Imagine A New World

I put my head on the steering wheel, taking a deep breath. It was a long, stressful day at work, and I was over my head in stress. I turned the keys, sitting back, listening to the silence. I could hear the hum of silence, and the soft, stillness that filled the air. I smiled softly, throwing the keys into my purse. I opened the door, stepping into the warm, spring air of April. The sky was cloudy, signaling a storm. I softly sighed, walking up the concrete steps. I looked over to see Niall's black Range Rover. I smiled, my heart leaping with joy, and a wave of relief flowing over me. Niall always had a way of making me feel special. We've been dating for two years. I can still remember the day we met. We were at this party after his concert. I was one of the lucky girls that managed to win some passes the cheap, and hard, way. I called some radio fifty times it seemed, just to get two tickets to go to the party. I was drinking some sort of punch, that tasted like sour milk. When Niall walked over to me, half drunk.
"Its spiked." He said, rubbing his head. I turned, looking at him. I had to hold my breath to not scream. His hair was messy, and his shirt had stains on it.
"Huh?" I asked.
"The punch. Someone named Harry Styles spiked it as a dare." I laughed, setting it down.
"Better not drink it, then." I said.
"Good choice." He said, laughing. We ended up talking all night. He was quite the charmer. Always had some sort of joke, corny or lame. But, always made me laugh.
"Would you happen to want to go get coffee, sometime?" He asked. My heart flew, and I thought I was hallucinating. Or dreaming. But, after several pinches, still scarred on my arms today, I finally realized I wasn't dreaming. Or hallucinating.
I laughed to myself. To think, that was only two years ago. To the day. I walked inside, smelling chicken wafting from the kitchen. I smiled. Of course. Leave it to Niall to get Nando's.
"Babe, I'm home!" I called. I could hear whispering, and shushes coming from the kitchen.
"How'd you know I was here?" He said, walking in with two glasses filled with champagne. I happily took one.
"Nando's." I said. He smiled, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Oh." He said, laughing. I smiled, taking a sip. "Can we eat now?" He asked, jumping slightly. I laughed.
"Mhm, I'd rather smell it." I said. He groaned.
"I never did get over your sarcasm." He said, wrapping me into his arms. He leaned down, pressing his lips into mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, chills and tiny shocks flowing through my body, our heart beats in sync with each other. I remember our first kiss. It was winter. And it was the first time I saw him in months. He was walking me home, thirty minutes past curfew. We were in front of our house, aware that I would get a long lecture from the parents. But, he grabbed my hand, pulling me close, gently kissing me. I felt a small shock, and chills that ran up my spine. I got the same feeling I was having right now. I smiled. He pulled away. "What are you smiling about?" I shrugged.
"Oh, you know, leprechauns." He rose an eyebrow.
"What?" He asked.
"I just realized that that made absolutely no sense." We laughed.
"Come on. Let's eat. You look famished." He said, moving behind me, gently massaging my shoulders. I took a deep breath.
"You have no idea." I smiled as he led me down the hall to the dining room. I gasped. There were roses everywhere, and candles that gave the room a soft glow. The table was set with plates filled with chicken and mashed potatoes, flowing with gravy. The table was set like a restaurant, and even had even had different types of silverware. Salad was set in the center.
"You did this?" I finally asked. He walked in front of me.
"Before we begin, I need to ask you something. Its a question I have never thought I would say. Because, I didn't think I deserved to be so lucky. You are my everything. I remember seeing you through half-drunk eyes. We were only kids. You were wearing that black dress, that I can never get over how it looked on you. Your laugh, your smile, your eyes. Everything about you, made me realize. I may not deserve you, or your love. But, you gave me what I can never ask from anyone else." He said, smiling. He took a deep breath, kneeling on one knee. My heart hammered in my chest, and I was afraid he'd hear it He looked at me, pulling something out of his jacket. "You gave me love. Unconditional love." On cue, Katy Perry's Unconditionally came on. I smiled, tears of joy forming in my eyes. "And, that is why, I want to spend my entire life, until we take our last breath, with you. So, my dear love, will you give me the honor, of being my wife?" Tears fell down my cheeks, and I was sure my eye liner was running down my cheeks. But, I didn't care.
"Yes!" I said. He placed the ring on my finger, looking up at me. He sat up, wrapping his arms around my waist, spinning me around. "How many times did you rehearse that?" He smiled.
"In front of the mirror?" He asked, I looked past his shoulders, looking at the guys peeking in.
"In front of the guys." I said. He turned around, hands still on my waist.
"Guys! Come on!" He said. They smiled.
"Caught." Liam said. I looked at Niall.
"I love you, Niall!" He looked at me, his deep blue eyes showing genuine love, joy, and peace. He bent down, kissing me deeply.
"Ooh!" They all said. I looked at them, smiling.
"Whenever you get engaged, I'll be sure to do the exact same thing." I joked. They smiled.
"Mrs. Horan, would you care to join me for dinner?" He asked, offering his hand. I smiled, intertwining our fingers.
"Of course, Mr. Horan. I would love to." I said.
"Yes! We can eat now!" Harry said.
"Yes, you can. In the kitchen." Niall said. They fake groaned, but left us. I looked at Niall. Thinking to myself.
It all started with a call.

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