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

Chapter 4: Downhill

Hand and hand Niall and I walked down the cobblestone streets inside the amusement park. I would point up at the rides and Niall and I would giggle at little kids with ice cream all over their faces. We walked around talking for a while, stopping when he bought me a teddy bear or a balloon or when I wanted more pictures.

“Hey Niall want to go on that ride over there?” I pointed to a roller coaster with a big drop and a thrilling loop. Niall gasped his breath changing rapidly. I looked over at him surprised at the rate of his breathing. His eyes were squeezed shut and his hand clutched his chest. “Niall..?!” I urgently called to him although he was standing next to me. I looked up at him. “Niall, hun, are you okay?” I gripped his bare arms tightly. Niall’s breathing slowed and evened. For a moment he stood there with his eyes still clamped closed. His eyes finally fluttered open and relief flushed through me. He let out his breath and smiled a small smile to me. “I’m okay..” He gave me a reassuring pat on the back. I narrowed my eyes but continued walking toward the coaster. We were in line for about 15 minutes. Niall moved slowly, beats off sweat gathering on his face although the weather was fairly cool. The sun had began to go down.

We sat in the seats of the rides with two straps keeping us pushed up against the back of the seat. Niall held my hand rubbing his thumb against my smooth skin. His attention seemed to be somewhere else, his eyes glued to the sunset ahead. I was a bit worried about him but I stayed quiet. The announcer blasted some words through the loud speaker before beginning the ride. “Please keep your arms, hands and feet in the ride at all times and keep lose articles in safe compartments at all times, thank you enjoy.” With that the ride shot forward. I was smiling ear to ear and screaming as the air hit my skin. I heard no sound from Niall who usually always loved rides. I shot him a glance and saw him in his earlier position. Eyes clamped shut and beads and sweat on his face. His knuckles were pale white from gripping the bars tightly. I frowned. What was wrong? He had been acting very odd lately. Could it be me? Did he not want to be with me? I bit my lip. I looked at Niall once more and heard him silently swear. I looked forward at the sky as the moving coaster came to an end. I didn’t feel up to enjoying myself anymore. As soon as the ride stopped and the straps around our shoulders were released I got up bolting toward the gate. That’s what it was I knew it. He didn’t want to be with me that’s why he had been so eager to get off the ride and not ride it in the first place. I took a few turns and made it toward the car. I took out Niall’s car key and unlocked the door to the truck. I sat in the seat crossing my arms and trying to keep myself from exploding. My phone beeped. I knew who it was but I didn’t want to talk to him. My phone beeped again. “Damn it.” I mumbled rummaging in my purse till I found the smooth surface of my phone.

Niall: Where are you!

Niall: Hello? Diamond answer me! Did I do something?

….

Niall: Love, I’m sorry. Answer me babe!

I rolled my eyes. Of course it was my fault. He was making ME look like the jerk when really all I wanted to have a good time with him! It wasn’t fair. I pressed my lips together and angrily answered.

Me: I’m in the car.

10 minutes later a saw the familiar blonde guy standing a few feet away from the car. He started toward the drivers seat but suddenly stopped. His face grew pale and his hands clutched his knees. I knew what was coming next as I covered my face not able to watch the gruesome act. When he looked back up at me his eyes were filled with hurt. I felt like I had been struck across the face. It hadn’t been that he didn’t want to have fun. He had been feeling ill. I felt heartless. I had just been worried about me having fun. I unlocked the door and circled the car to the drivers seat. I managed a small smile locking my brown eyes with his light blue orbs. I silently rose my right hand that had my share of our friendship bracelet around it and made half of a heart. The silence was killing me. I knew I had been wrong and all I wanted was for him to know I loved him and mostly…. To know he loved me too. I hated there to be something awkward between us. Moments passed and Niall just stared at my hand as if wondering to except my gesture or not. He looked up to my wrist and his eyes softened when he saw my bracelet. He finally looked back at my eyes and brought up his half of a heart. Although the resentment I felt because I had misjudged him killed me I was relieved. Niall had forgiven me. He loved me again. I was complete again. For now.