My Last First Secret: Niall Horan (ON HOLD)

Chapter 12

It was her birthday? I made her cry. On her birthday. I couldn't think of a reason she wouldn't have told me. How could she lie to me?

Oh yeah, just the way I lied to her. 

"Niall?" 

"I have to go. I have another mistake to fix if you would believe it." I heard her smile right before I ended the call. I threw my phone onto my bed and went over to my closet. I picked out a white button up shirt and a black cardigan to go over it. I slipped on some jeans and picked up my phone. 

I whizzed by the living room, trying to sneak out and as soon as I thought I had gotten away with it, I heard my mother's soft voice call me from the kitchen. "Honey?"

I clentched my jaw and whispered, "so close." to myself. I slowly retraced myself back to her. I stopped in the doorway of the kitchen, "Yeah mom?"

"I heard yelling, is everything alright?" 

"Not really." I answered truthfully. I loved my mum and I didn't want to be rude to her but I had too. "Katie almost found out, I had to get her away." 

"Oh sweetie," She walked over to me and cupped my face with her hands. "You need to tell her." Her voice broke at the end, and her big green eyes locked with mine. "It's gone on to long." 

I pulled her gentle hands down and smiled sadly, "I won't tell her." 

"Niall James, I can't let you do this to her-" 

"She will find out August 6th." I cut her off. "We are playing here in Mullingar, and then I won't have a choice." I looked down, "I am scared mum." 

"You like her a lot don't you?" She asked, throwing a dish towel down on the table. 

"I like her more than a lot." She smiled instantly but I kept going. "What if she doesn't give me a chance to explain?" 

"She will. Now go! Go fix it!" She laughed, practically pushing me out the door. With a new burst of determination I climbed into my truck and went straight for the jewlery store.

~~~~~~Katie's POV~~~~~

On my way home  I wiped away the last stupid tear I would let fall, and the hurt feeling he made me have turned into curiousity.

When I got home from Maria's I put a cold pizza in the oven and flipped the TV on.

Darcey left a note and said she had to go to a buisness meeting and that she will make it up to me soon. I didn't mind, I hate having to explain my emotions that even I don't understand.

While the pizza cooked I sat in the living room watching re runs of 'Friends' and thought about how I wish I had love like Ross and Rachel do. They drive each other crazy, but at the end of the day they know how much they love each other and that it is worth all of it.

I thought back to earlier this afternoon, and Niall's panicked face. How could he freak out like that? I hardly had any followers anyway. So I doubt anyone even saw it.

I am going to forget about my promise, absolutely throw it out the window. I was going to find out why Niall acted like it was his destiny to keep me away from it, and why he got so worked up about it.

I typed 'One Direction' in the google search box and confidently pressed enter. When I saw a picture of the boys the band consisted of I clicked on it.  I could already see that they were all beautiful.

The first boy had curly brown hair and electric green eyes, he was styled in a button up shirt and a blazer. Underneath him was labeled Harry.

The next gorgeous boy had a shaved head and he was dressed in a plaid shirt, underneath him said Liam.