If it Means a lot to you - Niall Horan fan fic (ON HOLD)

Chapter 19

Keely’s POV

    I stared flustered at the innocent Niall Horan, standing across from me, waiting for an answer I couldn’t find the words to.

He wanted to know why I didn’t tell him I had an audition offer for Glee.

“I… I am not sure. I wasn’t going to take the offer anyways, so I thought I’d keep it to myself.” I answered shyly, burying myself further into the blanket I was wrapped in on the couch.

“Keels! That’s everything you’ve ever wanted, why would you pass it up?” He sounded frustrated.

“I guess I’m kind of over the whole acting thing…” I dreaded to say.

He shrugged his shoulders then sat down beside me on the couch, putting his arm over me, resulting in me cuddling into him.

“Are you sure that’s the only reason?” He asked me. The sound in his voice making me think that he wasn’t convinced.

No..

I was scared.

I was so terrified to leave his life again, and have him forget about me, that it was actually making me go crazy.

I wanted to save our friendship because I truly believed it was worthy enough for treasuring, always.

He had so many distractions that I knew if I left now, it would be the same thing that happened two years ago.

Leaving me sadness every day because I honestly felt I was special.

And every morning in New York, after the first year away, I woke up in hopes that I’d get a call from Niall.

My phone would ring and I’d here

“Kiki! I miss you so much.”

on the other line.

But it never happened.

Sometimes I hoped I would just walk out of my apartment and he’d be standing right on the sidewalk in front of me.

Smiling that adorable smile of his with his crystal blue eyes shining at me with pure bliss.

But just like the call, none of that ever happened.

I do remember that one incident though… when I snuck into one of their shows…

“Keely?” Niall said, interrupting my flash back.

I shuck it off then nodded my head yes to him.

He scrunched his eyebrows at me in wonder.

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Niall’s POV

    I sat with Keely on the sofa, as we watched a Pretty Little Liars marathon. She laid cuddled into me, dozing off from time to time, probably still a bit out of it.

I thought back to last night and how completely hammered this little girl was. She’s so innocent and sweet 90% of the time, but drunk Keely is… naughty keely.

    We walked through the front door of the house and Keely shyly threw her hands to the side of her, sighing heavily.

“What do we do now?” She joked, very flirtatiously.

I laughed lightly.

Being a little buzzed as well, and in the moment, I spun her back into the wall and crashed my lips hard against hers.

My arms reaching up above her shoulders to corner her from leaving as we continued kissing.

Things sure did escalate quickly in one day.