(A/N this chapter is also fairly short, but I wanted to leave it at that. The next chapter will be longer as it will be the entire letter. Sorry for late updates)
Nialls POV
I look from the objects in the hands of my mum, to her face confusingly.
"A piece of paper and a pen?" I aimlessly search her face for some sort of explanation.
"Yes Niall, a piece of paper and a pen." She explains looking deeply into my eyes.
She motions her hand towards mine before placing the pen on my palm and closing my hand int a fist for me. Next she lays the paper between us, before she heads towards the door.
"Write her a letter Niall. Let it all out. Tell her everything you never got to. It will all be okay I promise." She states sympathetically before swiftly exiting the bedroom door.
I stare at the blank paper, quietly registering the words my mom had said moments before as I hear the front door to my flat close.
I slowly pick up the paper before walking to the bedroom door, lightly twisting the handle. I open the door only to reveal the same flat that I haven't seen in a couple weeks.
I walk down the stairs and brush my arm upon the arm on the couch sat in the living room and stopping. I slightly turn to my right, coming face to face with the last place I saw my beautiful smiling Bella.
I let a single word escape from my mouth in a whisper "Bella."
Escaping my thoughts I turn to my left and begin walking to the kitchen table once again. I pull out the light brown wooden chair and sit cross legged. My cold bare feet colliding with my slightly lower calf, sending a shiver down my spine.
I place the paper and pen down on the table staring at it for a few moments, gathering all of my thoughts and choosing amongst them I my head.
Picking up the pen I my left hand I begin to write.
Dear Bella,
"Wrong" I whisper to myself, scratching out the first of many lines.
I come to a conclusion on how to begin and restart.
Dear Princess,
YOU ARE READING
Eternal Love [A Niall Horan Fanfic]
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