I Never Will Forget. ( ft Niall Horan and Liam Payne)

Chapter 2: The Beginning of the End for half of a Diamond.

****Next Summer****

Niall and I had planned to go out jogging for the day. It was a warm summer day the sky’s were blue the grass was bright green, it was a beautiful day. “Come on princess.” Nialler told me as he walked out the door, I followed his heels. My black hair was up in a ponytail and I had a tank top and shorts on. I carried my water bottle in hand and Niall carried his. Niall had a white sleeveless shirt on and had blue shorts. Niall and I had ran about three blocks when Niall had started to slow down. He rested his hands on his knees and breathed deeply in and out. I stopped and looked behind me. “You alright, Niall?” I yelled back. Niall nodded a breathy yes. I wasn’t too sure so I jogged back to check on him. “Niall if you aren’t feeling good we can go home.” I say looking down at Niall who was still holding himself on his legs. Niall finally gave in and let me walk him home.

We walked up the steps and I unlocked the door I put my water bottle on the kitchen table then realized Niall hadn’t followed me in. “Niall?” I called back to him I walked back to the front door and saw Niall throwing up. “Oh my god, Niall!!” I yelled. I didn’t know what to do so I ran inside grabbed a rag, water and medication and went back outside. I waited till Niall was done to wipe his face and arms. I helped him inside and grabbed a new pair of clothes for him. He went to change in the bathroom and when he was done I gave him some pills to settle his stomach and water to wash it down. I told him to lay on the couch and he did. I put pillows under his head and blankets over his body. I took his temperature and it was very high. 102. I grabbed him some tea and told him to sip. After he fell asleep, I took it upon myself to take care of me. I went to the bathroom and took a bath thinking about everything. When I was inside. I wondered if Niall had just caught a virus. Maybe, Nialler just had the flu. That was it, I knew it. After the shower you put on a flower patterned button on shirt and long fluffy pants. I gasped as I had forgotten to refill the puppies’ food bowls. I poured the food into 4 of the bowls and refilled the water bowls too. The puppies wagged their tails and trotted over to the food bowls. I smiled and fixed myself a warm cup of tea. I went to my study where I pulled out a book. I think I must have read for about two hours until I got bored and decided to play guitar. Niall had taught me so many songs over the years, see, we had been friends since I was five and we went to kindergarten my mom says since then we have never been apart. Of course, we fought here and there, but I mean, who doesn’t? We always worked it through though. One summer when I was in the fourth grade he had lent me his older brother’s plastic baseball bat, I was so thrilled! Sadly, when I was riding my bike home from his house the bat fell from my grasp and landed in front of the wheel, the rest is history. After not talking to me for two days Niall walked over to my house and told me it was okay since his brother had apparently gotten a new one anyways. I was happy and he was too. One winter we went up to my grandfather’s cabin up in the woods and Niall was showing me his guitar, he called it Danny, we were maybe 12 then, he had showed me all the chords and techniques he learned from a book he borrowed from the library. After that we would always practice guitar together the only trouble was that we had only one guitar. I had begged and begged daddy to buy me a guitar and finally he agreed. I was so happy it was a brown acoustic guitar and sounded beautifully when a plucked the strings. I colored it a black, navy blue, purple and white color so that it looked like a night sky then Niall helped me put yellow stars on it, for a finishing touch Niall wrote my name bright and yellow. Destiny.

Music then became a part of our lives. Niall and I would make songs together and sing together and we even learned piano. Guitar will always be our main instrument though, I feel like guitar is really how we built our relationship together.

I plucked the guitar strings until I found a steady beat. I started to sing the songI had been working on for the past few days. “Shut the door, turn the light off, I wanna be with you I wanna feel your love.” I was a good singer, I’m not being modest or being mean that’s just what I’ve been told. My mother was a vocal couch before she died, she died when I was 12, that was the reason I lived with my grandfather that winter. Daddy found it hard to cope with the pain and thought it was better if I were with my grandpa for the time being. It was hard and I messed her so much but I had done my grieving so I just remember her and think of all the beautiful things she used to do and sing. My dad, I like to call him daddy, was in a band in high school so he sang too. Music was in the family so it just came naturally, you know? “I wanna lay beside you, I cannot hide this even though I try.” I strummed my guitar again feeling the vibrations. “Heart beat harder, time escapes me, trembling hands touch skin it makes this.” I took a breath.“Harder… and the tears steam down my face.” I strummed harder. I heard a noise from the living room and I stopped playing the guitar. “Niall?” I called out. No respond. I picked up my guitar and carried it overhead. I gingerly looked both ways before walking around the house. All clear. I heard a noise from the kitchen and ran to it. “WOAHAH.” I screamed in my scariest voice, guitar overhead. I saw a blonde boy a little taller than me snacking on some cookies. “Hey, what were you going to do bash me in the head with Lux?” Niall said gesturing toward my guitar. I sighed in relief and leaned back against the wall. “I heard you playing, I really like the song I think it would sound much better with me in it though.” Niall smirked while grabbing a beer from the fridge. I frowned and crossed my arms. “Would you mind explaining today, mister?” I narrowed my eyes using a firm voice. “I was just sick that’s all.” Niall shrugged it off. “No, Niall, you were not ‘just sick’.” I said imitating him. Niall set his beer on the counter and turned to face me. He gently leaned into me pressing his forehead against mine. “Have I ever told you’re cute when you use an Irish voice and that you’re damn sexy when you’re mad?” Niall kissed me all over my neck and for a moment I lost my concentration. “Alright I’ll try to be cool.” I said a bit annoyed. Niall smiled and grabbed his beer heading to the living room. “None of that then, Niall, I don’t want any more of the sickness to come back.” I poured to glasses of milk and brought one out to him. He sighed as he handed me the beer and I popped it open taking a chug. He laughed at my actions and I shrugged at him. “Hey, I had to deal with a sick you for a day I think I deserve it.” I said laying down in the arm chair. Niall held his chocolate milk in his right hand and I clinked the beer with his cup.