Running Into Destiny (Niall Horan)

Chapter 15: Ten Weeks without Niall

This chapter is all in Natalie's P.O.V. 

All it's doing is summing up what happened every week until Natalie could finally be with Niall once again.

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Week One:

Ice cream ultimately became my best friend, seeing as it was the only thing that seemed to help. My heart ached horribly. If I thought that I missed Niall before, than I honest to God have no clue what the hell I'm dealing with now. I've never felt so much longing to be with someone before. It feels like my very soul has shattered into millions of pieces and half of them followed Niall onto the plane. This is all so new to me, I have no clue what to do. I feel lost.

Niall and I have talked about it some what. I explained that it was hard because neither Anna nor Emma have ever been in a long distance relationship. They try their best to understand and sympathize, but they just can't in the way that I need. I've tried calling Jimmy a couple of times but he won't pick up. This is really unusual for him, normally he'd pick up every time I called. Jimmy is the only one who can understand what I'm going through. He was in a long distance relationship with a girl for over a year, only recently they broke up. Maybe that's what's got him in such a somber mood. I really hope he's okay, I need someone to talk to.

Week Two:

Emma forced me to go running with her on Monday morning. Which just exposed my major lack of exercise for the past two months. I go again a few days later, this time on my own. The farther I run, the more I reignite my love for running. By the time I return home, I'm in the best mood I have been in since Niall left over a week ago. Niall notices my change in attitude right away when we skype later that night during dinner. He asked me what made me so happy. I told him about my run and how I missed running. He told me he's never known anyone to love running as much as I do. I didn't know whether or not I should take that as a compliment, so I did anyways.

My good mood lasted until I ran into Jimmy on Friday. He looked like he hadn't slept, nor showered, in a good three days. I asked him a simple "How are you doing?"  and he snapped. He yelled in my face ranting about how 'everything wasn't always about me' and then stormed off in the opposite direction. I had officially become worried about him, something seriously was not right here.

Week Three:

All week long Niall and the lads sent me funny pictures. My favorite was of Niall wearing an over-sized sombrero whilst making a funny face when he and the lads went out for Mexican one day. Even with all the laughter the pictures brought me, they also brought tears. They make me miss Niall even more because I just want to make memories like those with him. But I can't because he's not here, and I'm not there. So, I just have to keep reminding myself that I'll be able to soon enough.

On Friday night while laying in bed watching Doctor Who, yet again, I receive a text from Louis. He sent me a video. It was dark in the video and there was a lot of background noise, but I could easily pick out that adorable, one of a kind Irish accent that I loved more than anything.

"I love Natalie, Leeyum. So fucking much. She's juss so beautiful," he slurred, leaning against Liam for support. Niall appeared to be drunk off his ass. A small hiccup escaped his lips, I couldn't help but giggle.

"Natalie is the most beautiful lass in the world, ya know. I'm so lucky to have her. Did you know that her hair is super soft? Coz it is!" he rambled on.

I giggled as I watched my incredibly adorable boyfriend continue to ramble on and on drunkenly. Poor Liam had to put up with all of it. But I guess it wasn't too bad, as both him and Louis were laughing as often as I was. I certainly made sure to give Niall crap about it the next day.