Something Borrowed.

Chapter Fifteen: A Wedding in Cheshire.

Chapter Fifteen.

-Sam-

It's the scariest thing ever to realize how much someone means to you. When it hits you, I mean really hits you, all these thoughts and questions run through your head at once. A sad emotion even starts to creep up on you slowly inch by inch and you start to wonder.

I began to zip up Darcy's little flower girl dress and it hit me. Things didn't work out. They really didn't. How was I suppose to go on without Harry? And now I have Niall telling me things that he should've told me so many years ago. I've said this many times, if this world was a sane place, Niall and I would be together. I can't see myself with anyone but Harry. But if I try really hard, I can see Niall. A blurred vision in the future. Living life in a quite town, with lots of kids and no one to talk too. Living by ourselves, getting through each day would be a struggle. But I would do it for him.

It's so weird to think that we all began as strangers. These four boys in front of me, scrambling to get into their suits and getting someone to tie their ties. I feel like I've know them my whole life. I know everything about them. I glanced over at Niall and he gave me a soft smile.

'Sam?' I blinked twice to see a wide eyed Perrie Edwards.

'They told me to tell you that your dress is here,' she said hesitantley. I gave her a smile and she was off.

'Is your dress like mine mummy?' Darcy asked me.

'Im not wearing my dress,' I said taking the curlers out of her hair.

'But you can't wear sweats to a wedding!' She said outraged.

'Im not going to the wedding darling,' I smoothed out her hair.

'But...' Her eyes widened.

'We will talk about it later. Danielle and Liam are going to take you, okay?' I shrunk down to her eye level. She stuck out her bottom lip, just like her father would.

'Go on now,' I gave her a kiss and patted her away. I stood up, crossing my arms and continued to watch everyone scramble around.

'You know, he would want you there,' a voice said behind me. I saw Louis, buttoning his shirt and giving me a glare.

'I don't care,' I shrugged.

'You might regret it one day.'

'Im not going to put myslef through that,' I picked at my nails.

'Ill see you soon?' He kissed my cheek. I nodded and he left. Everyne began to pile out. Saying there goodbyes and giving me kisses and hugs. I couldn't hear them, I couldn't see them, I couldn't feel them. I felt nothing.

-A few hours later-

I didn't really know what to do. I checked my phone constantly, hoping for a text from him. But nothing. It was really weird being back in Cheshire. The place I grew up in, a lot of memories. Some good, some great and some amazing. I paced around town stepping into every possible store I could.

I went into the book store, picking up three books. The first book 'Thirteen Reasons Why' the second, 'Looking for Alaska' and the third, '500 Days of Summer'. Because this is what I really needed, sappy love stories. I wasn't really a reader, but I didn't know what else to do. I paid for the books and the cashier gave me the strangest look.

I walked down the vacant streets. No one was there. With my books in a bag hanging on my side, I went into Cheshire Coffee. A small coffee shop with maybe one or two souls inside. I laid out my books and grabbed one at random with my eyes closed. 'Looking for Alaska' it was. I ordered a black coffee, flipped to a page at random and read.