A Light in the Dark // Flicker Series Part I #wattys2019

Darling

Chapter 75
Niall's POV // Darling

I haven't been able to take my eyes off of her since my team led me to our our little 'first look' earlier. She's completely stunning. Her dress hugs her every curve, with the beading glistening with every step she takes.

Lou did an impeccable job with her hair and makeup, making her shoulder length curls frame her face perfectly while the makeup on her face makes her eyes pop and her lips look a thousand times more kissable than they always are to me.

I love her more every time I see her, with or without all of the glitz and glam that she's put on for me this evening. I love her in leggings and my hoodie, or in a dress and heels...or frankly, nothing at all.

But I can't take my eyes off of her and the brave face she's putting on, in spite of the pure terror in her veins. And because of that, her eyes have been anywhere but on me.

When I stepped into my bedroom —our bedroom, earlier and saw Evie for the first time our conversation after was calm for the most part, with her appearing to be the one that was relaxed and me being the one that was a bundle of nerves.

She was quick to calm my fears and remind me that she's here with me no matter the outcome of any album or award show.

I've never been in a relationship with anyone that I planned on being with for an extended period of time. I've never been with anyone that wasn't with me for my fame whatsoever.

I guess the last time I was in the position of winning awards, I always had to worry about losing that other person in my life if I wasn't on a front page somewhere the next day. I've never had someone that told me they would be there no matter what. I've never been with anyone like Evie.

She pulled my focus back to what was important and reminded me of what we have here. She eased my fears of winning or losing this award, but without knowing it, she also eased me fears of losing her. I know she's not going anywhere, no matter what.

Heck, she just agreed to move in with me less that 24-hours ago! That alone has me walking on air. Who cares if I win an award tonight or not.

She put on a brave face for me earlier, being the one to refocus me and pull me back to reality. But now we're back to her nerves and it's my turn to calm her.

Lou and Sienree fussed over our looks until the very second we closed the door behind us and climbed into the black SUV with tinted windows that would be taking us to the American Music Awards tonight.

God love them for doing their jobs well, but we looked perfectly acceptable an hour before we actually left —without all of the repetitive fussing.

I know they didn't realize it, but the more they fussed the more nervous Evie got. I know part of it was just because the countdown to our departure was wearing thin. But I always know that she was incredibly self conscious of her appearance and them constantly fixing this and that made her start to second guess everything.