Niall and Nicki (Niall Fanfiction)

Ch. 16

I woke up in a room with flowers, get-well cards, and teddy bears. I sat up and saw that I was in a hospital room. Hooked up to wires, and one person sitting in a chair next to me. I took a closer look and saw a sleeping Niall. I wish I had my phone! Wait... I looked over the side of my bed and saw my bag. I grabbed it, took my phone out and saw the date. I've been asleepi for three days?! Oh well. I glaced over at Niall to make sure he was still sleeping. He is. I go to my camera and took a picture of him. The shutter sound went off. After I made sure the photo was saved. He stirred around in his seat. I put my phone back in my bag and put it on the floor and pretended to be asleep. I heard Niall groan. I heard him sigh. 

     "Please wake up Nicki. Your mom miss you. Alli miss you. Ryan miss you. Ashton miss you. Harry and Liam miss you. Even I miss you. Please wake up." I heard him sniffle. I slowly opened my eyes. Turned my head to him. He wasn't looking, his head was in his hands. Sobbing. I reached over and started to stroke his hair. It was rough, yet soft. He stopped  crying and slowly reached for my hand, like it was fake. He grabbed it and started examining it. Outlining the lines on my palm. Entwining my fingers with his, till he finally looked me in the eyes. His beautiful, blue eyes. He placed my hand against his face. Pressing his cheek against my hand.

       "This shouldn't have happened."  He stated. His Irish voice was deep and sad.

       "Niall, this isn't your fault. You don't need to blame yourself for something you didn't cause." His face went blank. Then, turned very grim,

        "Yes, it is. The reason why Marco beat me up was because he wanted me to stay away from you. I said 'no' and asked him why. He said that he saw us kissing that morning. He told me-' He started crying. Choking on his words, "he told me fi I didn't, someone would get hurt. I was going to walk you home to keep you safe in case he would go after you, but I was in a daze after you kissed me, I forgot."

        "Niall. It's fine, honestly. But, do you know what kind of injuries I have? I've, kind of, been out for three days ya know?" He chuckled at that, I giggled. I love his laugh.

         "They thought you cracked your skull, but no. You had a big gash on your forehead, so they sewed it. Same with your left arm." I wasn't surprised. I knew that'd happen. Getting all patched up. "They also treated your cuts." As he was talking, I was looking at all the stuff that I got. Though, something caught my eye. A teddy bear, holding a velvet box. I grabbed it. Niall watched me. Then, he stopped talking. I eyed the box suspiciously. He ushered me to open it. I was relieved when I saw a necklace. Or necklaces. I pulled them out. One was a key, the other, a locket. Enscripted on the locket said, 

                 She , who holds the key, can open my heart. 

    I looked at the key and it said, 

                 The key to my heart. 

  I looked at Niall. My eyes brimmed with tears of joy. He grasped the key necklace from me and came around the bed. I moved my hair so he could put the necklace on. He whispered in my ear, while putting the necklace on, 

      "Will you be my girlfriend and hold the key to my heart?"