When She Was Mine (A Niall Horan/ Harry Styles Lovestory)

The Only Girl In The World.

Im one of those people, thats never meant anything to anyone. My brothers and cousins have always been better than me, no matter how much younger they are. I mean, of course Harry made me happy when i was down when we were younger before he left, i mean since he left ive been so down and lonely. But splashing and messing around in the waterpark with Niall, he just made me feel loved, like i was the only girl in the world. He grabbed my hand and pulled me over to one of the biggest waterslides, that had a vertical drop as an ending.

'Niall, I-i, I dont know about this'

'Oh come on please, El, please!!'

'No...I can't'

'Eleanor Jay Jones.'

He grabbed my wrists.

'Ow.' I stated.

He looked down at the scars, and the fresh scabs from the other day.

'Oh my..'

'Niall im so sorry!' i cried and ran through the water. I heard Harry behind me.

'El-'

I just ran. I sprinted into the girls changing rooms and cried. My sobs echoed around the room, it was empty. I decided to take belongings, put on my clothes and attempt to jump out the window that wasnt surrounded by screaming girls. Urgh. I climbed on to the windowsill, calmed myself down, wiped the tear marks from down my cheeks and opened the window. Everything was calmer, I was surprised. Looks like security cleared them now. I would just run back home and pray that they would just forget about me, just leave me alone. Although i knew that would never happen, I coukd dream I guess. What was I sayi.g, this would be any teenage girl like mines dream to meet these 5 boys! They can get a new girl thats like me in an instant anyway... Right El, stop thinking just do it. I jumped. I think I landed funny on it, but not wanting to draw attention to myself, i just picked up a jog, then went into a sprint. I ran all the way home, and into my bedroom. I started screaming into my pillows, I didnt want anyone especially my mother to hear me, she knew nothing about me harming, or the miscarrage, and she would never find out. I always covered my wrists with bracelets all the time, and only me and Harry knew about the other thing. The muffled screams turned into cries.

'Why me' I repeated. Suddenly I felt a warm hand on my shoulder.

'Shh El, its okay, im not here to judge you I promise' That thick irish accent that i knew and loved rang through my ears.

'Why are you here Niall, Im just a pathetic, ugly girl that obviously means nothing to you, I mean you and the boys could make friends with anyone you saw in the street. So please Ni, leave me be. Ill be fine on my own again, like I have been for the past few years, I can deal with it. Just please leave, Im doing this for the better of you Niall...'

'El, the last thing i am going to do is leave right now. We will get through this together. I will be your shoulder to cry on through this, I will be your saviour, I will save you, I promise. And I tell you something else, you are the most beautiful women I have ever met. Your perfect in every way possible, well to me anyway. Your eyes shine like diamonds, beautiful blue sapphires. And your olive skin glows in the sunshine. Your beautiful locks remind me of a mermaids. Perfectly wavy, not too much so, but not weak and lifeless. You are the perfect weight, not scrawny and too thon, just perfect. And well your just amazingly perfect El...'

I just sat there in shock. He called me perfect.

'Niall, please, you dont have to do this you know-' he cut me off.

'Yes I do.' he immediately replied.

'But why though Ni, you have enough on your plate already, your touring the world with your 4 best mates in a few weeks, you dont need some messed up self consious girl on your hands as well?'