Have you ever seen an angel? No? Then look at Niall Horan.

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Niall's POV

ONE WEEK LATER.

It's been almost three days since I've been back to work.

My leg plaster was taken out last weekend because the physiotherapist thought it was healed.

So, I joined work the next day because I had gotten enough rest for the past two weeks and I just couldn't be stuck in my apartment anymore.

Carina moved back to her apartment last night and I felt half a heart without her.

The feeling of her constantly being around me for the past two weeks was absolutely amazing, and now she's just gone back to her apartment and I'm all alone.

I can't believe Christmas is a week and half away!

Carina was so excited and nervous because our families were meeting.

Well, I think it's the right time since Carina and I are so much in love, although it will be a month next week.

But that's how love is, right?

It's measured by its depth and not its time.

So yeah, I was glad that our families were meeting soon.

Also, I was nervous of meeting her family, especially her brothers. I heard they're pretty protective of her.

So, I need to calm myself about that and just let things happen naturally.

I reached out for my phone on my bedside table and read the time, 8:06 P.M.

Without any second thought, I dialed Carina's contact which was saved under the name 'Princess❤️'

She didn't answer my call.

Um, maybe she's in her bath?

Nevermind.

I got up from my bed and walked towards my living room.

My apartment which was filled with laughter and noise for the past week, was now silent with just the sound of the traffic in the background.

God, how I miss Carina.

I pop open one of the painkillers that I was supposed to take for my ribs and gulped down the glass of water on my coffee table.

I plonked myself on my could and turned the television on.

I surfed through the endless channels and settled for a music channel since nothing else seemed pleasing.

I felt pain in my ribs, but it was much better since the time I'd broken them, two weeks ago.

I've received calls from Louis, Harry, Liam and Zayn almost everyday to check in how I'm doing and I felt so loved.

The boys and Carina were pretty disturbed because officer Murphy didn't have any lead on the one responsible for my crash.

But then I convinced them not to bother much, because I'm safe and sound, although I'm injured.

Well, at least I'm not dead.

I shook the unwanted thoughts away and got back to listening to the song which was playing on the television as the people in the video danced professionally to beat of the rhythm.

My phone buzzed, indicating an incoming call.

From my Princess.

"Hey baby girl", I spoke as I answered the call.

"Ni, are you alright? Do you want me to get you something? Is everything okay?", she panicked on the other end, but I felt relieved when I heard her voice.

"No, Princess. I just called to talk to you", I said and she laughed nervously.

"Oh sorry, babe. I thought maybe you couldn't find something and that's why you called me", she said on the other end and I heard shuffling sounds.

"Oh yes, I can't find something", I said as I smirked to my self.

"What's it, babe?".

"Um, I've tried looking for it all over my apartment", I fake whined.

"What's it baby?", she started to panic.

"My heart", I said as I bit my lip to contain and laughter and there was silence on the other end.

"Princess?", I asked.

I heard her laugh on the other end and a smile crept up my face.

"God Ni, you're crazy. I actually thought you were looking for something. God, Jesus", she said and laughed some more.

"So, you busy?", I asked when her laughter eventually died down.

"Um, actually I went Christmas shopping. I mean, I had to buy presents for everyone and also buy myself some clothes, but then it was so damn cold than I got back after buying the presents", she spoke in one breath.

"Yeah, it's turning really really cold. And I don't have my special heater", I said and smirked to myself again.

"Um, aren't they working? They seemed to be pretty fine when I moved out of your apartment two days ago", she asked, confused.

"Ugh, I wasn't talking about those heaters, I was talking about you, you make me feel so warm when you're cuddled up in my arms", I said as the thought of the two of us snuggled up together appeared in my mind.

"Okay, my boyfriend is so romantic", she laughed and I did too.

"So, let's go Christmas shopping tomorrow?", I asked, "I mean, since you couldn't do all of it today?".

"Um, I'm going Christmas shopping tomorrow and you're not allowed to come with me", she said and I frowned.

"Why?", I questioned as I moved my phone from my left to my right ear.

"Because 1. You need to rest, you can't be walking  around a big ass mall while you're still recovering from a serious crash. Your physiotherapist, what's his name, Joseph, said you can't walk around for too long for another week or two", she spoke and my frown deepened. 

"But-", I was interrupted.

"Hold it, love. I'm not done yet. 2. I cannot take you with your broken ribs in the freezing cold out there, because it's too cold and you'll just get tired and that isn't even good. You're still recovering. And finally, 3. I cannot let you see what I'm wearing for Christmas until that day", she said and sighed.

"Woah, baby look, I'll be fine walking around the whole damn mall. I mean, okay I won't look at what you're gonna buy, but atleast I want to be with you", I whined and she sighed again.

"Ni, please babe. If you were alright I wouldn't have even asked you if you wanted to go shopping with me, I would have dragged you to the stores", she said and giggled and I smiled.

"But, you're hurt and I want you to be alright rather than hurting yourself even more. Please, babe. Don't misunderstand me, I would love to shop with you, but...", she trailed off.

"But?".

"Baby, I already feel guilty for your condition. I wouldn't forgive myself if anything happens to you again", she whispered and my heart contracted.

"I told you not to blame yourself anymore", I said, slightly irritated because it wasn't even her fault and she kept blaming herself over and over and I just couldn't stand it.

"I know, I'm sorry", she whispered.

"But, I wanted to be the one to select your Christmas outfit", I said in a low tone.

"You wanted to?", she sounded surprised on the other end.

"Yeah, but I guess that's not going to happen", I tried to fake sadness.

There was silence on the other end.

"You wouldn't let me go with you to the stores, would you?, I asked in my fake sadness, hoping that she'd agree.

"Ugh, babe why you doing this to me?", she groaned and I bit my lip in order to hold back a laughter.

"You're the one who's doing this to me. You're the one who's not taking me with you", I tried to sound sad.

"Ugh, fine. Come along. But we're going to visit just three stores tomorrow and that's it. If we don't like whatever we look at then I'm going shopping alone the next time", she said on the other end.

Christ, it worked!

She actually gave into my fake sadness and let me shop with her tomorrow.

"That's perfect. I'm pretty sure we'll find just the right outfit for you", I whispered as I had the perfect store in mind.

"Yeah we better find it", she mumbled.

"Also, I know you weren't sad or anything. You were just faking it 'cause you wanted me to take you with me", she said and I was surprised.

"Guilty as charged", I smiled and I heard her laugh on the other end.

"Alright, babe. I'm really tired and this heater in my apartment is a crappy one. So, I need to go fix it and hit the bed. I'll see you tomorrow", she said and I found myself yawning too.

"Alright, babe. I'll pick you up at 7", I said as I turned off the television and walked towards my open kitchen.

"Yes, Love. Now, I know you haven't had your dinner so please do me a favour and have your dinner and take your pain killers before you sleep", she reminded and smiled.

"Okay, now you're really acting like my wife", I said and she laughed.

Well, she's going to be my wife someday. There's no way that I could let go of her and I'd never give her a chance to let go of me.

"Yeah, there's pizza leftover from last night", I said as I warmed the pizza and looked at the pizza rotate in the microwave. 

"Alright, don't forget the painkillers and don't even try to avoid them because they're helping you out", she said and I laughed hard.

I felt my ribs hurt.

Yeah, right.

"Alright, is there anything else that my wife has to tell me?", I chuckled and I'm pretty sure she was blushing right now.

"Shut up, love. Well, I'm really sleepy now. Take care and I love you", she said.

"I will and you too. I can't wait to see you tomorrow", I whispered.

"Ni, are you sure you'll manage driving? I mean, your leg-" I interrupted her.

"My leg's fine babe. I'm driving to work and it's alright", I said and she sighed.

"Alright, I'm sorry for being like this all the time. It's just that I'm too worried", she said and I nodded.

"Okay, Princess. Get some sleep. I love you", I whispered and I knew she was smiling.

"I love you, Niall", she said before I hung up.

I had my pizza as I sat down on one of the barstools in my kitchen.

Once I was done with my pizza, I popped another painkiller and walked towards my room.

I dived into my bed as the mattress sunk down below my weight and pulled the quilt right up to my chin.

Because it's mid December and it's bloody freezing even though the heaters are on.

"So bloody cold", I mumbled as I plugged my charger to my phone and set it on the bedside table before I drifted into a slumber.

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A/N:

Okay, so Niall is going to go shopping with Carina.

See it in the next chapter!

Lots Of Love
-Carita D'Costa❤️