You Found Me. But, I Didn't Want You To. (on hold)

Chapter 5- There Are Such Things as Second Chances

Niall's pov

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Why did I call her a slut. Im a fucking moron. Im just. I dont even know. It's just. It's hard to explain. I thought that I liked sara. But, Im not so sure. Jamie... she's, she's changed. Thats for sure. She has a bigger wall up now then she did before.  All because of me. I left her. Not letting her explain. I swear my temper is getting away of everything. Damn it.

"So um..." I trialed off."Where's Jamie?" I asked. I saw her and her gutair so she must be out playing somewhere.

"I'm not sure if we should tell you. Why do you even care? She's just another random slut right?" Tyra said, rage seething through her teeth.

"Tha- that was an accident." I answered barely in a whisper.

"No." Sydney spat.

"Niall do you want to know a fucking accident is?" Syd asked. Anger radiating off of her.I slowly nodded.

"An accident is when you leave the girl who loves- Loved you more than anything because you thought she didn't love you anymore. An accident is when you  perpously don't talk to her. An accident is when you go out and date an actuall hoe who tried to kill her on a jetski to get you. Those are accidents. But, calling her names, and hurting her self esteem that she built or tried to build back up over the past, now thats just fucking cruel. Her opions about her self, are the only thing that keep her from hurting her self again, you mess that up... I swear you won't like what happens to you." Sydney got up, and walked upstairs. Liam trailing behind, like a little puppy. 

"So. Where is she? I need to apologize." I asked, looking at the girls and Louis.

"Shes down the road a little ways, preforming for a few people. In the ampuithearter. You can't miss it." Kalyn said, standing up and heading towards the kitched. Hand in hand with Harry.

"Thanks." I quickly said, grabbing a hat and some sunglasses. I opened the door, and inhaled the sent of the ocean. "Will she forgive me? Better yet....can I win her back?" Is what I've been thinking and thinking through my head as I walk. I hear her voice, calming I guess. I see all the cars, and people. And the lights. It's small compared to what I preform in, but, It's huge. The one in Maine, in Acadia was pretty small. Yes, I did research a while ago. So what? If my fans can be stalkers why cant I?

"I hope better than me." I heard Jamie's voice ask the audience.

"Okay so i'm going to take a request, first hand up gets to choose, and i'll see if I know it. So on the count of three. Ready?" The crowd cheered in response. I mean cheered. They must know who she is. It's pierceing.

"Alright, One...Two...Three... You!" She pointed to this little girl.

"Hi!" She sueaked.

"Hi hunny. So what song?" Jamie asked smileing a huge smile, revealing a tiny dimple on her right cheek.

"Um can you play Over my Head. By the Fray?" The little girl asked. Her voice a tad shakey.

"Arn't you a little young for that band?" Jamie asked with a small chuckle "Thats my favorite but your just a little girl, you dont need to listen to that silly goose!" Jamie said kidding around, some of the older people chuckleing.

"No! I'm a big girl!" She screached. I laughed along with everyone else.

"Haha okay sweetie, I'll play that song for you. And answer me this question. Whats your name?"  That girls cute. The little girl, daw.

"My names Amanda!" The little girl yelled.

"Okay Amanda. This song is for you sweetie."

Jamie started strumming E cords, A Minor cords, and getting ready to play. She started to get lost in the music and started singing. I smiled as I heard her voice echo through the place.