After I paid for us both, it was time for us to go home. Niall didn't have a place to stay so I told him he could stay at my place only if I kept him a secret from my mom. Dad worked the night shift so he was rarely ever home. I talked to him about the plan, he was gonna sleep on my beanbag chair and go to my school for a month. That's how long he was staying. One month. My dog had passed a few months before and it has been pretty hard on me and my family, (he was my favorite dog). We were walking home and Niall asked "how will you sneak me in"? So I answered "through the back door." He smiled. The walk wasn't too far so we really only spoke about sleeping arrangements. A few more minutes passed by and we arrived at my back door. I quickly rushed him inside. He put his bag down and sighed. He said "I love your room, it's a total vibe." I said "you should see it at night with all my lights on". He chuckled. Everything seemed perfect until he told me that he had to meet up with Simon at 4pm and it was already 3:15. I smiled and wrote down my address. He took the paper with him and gave me a hug before he left. I turned around and shut my door when I felt a wave of overwhelming joy. I jumped in excitement. "Me? A ginger from Florida dating THE NIALL HORAN! This must be a dream" I said. An hour passed by when I got a notification so I checked my laptop and it was Lilly. Lilly sent me a picture of my dog that had recently passed and said "awe I bet that old crusty rat of yours is rotting in hell". I tried so hard to hold back the tears but they came streaming down my face. It's one thing to insult me, but to insult my dog makes things 100 times worse. It may seem like im being over dramatic but I seriously miss him. I curled into a ball on the floor crying. I'm pretty sure I fell asleep there because the last thing I remember was Niall rushing over to me and holding me in his arms asking me what happened. I handed him my phone and he gave a shocked gasp. He held me tight and started stroking my hair. He said "you know you look so pretty when you cry". I blushed behind all of my tears. He put his hoodie on me. He re-adjusted it and laughed. "That's huge on you". "I know". I loved him and I could tell he loved me.
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Teen Fictionthis is a story about Niall. No one saw the fact he was struggling. All they saw was the happy laughing Irish boy. TW mentions of suicide and self harm. Enjoy.
