The Way It Was (A Niall Horan FanFic)

Chapter One

LAYLA'S POV

"Layla darling, stop pacing your going to wear a hole in the floor!" My mother, Eliza, frets. I stop pacing and sit on the couch but start tapping my foot nervously.

"Honey! Quit your worrying! I'm sure Niall will be exactly the same now as when he left." I just sigh. She doesn't know the half of it. I'm worried not only because of that but also I'm nervous that he won't love me back like I love him.

I finally stop tapping my foot and look at my mum "Mum? When is he getting here?"

"Soon darling, very soon." She looks exasperated. With that in mind I just lie there on the couch, waiting.

NIALL'S POV

FLIGHT TO IRELAND IS NOW BOARDING!

I sigh and get up out of my chair along with the other lads.

"Are you excited so see your lover again, Niall?" Louis asks teasingly.

"Shut up, Lou! She's not my lover..."

I say with a glare.

"You wish though," the annoying inner voice in my head says. Ugh, yea I do. I have to admit it though Layla is beautiful or she was last time I saw her three years ago. I wonder how much she's changed...? I hope not too much I liked her before. Even when she had an acne-filled face and a flat chest. I thought it was just a small crush that I would get over soon but I was wrong. In fact, it grew and over the years that tiny crush turned into love. I just hadn't been able to tell her then because she had never looked at me any more then as a best friend. I was probably more like her brother in her eyes. I sigh out loud. What am I going to do? Me and the lads finally reach the plane and we board. We take our seats and for the rest of the flight we just talk, sleep, or listen to music. After a few hours, I eventually fall asleep.

LAYLA'S POV

I wake up and it's 12:00pm. Oh my gosh! Niall is supposed to be here at 12:30! I run up to my room and look in the mirror to be faced with the ugliest sight I have ever seen. My boring brown hair was stuck up everywhere like I had just got off a crazy rollercoaster and my face was just pale and makeupless. I groan. So much to do in only thirty minutes. First, I start with my hair. I just brush it and curl it into loose curls. It's such an improvement of my always straight chestnut locks. Then, I put my makeup on. I try to go for the smokey eye look with the winged eye liner. And finally, I choose the outfit. I figure that I want something not to over the top but nice. So I go for a pair of black skinny jeans and a white tanktop with the English flag on it with some pink flip flops. I swipe on some lipgloss and start downstairs.

"Hello?" I hear an all too familiar Irish voice yell. Oh no! He's here!

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