Tower

Chapter Sixteen

Niall's POV

'@randomperson1: Nile prob cheated on da gurl'

'@randomperson2: Niall is such a pathetic excuse. Waste of air'

'@randomperson3: he dont deserve luv'

'@randomperson4: go die in hole'

Hundreds and thousands of tweets like those flood my mentions. And, against the lads advice, I read these constantly. They remind me how much of a waste I am. They remind me that I don't deserve my life, or Lillian.

When I go out I see people with worried faces, but I know they're only afraid of me. I'm a monster, they have a right to be afraid of me. I hurt people. I'm living someone else's dream, when I don't even deserve it. People would be so much better off without me. I can't even have friends without hurting them. Lillian has every right to ignore me. If I could, I would ignore myself too. I'm annoying and needy, and I ask for too much out of people.

I'm awful and everyone knows it. I know it. She knows it.

Lillian's POV

"Stu-pid. Stu-pid." I say to myself, hitting my head with my hands. "I'm so stupid." I crumple up the piece of paper sitting in front of me, and I throw it across the room, along with all of the others I've thrown. I grab a new sheet of paper and start writing something else.

'It's been a long day without you, my friend. And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again. We've come a long way from where we began. Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again. When I see you again.

Damn, who knew? All the planes we flew, good things we've been through. That I'd be standing right here talking to you 'bout another path. I know we loved to hit the road and laugh, but something told me it would last. Had to switch up, look at things different, see the bigger picture. Those were the days. Hard work forever pays. Now I'll see you in a better place.

How can we not talk about family when family's all that we got? Everything I went through you were standing there by my side. And now you gon be there with me for the last ride.

So let the light guide your way, yeah. Hold every memory as you go. And every road you take will always lead you home, home.

It's been a long day without you, my friend. And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again. We've come a long way from where we began. Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again. When I see you again.'

I don't realize I'm crying until my tears are hitting the paper, making it harder to see what I wrote. Every memory I've kept locked in the deepest parts of my mind fly out. The joys, the hardships, our separation. It hits me hard. This always happens this time of year, but it's never been this bad. I haven't felt this lost since the day they died.

I cry and cry until I fall asleep, making for a restless sleep.

When I wake up I'm greeted with a headache and a phone call from Daisy. "Hey Daisy," I say, answering the phone, cringing at the loudness of my voice.

"You might want to come to work now." Is the first thing Daisy says, making me freak out.

"Am I late?" I question, in a panic. "I set an alarm!"