Memories

Chapter 39

*Stephanie's POV*

I awoke to a heavy arm around me. My eyes fluttered open to find myself in a room that wasn't mine. I shift to the side and see John, my date, laying next to me. My nervousness started kicking in, I didn't plan on having sex with him nor anyone last night. I look under the covers to see my clothes on thankfully.

I recalled what had happened yesterday between Niall and I. I remember not wanting to go home and deal with the situation, so I stayed here, not without having a couple of drinks of course. When John and I left the movies, I urged him to take me to the bar, I drank a bit too much than I hoped for. Like I always do, I drowned my feelings out with alcohol.

"Good morning," I heard John say, he took his arm off of me.

I blushed, forgetting I was this close to him, "Oh God, good morning," I laughed awkwardly. My head suddenly started to throb, "Did I drink too much yesterday?" I asked even though I knew the answer was yes.

He chuckled, "You didn't have such a good night, what's wrong? Was it me?"

His worried voice and sweetness made me smile, "No, it wasn't you, I just have something important on my mind," I responded truthfully.

I watched as he sat up and brushed his brown hair with his hand, "Tell me." I shook my head, I knew he wasn't going to care or find this the slightest of interesting. He scoffed, "Tell me," he repeated with an assuring smile.

I palmed my face with my hands and sat up as well, preparing myself for the embarassment, "You know Niall, right?" He nodded.

I brought my face out of my hands and looked up at the ceiling, trying to find the right words, "Well, he told me something interesting yesterday, and I'm not sure how to feel about it."

He shifted his body to face me more, "What did he say?"

I took a deep breath and said it as simple as it could be, "He said he loved me." The room went silent for a long minute. I brought my head down and recollected the exact words Niall had told me last night and his initial reaction in my head, regret flashed over me as I remembered his broken face that I didn't seem to acknowledge.

"Do you love him?" I brought my head up to him, his sudden question began to make me wonder what I have been thinking about all night. "Do you love him?" He repeated.

I brushed my hair back with my hand, "I think so... I mean, yes, yes I do, we've been friends since forever and I think we have something good going on between us," I finally let out. "I think I do love him." I can't believe it, I am in love with Niall. My bestfriend.

He smiled, "Well, you need to go tell him this."

I raised an eyebrow, "You think so?" He nodded. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and quickly stood up from the bed, "Thank you so much, I'm going to tell him right now." I grabbed my purse and slipped on my shoes.

My friend chuckled at my happiness, "Hope everything turns out alright," he waved goodbye.

I told him my goodbyes as well and headed outside, I whistled for a taxi and soon got one. While in the taxi, I thought about how exactly I would tell Niall how I felt. After a few minutes of driving, I finally reached my home. I told my thank yous to the taxi driver and gave him his money. My feet sped up to the huge heavy door, I stood infront of it and took a long, deep breath.

I opened the door slowly, "Niall?" The door closed behind me as I searched on the first floor. "Niall!?" I ran up the stairs and into his room. The bed was made and all of his stuff was gone. I noticed a folded up paper on top of the clean bed, shakily, I grabbed it and opened it up. It had Niall's handwriting,

Stephanie, I'm sorry for everything. I didn't mean to tell you that I loved you out of the blue. Even if you don't feel the same way, I'm happy that I got it out of my chest. As you can see, I'm not here, I decided to go back to Ireland. I didn't want you to feel upset and awkward if I stayed there. I understand if you don't ever want to see me again, but I just wanted to say I truly do love you Stephanie.  

-Sincerly, Niall

My heart broke, I felt guilty as fuck. I started to sob into my hands, the letter falling in front of me while I let a few tears hit it. It was all my fault Niall left, I should have listened to him and talk to him but instead I pushed him away. Even though he is not here, I have to tell him how I feel soon, or it will be too late.

*A/N: Hey guys, theres only a tiny bit of chapters left :/ I hope you guys are liking this story, if so please comment and/or vote? It would mean a lot to me :) Oh yeah thanks for (hopefully) having patience for this chapter to upload, wattpad kept crashing down on me. Anyways thank you for reading! :) x