You Make Me Wanna Die (Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction)

Niall! and Goodbyes

There is a universal truth we all have to face, whether we want to or not. Everything eventually ends. I've always disliked endings. The last day of summer, the final chapter of a great book, parting ways with a close friend. But endings are inevitable. Leaves fall, we close the book, you say goodbye. Today is one of those days. Today I say goodbye to my boys. Although they will come back, I know it is a goodbye to old times. We're moving on. But just because they are leaving, and that hurts, there are some people that have become such a big part of us that they'll always be with us no matter how far away. Even though they will come back, they will not come back as my boys, they're always going to come home but never again as the boys I used to know, they will be new, they will be more mature they will be different, but they will never ever be 'my boys' again, they will be bigger, manlier, stronger, more confident. They aren't going to be the talented, quirky boys I met and love but no matter how much they change, no matter if they leave or not, they will always be in some sense my boys. They are my solid ground, my north star and the small clear voices in my heart that will always be with me. (Writing this in 2015 like ZAYNNNNN :'( )

Am I over reacting? Just a tad. But I serious have grown to love those boys.

I was sitting in my living room. 6am writing a song, I didn't know who it was about, why I was writing it but it felt right. All of a sudden Niall came running downstairs in tears.

"Niall?" I whispered.

"Mila" He cried and I ran over to him and hugged him.

"What wrong Nialler?" I cooed and sat him on the couch and gave him a blanket.

"Tw-tw-twitter" He burst out in tears and I took out my phone to see "#NiallOutOf1D trending.

"Nialler no, don't listen to them, you are better than them, listen to me" I whispered. He looked at e with the saddest face ever. I kissed his cheek and hugged him as tight as I could.

"If you ever need me while on tour im always just a phone call away" I made sure he knew that.

"Mila, can I tell you something?" Niall had tears all down his face.

"Anything Nialler, you are after all like a brother to me" Yes I have known Harry and Liam a lot longer but Niall and I always had this connection from the moment we met we automatically were comfortable around eachother, we are siblings.

"There...theres a blade..In my pocket" He burst out into tears. I hate it when Niall cries, it brakes my heart, I just want to scream and be there for him.

"Nialler no please don't, give me the blade" He hesitated at first but handed it over and in exchange I gave him an elastic band.

"Nialler, snap this whenever you need to okay?" I put it on his wrist and he nodded.

"Please don't hate me" Niall hiccupped.

"Nialler I could never hate you" I whispered.

"Thank you" He coughed.

"Anything for you Niall, no matter what" I said. He snuggled into my shoulder and quickly fell asleep. I have an idea.

11am.

Louis came trouncing downstairs.

"Hey babe, is Niall okay?" He looked worried and ran over.

"Not really, look at twitter." I sighed rubbing my temples.

"Holy shite" Louis looked at his phone in disbelief.

"Boys!" He shouted.

"Shh! You'll wake him up" I hissed, the boys came downstairs and we told them about the trend.