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Chapter 12

Niall's P.O.V

Niall squinted at the screen, frowning in utter disbelief. This must have been from years ago, why were they getting back to him now? He looked at the profile picture and even recognised it, as the same one that had been there all those years ago. The girl in the photo had pale freckled skin, shoulder length brown hair and dark green eyes that hid behind rectangular glasses.

The reason why he had wanted to know her, was because she was the only one who didn't seem to be lying about her appearance. Yes, she may not be breathtaking, but she looked normal; a feature that's now forgotten by a society that expects all females to abide by a model standard.

Niall sighed, before turning his phone off. He couldn't. Not now, not with Liam gone. That girl must have seen what happened, it was streamed to every channel after all. She had probably done it by accident. Niall ran his fingers through his hair, before recoiling in disgust. He hadn't had a shower for days, and his hands were now smeared on grease.

"Hi, we've got lunch." Called Harry, as he waved a chicken sandwich in the air. Niall looked up before shaking his head.

"Please Niall, you haven't eaten anything for a long time." Begged Louis, eyes brimming with tears. "I don't want you to go too."

Niall shakily got to his feet, and stumbled to Harry and Louis. Their bemused expressions were then answered by an embrace, the first hug since Liam died. Niall cried on Harry's shoulder, his bony body shaking with grief.

"I miss him." Wept Niall, dismally. Louis nodded, a sad ghost of a smile appearing on his face. "Lunch?" He asked.

Niall smiled, as he wiped his eyes on the cuff of his sleeve. "Lunch." He agreed.

A/N: According to the statistics, there are some people from literally the other side of the world reading this story. So thank you to my readers from Australia, America, and even my own country England! It's so cool to have people reading my stuff.

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