Love 8,000 Miles Away (NJH)

Chapter 22- Effects of Three Years of Separation

Chapter 22 -Effects of Three Years of Separation

Author's Note: HEY MY AMAZING PEOPLE! This chapter has quite a lot of different POV's. So please read the thing that says "Amanda's POV" so y'all don't get confused! And this chapter is long too. I AM GOING TO REQUIRE 3+ VOTES TO UPDATE! Thanks!

*2 Weeks Later*

Amanda's POV:

Today's the day. I haven't seen him for three years. I wish Belle wasn't making me go to the concert. And I wish Liz hadn't got backstage passes. What if I met him? What would I say to him? Would he even talk to me or ignore me? I was so jittery and I was worried the whole time in the car ride to the concert. I tried to seem as happy as I could because I wanted the girls to have a good time, especially Liz, who was really obsessed with One Direction. She called herself a "Zayn" girl.

"Hey Amanda, so does Niall really like Nandos??" She asked over the loud music from 1D's new album, Take Me Home.

"Yeah. Actually I met him there and we had our first date there.." I said and remembered the delightful memories.

"No wonder he likes Nandos! So that's the reason why" Liz exclaimed.

"I doubt it. He's a fattie!" I said and laughed.

"Hey remember that time when you guys had an eating contest and you won? He was so mad!" Belle said to me and chuckled.

"Yeah he was" I sighed, trying to relive the memories.

*3 hours later*

Niall's POV:

I put in my ear piece in as I was getting ready to go to the stage. This was our second concert of Take Me Home. The first one went rather well, and I was ready to perform again. I looked at the lads, who were getting ready also. As we stood at the edge of the stage, I could hear our fans cheering. Then we ran to the stage. I scanned the crowd to see happy faces calling our names and cheering. Honestly, I never believed I could come this far. I didn't think I would have this many fans and be this successful.

I couldn't help, but think of Amanda as we sang the songs. I usually didn't think of her this much, but since two weeks ago, she hasn't gotten out of my mind. I put my hand through my hair, wondering where she was now. Was she back in California or was she somewhere else? Knowing her, she probably wanted to travel. All I want now, is to go find her, and make her love me again.

Frustrated, I sang roughly. It didn't matter how I sang really, except for my solos, because management always kept the volume of my microphone on low. That really bothered me. It shouldn't matter that I'm Irish. I tried to push those thoughts away, and put my heart, mind and soul into the music. I smiled into the crowd, and felt love radiating out from them. So what I didn't have Amanda? I had my fans, friends and family.

Amanda's POV:

We reached the stadium. We found our designated area two rows over from the stage and stood, waiting. Waiting for One Direction. Waiting for Niall Horan. I tensed, knowing Niall was in the same room as me. I hadn't seen him in three years. Would he be different? Or would he be the same Niall I knew? Maybe the popularity got to his head and he would be vain. I doubt that though.

I waited patiently and nervously. Then I heard the countdown begin. Girls all around me screamed. Then out came One Direction. Niall. I gasped as I looked at him. He looked so different now. He looked so... hot. His blonde hair was spiked up, he had braces, he lost his baby fat and he had muscles. My mouth was agape and Belle nudged me.

"That used to be your man" she shouted over the music. I just nodded my head, my mouth so wide open, I was probably catching flies. I watched him sing intently the whole song. He looked kind of frustrated because his eyebrows were scrunched and he was running his hands through his hair like he did when the first time we met at Nandos. I recognized that look.