You're my Missing Page- a Niall Horan fan fiction

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

*Niall’s P.O.V.*

I made my way to the elevators. I looked back and see nothing but a blue door. No pretty face and perfect ginger hair. I sighed and entered the elevator, standing in the corner.

Thoughts were running through my head. I remember when I first met her; her eyes were so beautiful but so deep. So much is yet to be discovered in this angel, deep in her skin; stories are yet to be told. But she builds walls and barriers around her heart and pulls a smile on her face all the time to hide the pain under her skin all the time. However I can hear the silent scream inside her; I can see the Lego house she builds for herself. It looks so strong but actually so fragile; one kick and it’s destroyed. But I want to be the one who pick up its pieces and reconstruct it. I actually want to be the one who share all the joy and the sadness with her; the one who goes through all the good and the bad with her; even the one who has a huge fight with her and in the next morning when we wake up, we would forget everything and she’d prepare my coffee while I’d make her pancakes for breakfast. Only the thought of being that lucky boy that she calls her “boyfriend” makes me smile like an idiot. But I think I just got rejected a few minutes ago.

I got in a cab and went home to get change and take a shower. I didn’t change since last night; I think I’m smelly now. After making myself look like a human again, I directly head to the studio for the filming of our new video.

“Hey Nialler!” Louis yelled across the room.

“Hey guys!” I high-five with Zayn and said, “How are you boys doing?”

“It’s good so far.” Liam answered while playing the piano, “Vaughan said we’re going to film this thing in black-and-white! Isn’t it amazing?”

“Ugh, yes. Of course it is! I mean, imagine how the girls are gonna act like when they see the video!” I giggled and started searching for Harry.

He was lying on the brown couch with his phone in hands, like usual.

“Hey Harold!” I greeted.

“Hey Niall…”he whispered while keep scrolling through those mentions. “How’s Tori?” he looked up and asked. Shit! Why he has to remind me of her? Now I’m getting worry again! What a genius Harry! I knit my brows really hard and he probably saw it. “Don’t worry; I’m pretty sure that she’ll be fine!” He stood up and out his arm around my shoulder.

“Alight boys! Let’s get started!” Vaughan yelled. Vaughan Arnell is the director of this video. He wants the video to be quite, just like the song itself. So we’re going to just sit here and sing. He even decided to film it in black-and-white, which will make the video really calm as you won’t be distracted by the original colors of the video.

So I’m going to sit there and sing my solo to the camera. I never know how to be cool or look good in front of a camera, that’s why I am always the awkward one.

“Remember, Niall. All you need to do is staring at the camera.” “OK, I got it!”

As the music plays, I pretend to be singing and look at the camera.

“NONONONO! Niall! You have to look at camera like you’re looking at a girl! Please imagine a beautiful; insecure girl who you loves sitting right…here!” Vaughan put a chair behind the camera and pointed at it. Somehow I think of Tori.

“You’ll never love yourself half as much as I love you; you’ll never treat yourself right darling, But I want you to. If I let you know I’m here for you, maybe you’ll love yourself like I love you. Oh…” the music stopped, but I am still sitting there; looking at the camera; imagining myself singing this to Tori and make her smile. Her eyes are sparkling and full of joy. Because of me; because she knows that I love her; because she knows that I am singing to her.