Will it Last?(Sequel to Was it Love?)-Niall Horan Fanfic

Chapter 4

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Katelyn asked me.

"I'm not scared of my ex, Katelyn," I said.

"Can't you just mail it? Or give it to her friend Nicole? I don't see it necessary for us to fly to Canada."

"You want the truth?" She nodded.

"When things ended between me and Isabella there was a lot of loose ends. I left on tour right away and I just gave her the divorce papers. We didn't talk about it or anything. Come to think of it, I haven't talked to her since the day I left. I really just want to get to the bottom of this," I said.

"Just promise me you won't fall in love with her."

"I won't." I smiled. "And just think about it, it's like a mini vacation."

"To Cananda? Doesn't it snow there all the time?" I laughed.

"No it doesn't. So are we going to get on this plane or not?" I said, gesturing to the boarding gate.

"I guess so. Canada, here we come."

I arrived at Isabella's old house, alone. I think having Katelyn with me would just make the situation worse. I asked Nicole for Isabella's current address and she told me,"The place by that park with the university down the road." That did not help at all. But she did tell me that her mother still lived here.

I walked up the familiar path to the door. I remembered all the times Isabella and I stood in this exact spot and said goodbye to each other, all the times we said hello and all the times I surprised her with my unexpected visits.

I knocked on the door. A couple minutes later it swung open, revealing a familiar face.

"Hello, Mrs. Vandel," I said.

"Oh hello, Niall. Come in," she said. She did not look happy to see me. I walked in to the familiar house her closing the door, behind me. "How have things been?" she asked.

"Good," I said. This was more awkward than I thought. What happened to the loving Mrs. Vandel that I used to know?

"What can I help you with?" she said.

"Well I need Isabella's new address."

"Why?" she asked.

"Because she didn't sign the divorce papers," I said quickly. I wanted this interaction to be over with.

"Can you blame her?"

"She asked for the divorce, not me."

"People make mistakes and say things they don't mean, Niall, don't let them get to you."

"She didn't make a mistake, she fully meant it. Can I just have her new address please?" I said slightly annoyed. Isabella was something I didn't like to talk about.

"Sure but good luck getting her to sign those papers. You know how stubborn she is."

"Yes but she is also understanding."

"You're planning on calling her first right?"

"No."

"Niall you can't just drop in on her like that. You will only make things worse," she said. She looked at me like I was crazy.

"Just trust me, Mrs. Vandel. What's her address?"

"Whatever, your personal safety not mine. She lives down the road, on the left hand side by the park. She lives in the second house in. She has a blue door."

"Thanks, Mrs. Vandel," I said walking to the door.

I was about to open it when she said,"Oh and Niall, I think you made just as much as a mistake as Isabella. And you need to fix it before you can move on with your life."

I walked down the road. Isabella's new address was walking distance from her old house. I knew exactly which park she was talking about. It was the one Isabella and I watched the sunrise from and spent the days laying in the grass underneath the sun. It reminded me of all the good times I had when I was a teenager. I wish I could go back in time, things were a lot less complicated then.

I didn't even go to the park. I did not want a trip down memory lane even though I knew seeing Isabella's face was going to bring back everything.

It took about 10 minutes to walk to Isabella's house. I noticed the blue door. It was so like Isabella, to be out of the ordinary.

I walked up the path to house. I was about to knock but I stopped myself. I really didn't want to face her again. But if I want to move on with my life I have to get her to sign these. Maybe I should just go back and call her, I thought to myself. No I am here now and I have to face her sooner or later. I took a deep breath and knocked.