Letters To Niall (A Niall Horan Short Story) [COMPLETED]

Thirteen Letters Later

Niall's POV

Everyday, I would read Reenie's letters.

Every letter showed her enthusiasm and excitement. She told me once that she already made through a plane trip without getting sick. Sometimes, I would laugh at her when she suddenly feels bored and she would like shout some songs in her room, just to kill boredom. She's really adorable. It's like I'm really talking to her, thought, it's delayed for four months.

I remembered the picture she sent me of herself. She has brown captivating eyes, dark brown hair, she has a few freckles on her cheeks, and she has pink lips that looks so soft.

I can't believe she doesn't know she's very beautiful! And how come a nice and beautiful girl like her doesn't have friends? Some people have been missing a great person in their lives.

Thirteen letters have passed and I noticed she stopped at December 14, 2012 then the next letter was already January 23, 2013. She didn't write for a month and a half? I furrowed my eyebrows wanting to know why.

Wait, why do I want to know so badly? Why does she have this effect on me? She's beautiful and very nice.

I couldn't be crushing on her, do I?

I shook my head and placed the letters back to my drawer. I walked out of my bedroom and went towards the living room, to see Zayn sitting at the couch by himself, busy with his phone. I sat beside him and he looked at me then smiled before returning at his phone.

"Nice to finally see you out of your room," He greets. I rolled my eyes and smiled to myself.

"What were you doing?" He asks. I looked at him and shrugged.

"Nothing special." I lied. It was special. Cheesy, I know. But it's true.

"Really? You are in your room, almost all day, and eventually go out to eat. And you've been doing that for two weeks already. I see how's that not special." He says sarcastically and I sighed.

"It's nothing really." I claimed and he rolls his eyes.

"Whatever floats your boat, Niall." He says.

"Are you in loved?" He asks, all of a sudden. My head snapped at him.

"What?! No! No, I'm not!" I rambled in defense. He laughs and I glared at him.

"What's so funny?!" I whined.

"You're blushing!" He says. Suddenly, I felt my face was hot. I blushed harder in realization. Could I get anymore redder?

"So, who's the girl?" Zayn asks, snapping me out of thoughts.

"What?" I asked dumbly.

"Who's the girl?" He repeats and wiggled his eyebrows.

"I told you! I'm not in loved!" I defended and he just laughs. A moment of silence hovered us, as I went to my own world.

"Is it possible to have a crush on someone you haven't even met?" I blurted out.

"So, you are in loved." Zayn claims. My eyes widened in realization as I slapped my hand in my mouth. He shooks his head and chuckled.

"I shouldn't have said that." I muttered to myself.

"I believe it is possible. I mean, if you haven't met her, there's a reason why you find yourself attracted to her. Why? Is this about the girl you are in loved with?" He asks teasingly. I rolled my eyes and blushed slightly. I looked down at my lap, reminiscing Reenie's letters.

"Yeah. She sends me letters but it was four months ago and I just started reading last week." I said shyly and he looks at me.

"She's a fan?" He asks, his tone slightly changing.

"Is it a bad thing?" I said in hesitance.

"No! It's just that, are you sure it's safe? I mean, what if she tells the world that you respond to her--"

"I didn't wrote back." I cut him off.

"Ohh. Well, if your happy, I guess you should go for it." He finally said. I grinned.

"Thanks Zayn!" I chirped.

"Yeah, yeah. Glad to know you have finally found someone!" He says happily.

"I haven't asked her out. Heck, I haven't even talked to her yet." I said, disappointment slightly filling my voice.

"I'm sure, you'll meet her someday!" He reassures and I smiled.

I hope Zayn is right.