The Football Game! (Niall Horan/One Direction Fan Fiction) (ON HOLD!)

Chapter Five

I'm gonna carry on writing and just hope for the best really. I'd really appreciate it if people commented or something :) Anyway on with the story. YAY! 

Amy's P.O.V.

"When I was 7 years old, my mom and dad got divorced. We all lived in Birmingham at the time, so me and mom moved to London when the divorce papers went through. I went to a new school in London and well I wasn't very good at making new friends, I didn't have many friends back in Birmingham but the ones I did have, they were my best friends and I just had to leave them. It hit me hard when I had to move and leave my friends, that's what made it harder for me to make new friends in London. After the first few days, I kind of realised I probably wouldn't make any friends, well that's until I met him, Luke, he became my best friend. He came over to me while I was sat on the field and asked if he could sit with me. I just nodded my head. That was the day I thought my life was finally picking up. Me and Luke we became really close, really quickly. A year after my mom and Dad got divorced, my dad moved to Ireland. He lived in Dublin for a few years before he moved to Mullingar. It really upset me when he moved to Ireland, I mean when he stayed in Birmingham, I was able to pretty much go see him whenever I wanted, but when he moved to Ireland, that became a lot harder to do. Luke was there for me though. He let me cry on his shoulder, he held my hand and gave it a little squeeze every so often. We were only young but it was like he knew exactly how to comfort me. I felt safe with him. My dad moved not long after my 8th Birthday so when summer came round I went to Dublin to visit him. Luke came with me, he'd been round my house so many times and met my mom, she treated him like her own son, he just wanted to meet my dad. We arranged it all with our parents, my dad said it was fine. We went to Dublin and me and Luke loved it. Summer went by really quickly and we had so much fun, I remember running around the garden with Luke chasing me, we were both in our swimming stuff and he was trying to catch me to tickle me, it was one of those times that you just didn't want to end you know? I remember my mom had come over to Ireland to collect us to take us back to London. She was standing with my dad on the back porch. My mom and dad get on really well still, it was a joint decision to get a divorce, she they tried not to cause any more arguments or anything else. Me and Luke, we were sunbathing, I don't tan much because of being half Irish, but Luke he would look like he'd spent two weeks in Spain or somewhere way hotter than Ireland. I could hear my parents talking, they were saying something about how me and Luke would always be best friends and I'm pretty sure my mom said something about how she's happy I have Luke, because she was scared I wasn't going to have anyone when we moved to London. It made me smile, she thought me and Luke were always going to be best friends." I took a quick breth before continuing.

"I'll skip a few years, when I was 12 years old, I had my first kiss. I had my first kiss with my best friend. It wasn't weird, we just didn't really know what to do. We both just started laughing afterwards, shrugged our shoulders and went back to doing what we were before. It didn't seem to bother us, we didn't really get why people liked kissing so much, we just laughed it off. That's what I loved about our friendship, we just laughed everything off. When I was 15, I'd just broken up with my boyfriend, we weren't together very long, but you know, it still upset me, Luke was there to comfort me, that's when he kissed me. It was different this time though, we both wanted to, we knew what we were doing and we knew what it meant. That was the day, my best friend became my boy friend. Probably one of the best and worst days. After about a year, things just didn't seem to be going right, me and Luke we just treated each other the same, which I guess in some ways was a good thing but Luke acted so much like a boy friend when we weren't together that when we were together, I guess I was just expecting a little more you know. I mean the only thing that changed between us was the fact that we had sex, but I mean, it's just, part of my knew it wasn't right, that me and Luke weren't meant to be together, that we were just better off being a best friends and acting like an old married couple than actually being together, but I didn't say anything. I fell in love with my best friend, and he did to, well I thought he did until he broke up with me. I was heart broken, to make it worse, he just said it would be weird if we were still friends. Not only did I lose my boy friend, I lost my best friend, the one that let me cry on his shoulder, the only that held my hand when people were mean and he stuck up for me. The one that chose to take me to the school disco instead of his girl friend, the one that made sure that even though he had other friends and he had a girl friend, that he made time for me. We were pretty much inseparable. I had my first kiss with him, I lost my virginity to him, I gave him everything and he just took it and left. I lost friends, I was always so close to his friends as well, we were like one big group. I drifted from that group, I'd sit on my own at lunch just on the field, staring off into space. He didn't seem to care. We'd always sit together in lessons, but after we broke up, he moved seats. He never liked sitting at the front but he would sit there if it meant he could avoid me. I didn't want to make it awkward, I just wanted my best friend back. I guess that was too much to ask. I didn't bother making any more friends. I went to college, fresh start, chose something different. I've never told anyone this, but a part of me still loves him and a part of me hates myself for that because I know that if he ever came back and said he still loved me, I don't think I'd have to courage to tell him 'no, you broke my heart', I honestly think, I'd go running straight back to him. I didn't make many more friends in college, because I don't trust people Niall, I just can't do it, but you, you are just so different. I don't open up like this Niall, and you remind me so much of Luke, he was so caring and funny and cute. I just, I don't know, I just, I trust you Niall and that scares me, because I haven't trusted anyone since then. My parents think I coped with what happened with Luke, but they don't know that when everyone was asleep, I'd cry and scream into my pillow, ask myself what I did wrong, why I had to lose my best friend, why everyone else seemed to stop caring. I just don't get it Niall, why does this happen to me? When's it my turn to have something good and not get it ripped away from me?" By this point the tears were streaming down my face and my voice had cracked so many times, I'd lost count. Niall just kept looking at me, he didn't need to say anything. He just grabbed my hand and gave it a little squeeze. It reminded me so much of Luke, and if anyone else would have done that I would've pulled my hand away, but not with Niall, it doesn't seem to bother me and I don't know why.