Love Affair: A romantic sexual relationship, especially one between people who are not married to each other.
Multimillionaire Niall Horan grew up surrounded by the warmth of Niamh Murphy, falling slowly in love with her until they married and reloc...
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It's crazy how fast things change. How plans switch, get muddled up and cancelled.
I'd never truly considered how life could switch up on me so fast until I lost my dad. He was simply there one day and the next he was gone. I had plans to visit him a few months after he passed, which I'd made beforehand but I never boarded that flight because he wasn't going to be in my childhood home.
I'd always thought my parents would be there for me despite the way they treated me, that even though I felt like they wanted to constantly upset me they'd never just turn their backs on me.
You never get taught about how some people can just simply be nasty, even to their own children. My parents had zero empathy for me. Even when I was little I'd have nightmares, there were never any cuddles and promises that nothing could hurt me, it was shouting. I never went to them after nightmares because I knew they were my fault and no one cared.
Niall did though.
Niall always cared.
Even if I was upset over something that would seem so miniscule to him he was right there to comfort me when no one else was. Patrick was the same as my parents, often asking Niall why he cared for me so much when I was just attention seeking.
There was never any attention to seek for anyways, I never was loved by my family, it was like I was their biggest burden. I was pushed around, made to feel small until I couldn't take anything anymore.
Trying to kill myself was never a cry for help, I knew no one was going to care and it made the overwhelming thoughts even worse. I would've died that night believing there was not a single person in the world who loved me.
When I laid in that hospital bed, distraught that I'd woken up, everything was made worse when my parents and brother started berating me for not being able to do anything right, saying they'd rather have a dead daughter than me.
I remember them leaving the room, the way my body felt cold and the way the nurse who'd been in the room the whole time looked at me. She'd asked if there was anyone else she could ring to come and be with me, I had to shake my head because I had no one else.
The two minutes that followed were the worst of my entire life. I felt lost and unsure what I'd do when I was discharged from the hospital. There was only one thing I could think about and it was trying to take my life again.
Only my thoughts were interrupted when my living Angel walked into the room.
He promised to never leave, to hold me, to help me and that no matter what he'd be right beside me.
My brain was silent with him, I just clung around his body and soaked in years of love and care that I was deprived from.
You don't need loads of people in life, people with loads of friends always seem so happy and carefree but is every single one of them going to be there for you? Having one person who I've put my everything into is dangerous but I never have to doubt his love for me, I know he's always going to be right there.
