Epilogue
*8 years later*
Amelie's p.o.v
"Niall, James, stop tickling me!!!!!"
"Amelie, just tell us. Boy, or girl?"
James nodded.
"Fine. It's a girl."
Here we are, 8 years later.
Me and Niall are happily married, and so is El and Lou. Danielle and Liam, and Zayn and Perrie are all married too. Harry married a girl from America named Ava.
One direction Is over.
Me and Niall have a little boy, 2 years old, almost 3, with a girl on the way.
We settled in London, as did the rest of the boys.
I sat down on the couch. James climbed onto Nialls lap. Niall laughed.
"Amelie, should we have Louis and El come and bring Austin?"
I nodded. "Don't forget Emma."
Austin is Louis and El's oldest child. Emma is their youngest child.
Eleanor and Louis ended up getting engaged soon after Niall gave me the promise ring.
Niall handed James to me and dialed his phone.
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"Amelie!" Eleanor said, holding Emma in her hands. I laughed as we hugged.
Louis shook Nialls hand, and Austin ran to play with James.
Me and Eleanor sat and watched while the boys played, and Louis and Niall played with them.
8 years.
Wow.
It's been 8 years since my last suicide attempt. The one that would have killed me if Niall had not given me his kidney.
I'm never going into relapse.
Ever.
Life is great.
And I have a message to all of you who know my story:
Don't ever think no one cares.
Because they do.
Live life to the fullest;
Because you never know what you have till it's gone.
=======The End=======
OMG IT'S ALL OVER ITS ALL OVER
IT'S ALL OVER
and I'm sad.
Her story is over...
IT'S OVER!!!!
Sorry for my breakdown.
I really hope you guys enjoyed my story.
I'm not gone forever though!!!!! I'm thinking of a new idea for a story.... Any ideas?
I hope you guys enjoyed Amelie's story.
Bye, until I'm back again.
-Hope
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