Fate is Fate(Sequel to:ATF)Niall Horan Fanfic

Chapter 10

2 weeks later

~Monica's POV~

It's been 2 weeks since I found out Caspar was cheating on me. And I didn't stop swearing, I didn't smile. I just locked myself in my room, packing for the tour.

Every day, I hadn't been myself. Or that's what the girls would say.

They stayed in the house, making sure I won't do anything harmful to myself. I would've cut but the girls had a full watch on me. Niall went missing too. Every night. And when he would be back, it would be dawn and he'd have an alcohol smelling breath. He tried his best for me not to notice though. He knew I was going to a rough time and he didn't want me to worry.

Today was the day we were leaving for the tour. I didn't want to leave Manchester behind. I mean, yeah, sure I had bad memories there, but I still loved it. I got to be independent, I got to live on my own. And most importantly, I'm gonna miss Caspar.

What?! He was my best friend and he helped me through when Niall cheated on me. Of course I would miss him. Even if he cheated on me. I guess he would just have that place in my heart next to Niall.

I know I said I hate him. I hate him because he knew what I've been through and still hurt me. But still, even though I said he wasn't my best friend anymore, he wasn't my friend anymore, it's gonna be hard to move on from him.

"I'm gonna miss Manchester." I heard Eleanor say while walking to the terminal. "Me too. Especially Manchester United." I heard Ellie. I kept on walking, head down, dragging my suitcase behind me. "Oh c'mon, Nick. You need to talk to us." I heard Louis say, stopping on his track. "Why TomlinJERK?!" I snapped.

"Ni, stop it. We know it's hard." I heard Danielle comfort me. "NO! NO! YOU DON'T KNOW! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! IF YOU DIDN'T HOOK ME UP WITH HORAN, THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED!" I shouted, tears falling. "Ni, it's okay. We're here, we'll always be here. Let's go board the plane, yeah?" Ellie said, wiping my tears with her thumb and holding my hand.

We boarded the plane and I stared out the window. I felt the other seat sink, but I didn't bother to look. I was looking at my lovely Manchester for the last time for months. "Bye Manchester. Bye Caspar." I mumbled, one last tear falling.

"You know, we'll be coming back. So there's no reason to cry." I heard a familiar Irish voice say. I looked to my side and there was Niall seated beside me. I looked at the guys and girls across and they all had stupid grins on their faces. "Shut up Horan. Not smelling like alcohol today, I see." I sass. He blushed and asked. "You noticed?"

"Of course, you guys stayed at my house. Every night you would be missing and when you returned it would be dawn. Sometimes, I even had to put you on the bed." I replied. "Forget about it." He told me.

"Had a recent break-up too?" I asked, a little hurt when I said it. "Nah. I wouldn't say recent. Hey, wanna play a game?" "Yeah, sure." I answered. "Well, since I'm guessing you're hungry, and I'm hungry, let's make our own version of The Hunger Games." He suggested.

I laughed. "Niall, that movie was launched four years ago. They already made Catching Fire."

"Yeah, so? I'm a fan. And we can't possibly catch fire in a plane." He said, making me laugh. I heard Louis yell a 'Yay' from the back, but I just ignored it. After all, I was gonna do my favorite thing in the world, eat, with my best friend.

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The plane ride wasn't actually that bad. Niall actually made it seem bearable. He didn't mention anything about the break-up, he didn't mention anything about leaving because he knew it would make things awkward. Everyone was asleep since it was a long flight to Chicago, the first stop.

"So Niall...Any girls?" I asked, not looking up from the drink I ordered. "Nah." I almost chocked. "WHAT?! It's been four years! What've you been up to? I mean, you're NIALL HORAN! NIALL HORAN!" I asked, eyes wide. "Well, guess I haven't found my princess." He shrugged. "Oh c'mon. Tell me!" I grinned. "Well, girls kinda got scared of me when they found out I was almost kicked out." He told me, shuffling his feet.

"Oh." I replied.

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A few more hours passed and I fell asleep.

~Niall's POV~

A few more hours and she fell asleep under my arm. I couldn't sleep. I watched her. I watched her chest rise and fall. I knew I truly loved her.

How??

When I heard Caspar say he was cheating on her the first thing that came to my mind was Monica. How he broke her heart. It didn't occur on me that Monique was single now and I could actually be with her. I just thought about how he hurt her. How Nick was heartbroken. I just wanted her to be okay. I wanted that more than anything in the world.

I wanted her to be happy. With or without me. She deserves to be. And I don't.

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Everything was white. I didn't know when I got here or how I got here. There wasn't anything or anyone for what would seem like miles. "Hello?" I called out. No answer. "Hello?!" I tried again.

I heard laughter. A familiar laugh, a girl's laugh, but it felt like I haven't heard it for so long. "Niall!" I heard the girl say. It echoed through the room. "Niall?" She asked, giggling. "Who are you? How did I get here?" I asked, squinting to see her.

"C'mon Niall! I'm getting hungry!" I chuckled, remembering Monica. Wait, maybe she WAS Monica. But I thought no, because if Monica was in my dream, it would always be a nightmare.

I chased the girl and caught up. She was the most beautiful girl I ever saw. She had brown eyes, and her hair was brown and had streaks of blond.

"Monica?" I asked, completely shocked. "Yeah, now c'mon Niall!" She yelled, running again.

I didn't know if we reached anything but I heard music playing. "Niall, come dance with me." She said, offering her hand. I blushed a little, knowing I should be the one who should ask her to dance.

She started humming the tune as we swayed to the music. "I love you, Monica." I whispered, loud enough for her to hear. "I love you too."

Then the air around us turned like something between being asleep and awake. She tried to reach out to me and I heard her calling my name. I tried to tell her I was okay, she doesn't need to worry about me. But all I could croak out was "I love you."

Then all was dark.

"NIALL?! NIALL?!"

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