Niall+Chachi;
Niall smiled weakly at her, trying his best to lean up to her. âI missed you too, you look beautiful.â His weak smile started to fade a bit. âWhereâs the baby? Is she with Louis? I bought her some stuff, itâs in my closet wrapped up. Is that stupid? Thereâs something in there for you too.â  He nodded and held onto her hand for a bit. Niall really missed Chachi, she always made him extremely happy. Just by walking in the room, she lit it up, for Niall anyway. Niall was always that way with her. âIâm really sorryâŠâ He apologized, knowing what was on both of their minds.
Chachi smiled softly, finally taking her hand in his as she leaned down to meet him. He was so shaky, in so much pain, and yet he never failed to make Chachi smile. "Thank you," she laughed lightly, feeling the blood rush to her cheeks, burning pink with blush. Moving farther onto the bed, Chachi sat there, cross-legged, hand in hand with Niall. "Shh, she's fine. She's with Louis. She's healthy and perfect and.. and..." Chachi sighed, leaning down and kissing his nose, "And I'm just worried about you." At his apology, her smile faded, as she shifted uncomfortably in her position. "Why would you do something like that.." her voice was that just above a whisper. "I could've lost you." The thought itself caused Chachi to feel tears stinging the back of her eyes, but she blinked them back. Her eyes wandered around the room, before landing on the television. She turned to look at him, brushing her thumb over the back of his hand, "Full House?"
Wait. Chachi stopped herself. "You wrapped everything?" She smiled softly, shaking her head, "You're the sweetest thing ever. And.. and you got - you got me something?" Chachi tiled her head to the side, "Why would you do that."











