The Boy With The Blue Eyes

Chapter-31

Niall's POV

Airports now always remind me of her. The first time I saw those brown eyes. The way they made me feel.

"Okay see you guys." Katelyn hugged each of us. I could see she was struggling to hold back tears.

"Its okay babe." Liam whispered into her ear.

I stood there awkwardly, digging my hands into my pockets, while the boys bid teary goodbyes. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I smiled and tapped the green light.

"NIALL JAMES HORAN WHAT THE HELL?!" I held the phone back from my ear. "I.....YOU....WHAT....."

"Calm down." I whispered.

"But........"

"Sshhh....I had a reason."

"I know...but still....this is so not fair..." I could almost see her pouting and scrunching her eyebrows.

"I could not see you crying."

There was a pause. I heard her sniff.

"We are boarding." Paul tapped my back. I nodded.

"I love you babe."

"I love you back." The words lightened up my heart. "Il call you as soon as we land. And no crying okay." No answer. "Okay?" I repeated. "Yes." She mumbled. "And by the way, the pancakes are nice." I laughed. "Il talk to soon. Love you."

"Love you." She whispered.

Arshi's POV

I put the phone down and laid back into the dark brown leather of the soft couch. I sighed and switched on the television, taking a bite of those lovely pancakes. I cant believe he made them. I had woken up to a bloster with a smiley face drawn on it and a post-it on the bedstead.

"Sorry babe but you look so pretty when you sleep. I have to leave but Il skype you tonight. Love N xx

P.S: There is a suprise in the kitchen." My heart fluttered. I missed him already.

"And today, One Direction officialy leave for their world tour." A over-dressed woman on the screen caught my attention, "The boys' girlfriends came to see them off." Pictures of the boys hugging their girlfriends appeared on the screen. My stomach scrunched. "But Niall Horan was standing alone." A picture of Niall standing awkwardly, his hands in the pockets. He was wearing the grey and green t-shirt I had chosen out for him. I smiled. Then the over-dressed lady said something.

"Makes me wonder why he was alone. Did he break up with his girlfriend, Arshi? But they were spotted together just yesterday. Maybe she was too busy sleeping off all that food and wine. She will just pile on more weight. Like she does not have enough of it already. Poor Niall." She giggled a sickening giggle. It was like somebody had punched me in the tummy. I put down the plate of pancakes and went to the mirror. "Oh shut up bitch!" I said. "I am just curvy." I was reassuring myself. Deep down I knew she was right. I sat down on the bed and logged onto my Twitter.

"@Arshi_iam: fat cow!"

"@Arshi_iam: Mooooooooo."

"@Arshi_iam has probably broken all the furniture."

"@NiallOfficial you deserve better than fat pigs like @Arshi_iam!"

My mentions were flooded. My resistance was wearing away. I went to the bathroom and unbuttoned my shirt. I ran my hands over my tummy. They were right. I was fat. My cockiness had dissappeared, insecurities taking over. Why was Niall dating me? I was just.......I didnt deserve him. My breath was coming out in short gasps. I needed it. I opened the cabinet. Not there. I walked into the bedroom and opened the drawers, rummaging through them until I found it. My blade. I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I stepped under it and held it over my arm.

"I am sorry Niall. So sorry." I whispered as the water dripping from my hand ran red.

[A/N: I have a ship name for them! Ariall! What do you think?

One Way or Another: I can hardly wait!! :D]