A Happily Never After (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Ireland

THIS UPDATE IS FOR KELLYHAI!!!

My skin was covered with goosebumps. I slowly sat up, rubbing my sleepy eyes. Where was I? It was dark. I moved my hand and felt something soft and fuzzy. Suddenly, I remembered. I grabbed the stuffed giraffe and clutched it to my chest.

Eventually, I crawled out of the fort and made my way to the bathroom. While I was washing my face, I heard the door to the hotel room open and close. "Good, you're up," Clara said, peeking her head in the bathroom.

When I stepped out, I noticed she was eating a bagel and had one sitting out for me. "Not hungry," I groaned, sitting on the ground.

"Babe," Clara came to sit next to me, "you and Niall will see each other soon enough. Just text him." I found my phone on the floor of the hotel room and typed a quick message to Niall:

'I turned down food because I was missing you. What is wrong with me?'

"We are going out with Sandy today!" Clara said, excitedly.

"Okay," I sighed. Clara wouldn't let me stay home so I acquiesced.

A little while later, I found myself sitting in the back of Sandy's car, staring at my phone screen. Why hadn't Niall texted me back yet? He was busy... stop being so clingy, Lennon.

"You ready to shop?" Sandy asked, turning into an outdoor shopping mall.

"So excited!" Clara squealed, jumping up and down a little in her seat.

We parked and slowly made our way over to the mall. After a few stores, I was actually feeling a little better. With not much money to spend, considering I was jobless and had no income, I tried not to look around too much. That didn't really work out but Sandy and Clara helped me sort what I absolutely needed. I ended up only buying a pair of peach shorts, a pink sweater, and a straw hat.

I found myself rolling over, laughing, at a joke Clara had just told. We were eating sandwiches at the dining area. Suddenly, I heard my phone buzz; it was a text from Niall.

'Wow you must really like me! Only joking. Miss you too! xx'

'How's rehearsal?' I typed back quickly.

'Its good craic! Shit I have to go. Bye'

I frowned and slid my phone back into my pocket.

"Don't be so down!" Clara said.

"Sorry," I said, trying to sound happy.

Eventually, we went back to the hotel room, Sandy coming along.

"I know this is probably not the best time to tell you this," Clara said in the middle of an episode of Friends, "but I'm leaving tomorrow." I thought my day couldn't get worse; I was wrong.

"What?" I croaked out.

"I have a night flight, like 9pm-ish."

Sandy sat there, a bit awkward. I saw her eyes glancing over at us even though she was acting like she was still watching the show.

I leaned over to Clara and gave her a long hug. "We still have tomorrow," she said, laughing.

"You suck!" I said, through an exasperated sigh as my breath hitched in the middle. I felt my throat tighten. Suck it up, Lennon. Too late.

"Don't cry!" Sandy joined in, hugging me.

"You have Sandy here to keep you company!" Clara said.

"But only.. for....a-a we-week, then I," I took a deep breath, trying to control my breathing, "have t-to leave." They both tackled me.

"That's why we have phones," Sandy giggled.