Youforia [N.H]

64

Aycie Locke

August 29th, Boston.

"Hello?" I speak nervously into the phone.

"Hello?" The voice repeats, "who is this?"

"You're Niall's friend right?" I ask, the Irish voice being an indication that it was, I took the number from Niall's phone anyway so it had to of been him, "James?"

"Uh...I'm sorry who is this?" He sounds confused, "I can't get you an autograph or any shit like that if that's what you want."

"No- no, I'm Aycie I'm his friend, I was calling you to ask for a favour, for his birthday."

"Oh!" He exclaims, sounding alot more positive, "he's always talking about you when he calls, you don't have to worry I'm keeping it secret."

He's talking about me to his friend? I'm so flattered.

"Thank you" I smile to myself, looking around my empty hotel room, I came here to make this call and also sort out Liams gift.

It's his birthday today and he wants to go out with everyone, that being the band, Summer and me, we have a little group now that's pretty nice and I find that we always have the most fun when were all together.

"What can I do?"

"Uhm, do you live near his old home?"

"I live a few doors down from him, always have" he hums positively.

"Do you know Darla? His sister?"

"Well I don't know her but I see her from time to time, I used to know her when we were very young kids but apart from that I only ever see her when walking to school." He explains and I bite my tongue, this still being good news, it would be easier if they were friends or something but deep down I didn't really expect them to be cause it's a eighteen or nineteen your old boy and a much younger girl. "Why?"

"Niall really misses her, like he really really misses her and it makes him upset, I think she must have changed her phone number because I can't reach her on my phone either, I was wondering if you'd help me get them just a phone call or something, maybe even just a letter, it would make him super happy" I tell him my idea.

"She was forced to changed it, that house is a mess, since he left anyway" he grumbles, not sounding happy about it either, "I can't really go knock on the door and speak to her because their parents would kick my ass back into the fucking womb, they hate me."

I can see why Niall and him are friends. Back into the womb?

Hilarious.

"...I could send a letter.." he speaks mysteriously, like he was still thinking over that idea as he spoke it.

"Do they open her mail?"

"I can't see through walls" he states, laughing to himself, "I could post it early morning though, so they don't see me."

"Could you post it on his actual birthday, I think that would be best" I suggest, "you just need to write his phone number on a piece of paper, tell her to ring between like nine am and eleven am because of the time zones, that's a lot later over here they would be good times, and just write in it that she probably shouldn't tell her parents and that it's Niall of course, maybe also tell her that the letters from you so she doesn't think it's a creep or something."

"Do you have a plan already written down or something?" A sarcastic tone is added to his voice.

"No" I retort, he had a bit of an attitude, "I can see why you two are friends Jesus Christ."