Angel Tears - A Niall Horan Fan Fiction

Chapter 24

I sit on the porch getting irritated as I wait for Greg to get outside. I don't even know why I agreed to go with him anyway, It's not like I was forced to do it or anything. Why does he even want me to go with him, he couldn't go with his wife or son?

Wife and son, I am still shocked to see him smile like that towards them. I also felt angry, he married and didn't even bother to tell me, he had a kid, a cute kid may I add, without me knowing. I could've been his best man, standing next to him as he makes a vow to Denise. I could've been there to hold the newborn Theo in my arms as he sleeps wrapped in a warm blanket; but no, I wasn't there for anything, he probably graduated college with a degree and has a good paying job he loves to afford his big house and watch his little boy. I would've wanted to be apart of his life then, but no, he didn't want me in the picture. But if he didn't want anything to do with me, why is he here? Wasting his precious time with me when he could spend it with his own family?

Right now I'm confused, angry... and betrayed. Nana even admitted to have kept contact with him, but not his own little brother. And that hurts a lot.

"Hey Niall." I stood up surprised at the voice beside me. "Ready to go?" Greg says, zipping up his navy blue jacket.

I sigh in relief, "Sure." I mumble.

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We sat across from each other on the row boat that our father refurnished when his old man gave it to him as an early Christmas gift.

I stare out to the lake as we drifted farther from the shore and out to the deepest part of the now murky green water.

I fix my eyes on the surface of the lake, reflecting an image of me, like a mirror; trying to avoid Greg at all cost as he uses the oars to push us forward. It all felt so uncomfortable and awkward for me, and now I'm staring at the water, thinking if I just make a jump for it and swim away from his burning gaze fixed on the side of my head.

He suddenly comes to a halt by letting the oars make a sudden slow drift to a stop.

"So uh, how is everything Nialler?"

"Don't call me that." I snap, not bothering to look at him.

"Okay, then how are you Niall?" I take a risk and look at him, he sure has changed a lot since the last time I saw him. His brown locks now short and combed through with hair gel, a lot taller than last, or maybe he was always this tall; his eyes similar to mine only less blue. He stares at me cautiously, as if I was about to explode, oh, if only I could do that.

"Well, besides the fact that my older brother, after he abandoned me for at least a decade, decides to pop back into my life again with no warning or any permission. I thing I'm alright."

He frowns, "Look Ni-"

"Why are you here?" I interrupt his sentence, "and why now?" My fist clenched around my knee, trying to contain my anger.

"Is it wrong to visit my little brother once in a while?"

"If you say ten years is once a while, then yes it is wrong. You can't just come here hoping for me to welcome you home with open arms after throwing me in the trash."

"I didn't do that." he says calmly.

"Yes you did you know you did. Never bothered to call, text, or mail me; let alone tell me that you got married and had a kid without my knowledge, Do you really not care about me?!" I yell furiously at the man in front of me, "Did I do something wrong to make you not like me?!"

"No, you didn't do anything, it's me who is at fault here."

"Then why did you just disappear on me then?"