances I shared with my Niall’?” Ella widened her bright blue eyes waiting for an explanation.

 

“I can tell you lots about him. What would you like to know my dear?” I replied quickly to the attentive girl.

 

“Everything. Please I want to know everything. I feel like I didn’t really get to know much about him while he was with us. I mean I did, but I didn’t know your story. And grandma your story is so romantic.” She gushed.

 

“Now Ella you do realize that ‘everything’ is quite a lot of stories for me to tell you right?” I asked her.

 

She smiled real big, “Oh grandma of course I know. You don’t have to tell me all of them right now. We can make it a thing where every time I get to see you, you can tell me a little bit more?”

 

“I think that can be done,” I brushed my hand through her thick blonde hair, “You do realize that we weren’t perfect together all of the time? Look at all the envelopes and you can see that there are multiple years missing near the beginning. You know Niall was quite the musician in his days. He sold out stadiums with his band within seconds…”

 

“Grandma I want you to tell me about it then okay? The ugly parts are what makes a relationship so raw and real.”

 

“Of course my dear.” I kept brushing my hands through her hair.

 

“Okay can you start back where you met him? Do you remember what your first conversation was?”

 

“I remember it like it was yesterday my dear.”

 

She smiled and pulled out a photograph from 2014, the first one Niall and I had together. It was just after we had finished dancing and the photographer got us spontaneously; you could see the pure elation in both of our faces. Ella waited for me to continue along with my story.

 

 

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He took my hand in his and it just felt so right. It was a different kind of feeling that I don’t think I have ever experienced before in my life. He led me to the main dance floor where he smiled and placed his hands on my waist. And I placed my hands around his neck.

 

“I’ve never really done this before.” I whispered in his ear.

 

I saw him smile from the corner of my eye and he whispered back, “You mean to tell me you’ve never danced before?” He challenged me.

 

I laughed and released a little bit of the tension I was building inside myself, “Of course I’ve danced but I’ve never really danced liked this.” I looked away.

 

He brushed my cheek to get me to look at him in the eyes, “Then just follow my lead.”

 

And that was exactly what I did. The music was slow enough to where I didn’t look like a stumbling mess whenever I stepped out of place. He was definitely patient with me and he never let his smile fade.

 

“This is one of my favorite songs.” I heard him just above the music in lieu to Ed Sheeran’s Photograph.

 

“And why’s that?”

 

“Because its just so real. It’s a raw and emotional song. Ed has such powerful lyrics and such a soft voice it just works. He’s a genius.” He sighed and pulled me a little bit closer to him.

 

I nodded in agreement. I heard him singing along quietly just so I could hear as we danced around the floor. He had such a gentle voice that didn’t quite match Ed’s, but it was the softness that made me feel so safe and secure in his arms.

 

“When I’m away, I will remember how you kissed me. Under the lamppost back on Sixth street hearing you whisper through the phone, ‘Wait for me to come home.’” He finished the song when Ed did and looked at me in the eyes again and smiled.

 

“Wow,” I looked back up at him, “That was beautiful.” I said as I unwrapped my arms from his neck. Just then someone took a picture of us, neither of us really noticed.

 

He let go of my waist took my hand again and led me off the dance floor. “I sure hope I sounded decent. Its kind of what I do for a living.” He laughed over the music.

 

“Oh my God that’s why you look so familiar! You’re in that band uhh… I can’t remember the name. Sorry.” I blushed and started laughing.

 

He chuckled, “Yes I am. One Direction”

 

I threw my hands up in the air, “That’s right! My cousin is obsessed with you guys. Wow what a small world.”

 

He was just about to keep talking when a couple came over and asked if they could steal him for a moment. He sighed and turned back to me, “I’ll be right back Charlie,” He had a sad look in his eyes, “I have to go talk to them. Wait for me.”

 

“I will. I think I’m going to go sit back down at that table though, these heels are killing me.”

 

He smiled and nodded then started walking away with the couple. I started to make my way back to the table where I was sitting before. I had almost made it before Jenna stepped right in front of me.

 

“Uhm earth to Charlotte,” She waved her hands in front of my face, “you kind of just danced with Niall Horan.” She gaped at me, “Do you realize who he is or what kind of power he has or how much money...”

 

I placed my hand in front of her mouth, “Yes I know who he is Jenna.”

 

“Well what was he like?” She eyed me.

 

“Wonderful.” I gushed, “Quite the gentleman.”

 

“Charlie it’s like pulling teeth from you trying to get you to talk about boys… much less Niall Horan.” She started whining.

 

“I’ve known him for a grand total of five minutes Jenna. That’s all I really know about him.” I dramatically checked my wrist even though no watch was present.

 

“Ugh fine. But you have to give me details later okay?”

 

“Okay.” I smiled at her, “Now go run along and do your party thing. You’re too important to sit her and talk to me all night.” She patted me on the shoulder before she disappeared into the crowd.

 

“I am so incredibly sorry,” I heard the thick Irish accent again close to my ear, “I am obligated to talk to so many people here and sometimes it’s hard to get away from everyone.”

 

“Oh it’s perfectly fine.” I smiled at him. He pulled out a chair and sat next to me.

 

“So Charlie. Tell me about yourself.”

 

I raised my eyebrows at him, “What would you like to know?”

 

“Everything.” He inched closer to me.

 

            “Well, I’m currently a student. I only have two more semesters until I graduate. I live in Ohio where the only excitement comes from sports teams that tend to let you down more than they give you something to live for. I have a dog, which is super cute might I add, and I have a best friend that’s pretty hilarious. I have a decent job that pays me a decent wage that I use to pay for rent and food. And yeah, I think that sums me up pretty well. Quite ordinary.” I said and looked away from him.

 

“I don’t think that’s ordinary.” He said quickly, “I actually think it’s quite unique. It might seem simple and insignificant but you’re paving your own unique way through life.” He grinned at me.

 

“So your philosophical?” I questioned.

 

He started laughing, “No, the opposite actually. But I’d really hate to see such a beautiful girl think her life is anything but extraordinary.”

 

I blushed a brilliant shade of red and reply, “I like you. You’re different than the rest of the guys I know.”

 

“Well that’s good news. It makes it a lot easier for me to ask you if you’d like to do something with me tomorrow afternoon?” He looked nervous, very nervous asking that.

 

“Of course. I’d love to.”

 

His face lit up, “Oh thank goodness. Okay I can pick you up around one? It’ll have to be something low key because people can get crazy.”

 

“Sounds like a plan.”

 

He smiled another one of those brilliant smiles, “Okay. Wow,” He ran his fingers through his hair, “you look beautiful by the way, did I mention that?” He looked down at his watch and panic spread across his face, “I am so sorry. I don’t mean to keep doing this to you but I have go… leave the party go.”

 

“Thank you. Duty calls sir! I will see you tomorrow at one.” He handed me his phone so I could put my number in it.

 

“I’ll see you then. Dress casual.” He kissed me on the cheek and walked away quickly.

 

I could already tell that he was going to be someone special. There was this feeling that I just couldn’t shake. We had barely known each other for an hour and he had already made an impression to last a lifetime. Whether it was his piercing blue eyes or his thick Irish accent there was something about him that drew me to him. I could already tell that he was a laid back kind of guy and that was something that was so key. Little did I know that he was going to take my world by absolute storm.

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