Is it love (a Niall Horan fanfiction).

Chapter 5

I threw my bags on the floor by my sisters and moms and I started walking around what happened to the house I use to call home? It most of had a makeover it had bright coloured Walls and bright coloured carpets it was more like a party house than a family home I ran up the stairs to my old bedroom where my onedirection posters were still hanging on the wall my bed was still in the same position but my tv wasn't there and none of my belongings it didn't feel homely I walked over to my sisters bedroom and knocked on the door.

'Who is it and what do you want?'she shouted 'it's me can I come in?'I asked she didn't reply so I walked in ,'who gave you the right to come in?'she shouted at me 'gosh I'll go then I was only gonna ask you something!'I replied I was walking over to the door 'What was it?'she asked 'i thought I'd ask you if you wanted to come and meet the next door neighbours with me?'I asked smiling, she laughed 'are you obsessed or something,NO'she slammed the door in my face I was frozen for a minute then I walked off.

I ran into my moms bedroom to find her sitting on her bed facing the wall 'mom?'i said wondering what she was doing she was still facing the wall she lifted her hand to wipe the tears running down her cheeks

'mom what's wrong?'I asked her walking over to her side and sitting gently on the edge of her bed 'nothings wrong babe' she replied placing down a picture of dad.

'its dad isn't it?,we all miss him'i told her putting my arm around her when there was a footstep entering the room it was my sister she came over and hugged us both she was kind when it came to dad we all missed him when he went to fight in afghanistan we knew there was a chance he'd never come back but when you get told by his best mate that he died by a gunshot it got us and we always get upset when we think about him.

Mom tugged back 'thanks girls I'm so proud of you both'she told us I smiled at becky and she smiled back she walked out while I followed and left mom holding a picture of dad.