casual affair

Chapter 15

Niall pov

Me and Etta talked for a long time last night. I still felt like shit knowing she knew what I did but I also felt relieved that It wasn't a secret anymore. I still missed Harry, and I would for a while. Etta is right though, it's not right or possible or okay. We just had the summer, and i'll cherish those moments but can't keep loving him.

I zipped up my suitcase and looked around my room one last time. So many memories here in the couple months I had been here, almost heartbreaking to leave.

I shut the door and carried my stuff downstairs. Etta was drinking tea and looked up when she heard me.

"All packed?" She smiled and I nodded.

We went out to the car and I put my stuff in the trunk, it was weird without Harrys car in the driveway.

I watched the house as we pulled off, trying to take this summer with me forever.

The car ride was spent with small talk and the radio. I think both of us had said just about everything that needed to be said the night prior.

"Okay love, do you want me to walk you to security or do you think you can find it yourself?" She said once we arrived.

"I got it thanks" I smiled.

She got out and helped me grab my bags and once I had them all we stood across from each other. I had never seen the resemblance between the two of us before. Etta had blue eyes, slightly closer to green and brown hair that was the same shade as my natural tone. She was really pretty.

"I really am glad you came this summer Niall, and I hope you can come back" She said and hugged me tightly.

"Me too I did have fun with you, and i'll see you at Christmas for sure" I smiled and she chuckled nodding.

"Okay babe, love you" She said and kissed my cheek.

"Love you too" I smiled and she waved as I walked through the automatic doors.

Once she was out of sight, i wiped off the stray tear from my cheek. This whole summer had been insane, I missed my mum.

I waited in line at security and set my bags next to me.

"Empty all pockets and put bags on the conveyor belt!" The security guard yelled and I did and waited at the other end for my stuff.

I got through and walked through the giant airport trying to find my gate. I found it after a while but was bummed to see the delayed sign next to it.

"Excuse me how long is this flight delayed?" I asked the lady at the counter by the gate.

She checked her watch, "About forty five more minutes" She smiled.

I rolled my eyes and pulled my bags and sat down in one of the waiting chairs. I got on my phone and scrolled through instagram. Then i opened my photos and looked through them. There were some cute ones of me and Zayn. Then some funny one with me and Louis from his visit.

Then I found one picture of Harry.

We were in his car and he was telling me some story while his hand sat on my knee. He was laughing in the photo and I remember sneaking that picture so he wouldn't get mad.

He looked so calm. His smiled looked so bright. It's the Harry I would miss.

I put my phone away and looked around at the other people here. Airports are fun because it's always so many different kinds of people.

I watched some mom try and wrangle her kids together and an older couple walk together towards the starbucks. There were classy looking businessmen and girls giggling together probably going home from vacation.