Don't Ever Let Go (Niall Horan FanFic)

Don't Ever Let Go

Chapter 1

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-FLASHBACK-

"Niall, I love you so so much but I'm breaking up with you.", Samantha said looking into Niall's eyes.

"W-what? Sammi...I don't understand.", Niall said shocked.

"I'm going to college and it'll be tough having a long distance relationship.", she said sadly.

"Well...I always loved you Sammi.", Niall said pecking Samantha's cheek.

Samantha watched him walk out and drive away from her.

"Alright. Time to open the letter.", Samantha thought.

She tore open the letter.

To: Samantha Allen

We are sincerely sorry but you HAVE NOT been accepted to SUNY. If you have any questions please call. Thank you.

-SUNY Team

Samantha's eyes grew wide as saucers. "No No No No."

Samantha buried her head in her hands.

-----FLASHBACK OVER-----

Samantha's POV

I sat in my dark room crying my eyes out.

"Sam honey! Breakfast!", my mum called.

I sighed and walked downstairs. As I sat at the table, my sister, Sasha had a worried face.

"Samantha, are you OK? Still thinking about Niall?"

I opened my mouth to say something then my bottom lip began trembling.

I sat down in a chair. "Oh Sasha! Leave your older sister alone!", Dad scolded.

"But she's still crying over Niall! That was almost a year ago!", Sasha said.

I put my head down on the table and cried some more.

"It's not my fault she went and broke up with him before she read UNY's letter."

"Sasha, one more remark and it's up to your room!", Dad boomed.

"Sammi honey, pick your head up and look at me.", Mum said softly.

I picked my head up slowly and looked at my parents.

"I know it's hard for you to let go but it's time to move on.", Mum said.

"B-but Niall was the best thing that ever happened to me.", I sniffed.

Mum placed a plate in front of me. "I know honey. We felt that way too.", she whispered stroking my hair.

"Can I go to Starbucks and get us coffee?", I asked. "Sure honey! Don't get Sasha one.", Dad smiled handing me money.

"Yeah! I hate coffee.", she said. "Sasha how old are you?", I asked.

"You should know! I'm 16!", she said biting into her waffle.

"Then act like it.", I said. I grabbed my keys and went out the door. I noticed I was still in my pajamas.

I shrugged it off and got into my car. I sighed staring at the steering wheel.

As I began driving to Starbucks, I began crying a little more. When I arrived, I got out and wiped my eyes before walking in.

I locked my car before I opened the doors to Starbucks.