The Way It Was (A Niall Horan FanFic)

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LAYLA'S POV

I would never forget the day that Niall left Mullingar for The X Factor. It was the day I realized that I love my best friend. When I told my older sister this she didn't seem very surprised. In fact, she looked as if she expected this.

Her exact words were "I wondered when you were finally going to realize this, Layla. You two have been inseparable since you met ten years ago. This was bound to happen sooner or later." But that was three years ago. Now I am nineteen and my sister, Mackenzie is twenty-one. It's been three whole years since I've seen Niall other then in magazines or on TV but yet I still love him. I still remember how his touch would always send my heart into a crazy frenzy. How he looked when he got on his flight to go to where they filmed The X Factor . With his beautiful blonde hair that was always perfect, his breathtaking blue eyes, his crooked teeth that I love so much. I miss him so much it hurts but I am afraid that if he comes home that he will be a completely different person. That fame and fortune has changed him. I know that is a stupid thought because I know Niall and he wouldn't let it all go to his head. But, I just can't seem to keep that thought out of my mind its always there in the back of my mind. What if he's forgotten me already? What if he hates me for not keeping in touch? I really wish I could talk to him like I used to but every time I speak to him I want to just burst into tears and tell him everything. I just stopped talking to him that way it would be much easier to just try and forget about my feelings. There's no way he could ever feel the same way about me, I mean, he's world famous he could have any girl he wanted. So why should he love me back? Guess I'll find out if he does soon for Maura just rang and told me he's coming home.

NIALL'S POV

"Why does she ignore my calls? Is it something that I did?" I think as I let out a frustrated sigh.

"What's wrong, Niall?" My fellow band mate, Harry asks, "Is it Layla again?"

"Yes. She still won't answer my calls, Harry! What did I do?" I ask him desperately.

"Well, I'm not sure but be sure to ask her that when you see her."

"What?" I look up to Harry confused.

"We're going back to Mullingar! The whole band. We are doing a concert down there and we all want to meet the legendary Layla you never shut up about." Harry winks. What? We're going to Ireland? I'm going to get to see Layla again! And my mum and everyone! I am so happy! But what will Layla say? What if she's forgotten about me already? What if that's why she's been ignoring my calls? Ugh, this is way to much thinking. I just need sleep before we leave. I walk to my bunk on the tour bus and lay there thinking until I fall asleep.

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