~Niall’s POV~
“Heeeyyy Babbbyyy…..” I said to the hot blond at the bar. I didn’t care if I sounded drunk. It was simple. This was another night at another club with another girl who’ll probably have another one-night stand. I know. What happened to the innocent, loving Niall Horan that we all know?
Well, he’s dead. LONG dead. 4 years now, I guess. Together with probably the best relationship he’s had. Niall Horan’s innocence died 4 years ago and so did the relationship he had with the best girl anyone’s ever gonna get.
Monica. I love her. Wait, scratch that. I loved her. Well, yeah. Loved. Past tense! Finished! Done! DEAD!
“Wait, aren’t you Niall Horan? F-from One Direction? The one who almost got kicked out?” The hot blond beside me pushed me back to reality.
In case you’re wondering, yeah, I was almost kicked out of the band. The Management said I was not doing that well. That I was in bad shape. Of course I asked why. I asked the boys. I asked Simon. I asked everyone. No one replied for months.
~FLASHBACK~
“Well, Niall, we made the decision. It was not united, of course.” Simon said to me. I was calm. I knew they were gonna let me stay. They needed me. Who was gonna be that stupid little innocent boy in the band if I wasn’t there.
“What? You’re gonna kick me out of the group? Isn’t that rich!” I laughed. I looked at them. They won’t look at me.
“You NEED me in the band. Who’s gonna be the innocent, stupid one if I’m not there?” I continued. Still, no one replied. I started to get mad.
“LOOK AT ME! STOP THAT! I AM NOT GOING TO BE KICKED OUT FROM THE BAND AND I REFUSE TO!”
“Niall, stop it! We have no choice! Every night you’re at some club, hooking up with some girl and we’re tired of you getting in sets and recordings hung-over or drunk or high!” Louis said to me.
I glared at him and he backed away.
“Look Niall, this is your last chance. We know that it’s hard for you to carry your guilt to Monica-“ I cut Harry off.
“DON’T DARE SAY HER NAME! JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE STILL DATING HER FRIEND THAT DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO SAY HER NAME!” I stormed.
"Niall, calm down! Listen to me, this is your last chance. If you go to work drunk or high or hung-over again, you are out. Do you hear me? Out of the group" Louis said.
~OUT OF FLASHBACK~
"Yessss....I'm NIALL HORAN! HEAR THAT!? NIALL HORAN!" I scream.
"Niall, you've had too much of a drink. I'm taking you home." Zayn said, pushing me out of the club. "NOOO!!!!!! I have a new friend, see?! She's gonna take me home!" I complain, winking at the girl.
"No, Niall, I'm taking you home." Harry said, getting me from Zayn and flinging me on his shoulder. "NOO!!!! JUST GO HANG-OUT WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND OR SOMETHING! THAT GIRL'S HOTTER ANYWAYS! SOOO MUCH HOTTER! ROMMIELLE'S NOT EVEN NEAR PRETTY!" Harry put me down and glared at me.
"Don't you DARE say those things about her! YOU'RE STUPID FOR LETTING HER BEST FRIEND GO AND YOU SHOULDN'T PUT THE BLAME ON US! YOU'RE STUPID FOR LETTING MONICA GO!" He shouted.
I slapped him. "NIALL! STOP THAT!" Louis shouted at me, walking to us. I looked at my hand. I looked at Harry's face. I snapped out of it.
"Harry, I'm so so sorry, I didn't think. I shouldn't have said that about Ellie. She is the best girl for you. I am so so sorry."
"JUST GET OUT! GO HOME! You insult my girlfriend and you SLAP me in the face! GO HOME AND STAY AWAY FROM ELLIE!" Harry screamed.
I couldn't believe what happened to me. Why did I let this happen? I'm such an idiot! I'm such a jerk!
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"Please! Please! Listen to me! Don't go! Don't let go! Don't jump!" I shouted to a girl on a cliff. She was facing th other side, clearly attempting suicide.
"NO! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH! YOU DON'T KNOW!" She tolding me, crying. I knew that voice. I knew that voice very well. I just didn't know from who it came from.
"Listen. I know you're confused, you're scared and you don't know what's gonna happen, I understand-" She cut me off.
"NO! YOU COMPLETELY DON'T UNDERSTAND! YOU HAVEN'T BEEN CHEATED ON! THE ONLY GIRL YOU LOVE NEVER LEFT YOU FOR SOMEONE ELSE!" She shouted.
I remembered Monica. How I cheated on her. How she was so heart-broken. How I was so stupid to let her go.
"Look, I know. Well, wouldn't you like to be happy again? To marry another guy who makes you feel more loved than that jerk who cheated on you?"
"DON'T YOU DARE CALL HIM A JERK! And if I'm gonna marry, I won't let it be anyone than Niall James Horan!" She turned around.
Monica.
She was the girl. She still loved me? She wants me back? "Niall? How?" She asked me. "MONICA! TAKE M-MY HAND! NOW! BEFORE YOU FALL!" I started to panic. This was the girl I love.
"No...Never...Not with you."
"Monica! Take my hand hand now! Before you fall! I know I was wrong! I was stupid! I understand now!" I placed my hand in front of her.
"No, Niall. You're never gonna understand." and with that she jumped.
"NOOOOO!!!!!!!! MONICA!!!!!!"
I heard someone. Someone saying 'I love you''. Someone like Monica.
I jumped off the cliff. I just thought about one person.
Monica.
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I woke up in my bed. It was morning. I was sweating like a pig. I just realized something. After all those girls. After all those nights. After all those clubs, I only needed one thing.
I needed Monica.
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