Who am I? - A Niall Horan Fanfic

Chapter 6 - Promise

Hello readers! (: sorry i havent updated in almost a month! I had lots of coursework to finish! Sorry if i dont uupload frequently, i've got exams in march but i'll try my best :) well here's the next chapter, enjoy x

Previously on 'Who Am I'

‘According to my statistics your are slowly changing to be more and more like Harry by the minute, the way you’ll be able to stop that is to work against the pill. To fight it. For example, If Harry likes bananas and you don’t... then the pill will MAKE you like bananas. If you work against it.. that would mean NOT eating bananas.’

‘But I like bananas?’

‘That was just an example! What I’m trying to tell you Niall is that you MUST do everything opposite to Harry. The pill is trying to turn you into Harry, but you have to fight it and do everything that Harry wouldn’t do. For example...’ He picked up a teen magazine with ‘One Direction’ plastered on the front in pink. He opened it to a ‘Facts about 1D!’ page ‘it’s says here that Harry likes girls A LOT. That means this will happen to you, in order to fight it.. MAKE NO CONTACT WITH GIRLS.’

‘Ok..’

‘I mean it Niall.. NO CONTACT! And not only that you have 30 days until you transform, everyday you must do something that Harry wouldn’t do. But for now.. no girls!’

I walked home avoiding all eye contact with females. I can do this. I thought to myself I can do this. I put the hood of my hoodie over my head, tucked my hands in my pocket and looked down at the floor as I walked down the street. I defiantly won’t make contact by looking at the floor. A minute later I stopped. I noticed the scar on my leg from when I fell and I remembered...

Hailey.

 CHAPTER 6

7 missed calls from Hailey. I must seem like such a dick. But there is nothing i can do about it. I can't talk to her, i can't see her, heck i should probably stop thinking about her! i was knocker out my thoughts when i heard a slight shuffle at the door, I turned and walked towards it and saw someone had pushed an envelope through the mail box. I picked up the envelope, it was from Feral. I let out a small giggle because of how old fashioned this guy is, a letter really?  I slowely ripped open the top and pulled out the folded letter entitled 'Task 2' 

Oh no! i can bearly cope with Task1 - 'No Contact with girls' I did a quick prayer and read the letter.

Dear Niall,

I hope you've been staying away from girls, i now have your second task. Niall from now on DO NOT sing. You may see this as an inconvenince considering singing is your proffession but its the only way. You mustn't sing, not even in the shower! And task 1 still stands, from now on 

- DONT TALK TO GIRLS!

- DONT SING! 

feral

Oh gosh, this is going to be a long month! i'm stuggling and i'm only on the second task! 28 more tasks to go! SHIT. 

Suddenly the door bell rang which caught me at surprise, i jumped back and opened the door ithout even thinking about it.

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT, standing on my doorstep in skinny jeans and a hoodie was Hailey.

SHIT NIALL THE PEEP HOLE IS THERE FOR A REASON , WHAT AM I GOING TO DO NOW! I CANT JUST CLOSE THE DOOR IN HER FACE AND PRETEND I DIDNT SEE HER! i looked down avoiding any contact.

'Niall?' Her soft voice spoke. I didn't reply. 'Is everything okay? Um you havent been answering my calls so i just came to check if u were okay..'