Through The Dark(Niall Horan)
The more Teagan spoke, the more I wanted to get my memory back. I couldn't understand how I forgot all of the things she was telling me. All of the things we had been through...
I don't remember falling for such a beautiful, strong, intelligent, caring woman. I could tell my memory loss was taking it's toll on her. From her stories, I knew that I was her rock, and right now she didn't have me. She was holding up well, but I could see it in her eyes, she needed me. She needed me to be the old me. The me that was so deeply in love with her.
I wish I remembered how to comfort her. Did she like being held? Did she like it when I played with her hair? What was her favorite movie? Favorite ice cream? Her favorite anything... I sighed to myself as I watched her sleep. I would do anything to be able to be that guy again; her guy.
It was weird to think about how much my body wanted me to remember. Like I told Teagan, it was as if my heart remembered her, but my brain didn't. There were times when I just couldn't stop staring at her, and I didn't know why. I thought she was beautiful, that was for sure. Most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Her laugh echoed throughout the house, like my own. Her smile lit up the entire room. Her eyes sparkled when she laughed. Everything about her was perfect. Sometimes it felt as if I was falling in love with her all over again.
She was trying so hard to be strong for me. All I want is to be better and to be able to take care of my family. They need me, and I know I need them.
I just wish I could remember how it felt when I fell in love with Teagan, how it felt when I first held my daughter in my arms, or when I first saw her. Everything.
I turned a bit in bed, looking down at the beautiful girl laying next to me. It looked as if this was the first time she had slept peacefully in months. I pulled the blanket up a little bit, causing her to stir but fall right back into a deep sleep. I smiled before turning and tossing my legs over the side of the bed, careful not to wake her. I looked to my left, seeing my bedside table. There was a sports magazine and a framed photo of Teagan and Emery.
I picked up the frame and ran my fingers over their faces, trying to remember when it was taken. Teagan looked so happy, so in love. Emery was tiny, wrapped up in a blanket. Wait, it was from the day she was born. Teagan was in a hospital gown, her hair was tied up, she looked a mess, but I didn't care. She looked beautiful holding my little girl in her arms.
I set the frame back down on the nightstand, moving onto the drawer. There wasn't much in there, but I looked anyways, reaching all the way into the back of it. I found a tiny black velvet box. Confused, I pulled it out and opened it up. Inside there was a gorgeous diamond ring. I knew exactly what this was. It was the engagement ring I planned on giving Teagan. I don't know how I remember, but I do remember buying it.
Now that I'm holding it in my hand. I remember stealing one of her rings to get the correct size and I remember her freaking out because she thought she lost it. I remember the secret meetings with the jeweler so no one would find out what I was planning, and I remember putting the ring in my nightstand waiting for the perfect time to ask her to marry me.
I sat back for a moment, trying to see how much I remembered. It was like a wave, a very overwhelming wave of emotions and memories. The more I concentrated, the more I remembered. I remember finding out Teagan was pregnant and feeling so lost that it might not be mine. I remember finding out all of the horrible things that happened to her while I wasn't around. I remember how I felt, seeing her laying in bed beaten and bruised.
I remembered it all. Every single thing. I don't know how this memory thing works, but apparently all I needed was to find that ring. To reassure myself that I was absolutely in love with Teagan, no matter what happened in our past. The heartache we've gone through together has only made us stronger.
I remember the drive to the meeting with management, and I remember them bringing up a lot of the things I've had to do because of Teagan. They thought she was bad for my career, because she wasn't exactly the most stable person. And now we had a kid together? They wanted me to forget my family, for my career.
I remember storming out of the office and getting into my car, trying to think about what it would be like if I had never fallen for Teagan, if we had never even become friends. What would my life be like? To wake up and not see her beautiful eyes or her smile. To not hear her laugh or her cry. If I didn't have Teagan, I wouldn't be the person that I am. She keeps me grounded, she's helped me become the person I am today. Fame or no fame, I know she would be there.
I wouldn't have the most perfect baby girl if it wasn't for Teagan. Emery is my whole heart. There is no way I would ever abandon her. She's so small, so innocent, so amazing. Everything about her is wonderful and I have Teagan to thank for that. My life would be empty if I had never met Teagan.
Sure, I would have fame and money, and some great friends, but I wouldn't have the most important thing, love.
I closed the ring box and put it back where I found it, slipping back into bed next to Teagan. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, now that I remembered everything about her. How could I forget such a huge part of my life?
I slipped my arm around her waist, pulling her closer to my body, placing my lips to her ear and whispering softly as she began to stir. “I love you, Teagan Elizabeth Taylor.”
Teagan turned into me, opening her eyes and giving me a confused look. I couldn't help but laugh at her sleepy confusion and kissed her nose and then brushed my lips against hers. “I remember.”
Her eyes grew wide, beginning to water as her mouth fell open. I pulled her closer to me, letting her nuzzle her face into the crook of my neck as I held her. Her body began to shake as she cried. I rubbed her back. “I'm so sorry I put you through all of this.” I kissed her head a few times and she began to calm down.
She pulled away from me, sitting up and turning the light on. Her green eyes were red and puffy from crying, she had dried drool on her cheek and snot starting to drop from her nose, but in that moment she was still the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on. I sat up as well, wiping away her tears with my thumbs. “I will always love you.” I told her, cupping her face. She put her hand over mine, letting out another sob.
“I was so scared...” She took a breath. “What if you couldn't remember me? What if I lost you? Niall I need you. You're the only thing that keeps me going.”
I know this took a 300 years, but here it is! I'm not really sure how I feel about it, but it took me like two weeks to write. Mostly because of being sick and then catching up on work, but I also had some writers block for a little bit. I wasn't sure how to make Niall remember, but there it is.
I'm thinking this story will end with 30 chapters plus and epilogue. It won't have a sequel(mostly because I don't have any ideas for one, so if you do, throw em at me.)
I do have an idea for a NEW fic to start after this, so hopefully that works out.
Anyways, thank you all for your support and patience. It really means a lot and the views on this fic have sky rocketed. I adore you all. Thank you.