One Choice~ A Niall Horan Fan Fiction

Chapter 12: Sick of trouble

GUYS! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE HOW MUCH STUFF GOES ON IN THIS CHAPTER LIKE OMG! and the harry feels might be deadly in this chapter!!! I WARNED U THAT THE FEELS IN THIS CHAP WERE STRONG! (u can thank me later for that) well anyways,  dont forget to comment and llike, and share and blah blah blah, but mostly enjoy the story! the chaps have been quite short since we started so i decided to make this one a little bit longer :) I hope u enjoy it so so so so much! love you lovelies! - Daffie!

Norah's POV

How was i supposed to tell Harry about the missing part of the dream I had last night. How was I supposed to tell him I've been dreaming about how I met them, some parts of the dreams are flashbacks, some others are just dreams, some others are mixed with reality.

But how do I tell Harry that before I went out with him I had fallen for Niall? How was I supposed to tell him about the horrible nightmares where my dad used to abuse me where not dreams but memories.

But when my mom died Niall wasn't there, we never went out, we never kissed, we never fell in love. I was in love with Niall ever since I met him after winning the tickets to the concert, it feels like it was just a day ago, but its been months since then. I wished I had told Niall that I liked him, I'm really sad I never did, but Harry asked me out instead, which is one of the best things that ever happened to me, I'm in love with Harry, I loved Niall too, but Harry will never know about it, no one ever will, Harry doesn't deserve that he's to good for me.

Sometimes I feel bad for Hazz. I don't deserve him, I'm not good enough for him, I never was and I never will. I'm not good enough for Niall either. I'm not good enough for anyone, I'm to fucked up, I had to much going on when I was a kid, I had to grow up faster than I should of. If i were to be sold in a store as a product, I wouldn't be next to high-end stuff, I wouldn't be in the sale section, I would be in the bin outside the store because I'm just not good, and Harry and Niall would be in the "good" section.

I'm just not worth the trouble.

I've tried explaining that to Harry, but every time I did he would tell me that he loves me and that I'm the best thing that's ever happened to him, then he would kiss me. Every time he says that I cam see it in he's eyes that he was telling the truth, that's what hurts me the most, the fact that he believes that im worth it,  the fact that he is truly in love with me, the fact that I might hurt him.

- Love! - Harry yelled from his closet. - Are you done packing? The lads are ready downstairs! i'm just going to check if I'm missing anything in here.

- Yeah! I'm just finished! Give me two more minutes to pack my make-up! I'm almost ready! I swear! - I answered him, I wasn't as excited as I sounded, I know Harry asking me to go with him on tour was a big deal, a new step in our relationship, I was scared, I just would only show a smile when he was around, not a fake one, he does really make me smile, that's what scares me the most, every time something in my life was alright, Later made everything worse. But I had to forget about all these things at least for a while, for Harry.

- Why do you even wear any make-up?!?! You look so much more beautiful without it! And you have so much make-up! It's going to take you ages to pack it all! - Harry joked from his closet, he loves joking, but hes still really sweet, I love him so much.

- You only say that so I don't pack it so that we can go! - I said sarcastically, laughing. - And you look so much better without any clothes on! Why are you packing them Styles? - I loved teasing him back.

- EEEEW GUYS! WE ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO HEAR ALL YOUR DIRTYNESS! YOU NAUGHTY PEOPLE! AND YOU ARE NOT DOING ANY OF THAT DIRTY STUFF IN THE TOUR BUS! NOT IN MY WATCH! - Liam yelled from downstairs, Harry and I couldn't help but laugh, Liam was so over-protective over us.