Letters To Niall

Chapter 17 Fate

Chapter 17 - Fate

It wasn't long before the tour ended, and I was back in Mulingar again, greeting the dark life I had left behind a few months ago. The tour got cut short, since Liam and Zayn both got the flu, meaning they couldn't sing. I was actually glad it was over. Ever since that talk we had at the hospital, me and Niall didn't speak one word to each other. It was hurting, the way he ignored my presence, as if I wasn't even there. The boys and Mairead noticed this, and tried to do there best to get us to speak again, bless them. But it didn't work. It was too awkward. At one time, I tried to speak to him.

"Hey." I had whispered. He just looked up, and caught my eye for a second, that felt for minutes. He looked horrible. Big black bags sat under his dull eyes, and creases ran all over his face. His cheeks where tear stained, and I could smell him from here. He hadn't had a shower for weeks. His usually fruity smell that I loved was gone. His hair was sticking up in all sorts of directions, and his face was paler than usual. His stomach was pretty much just bones with a little skin, his hips way too skinny for my liking. What happened to the lively, care-free, slightly greedy boy I fell head over heels for? He was broken, and to see him like this, knowing I had caused this, made me feel even worst, and also broken.

But even in that state, I could still see the his true beauty. Sure he had flaws right now, but no natural flaws. He was still perfect, just... broken, and needing to be fixed. I would have helped him, and work things out between us, if he had just given me the chance! But since he hadn't given me that, I had given up.

Now that I was back in Mulingar, Mairead told me to just forget about him. How did she think I was going to do that? He was the only person that was ever on my mind now. Everything I thought and said, would always bring me back memories of Niall. Like the other day, my mum suggested we go to Nandos to brighten my mood. I had burst into hysterical tears, and no one knew why, until Mairead explained to my family that it was because that's Niall's favourite reastrunt. My brother had even called me an attention seeker that day, and that hurt. It was the first time in a while my brother had said something horrible to, or about me, and I didn't like it one bit.

Louis and Mairead kept in contact, and she was forever telling me about the skype calls, the phone calls, how he sent her cute morning and night texts, and how he put about five kisses on the end of a message. Don't get me wrong, I was happy for her, of course I was, but I was also jealous. I wanted what she had with Louis, but with Niall. I had only just realised when I got home, how strong I had developed feelings for the blonde boy. Feelings I didn't even know existed. I had discovered all sorts of new emotions, both good, and also bad. You could say it has been an adventure fancying the pants off Niall Horan, but now that I had to leave and forget about him, it was defiantly not an adventure. But as Zayn would say at a time like this, "life if a rollercoaster."

I can tell you this now, it really is. Really.

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Niall's POV

I thought letting her go would be the easiest part, but woah, it really wasn't. Hell to the no. It was the worst part. I felt even worst though, because I had let her go without saying goodbye. I had ignored her the whole trip, thinking it was best for both of us, but it ended up making matters worst. I couldn't help but wonder though, did Erin have feelings for me? It's too late now I guess. Too late.

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Erin's POV

"Babe, you need to get out more." My mother sighed, as she ironed my disguisting school uniform. "I'ts not good for you to just be stuck indoors everyday."

As much as I hated to admit it, my mother was right. I had been stuck indoors for the past two months. That's right. I still wasn't over him. I don't think I ever will do. He was the first person I ever had such strong feelings for, do you know how hard it was to let that go?