Fall For You (One Direction)

The Truth

Harry Styles

"She doesn't remember?" Mum gasps through the speaker of my phone.  

I sniff to hold back tears, "Nope... Her last memory is of moving to LA with Niall. Which also means she's still in love with him."  

"Oh, honey, I'm so sorry. This is terrible..." I can picture her shaking her head and holding her heart. 

"I'm surviving on hope that her memory will come back. Though its been about 3 weeks and she hasn't even gave me the time of day. But then when she's with Niall, they look at each other the way we used to. Mum, can I tell you something?"  

"Well of course, love."  

"Now that I think back on our relationship, I don't think Novalee was ever completely there. Like, I was madly in love but I think she was just in love. I look at her with Niall and they just...click." Tears are warm in my eyes and I let my guard down so they can fall. I don't care about seeming weak, I'm home alone anyway. 

"Oh Harry, I don't think-" 

"Mum, I know it. I gotta go, I'm gonna think more on this." 

She sighs, "Alright, son. I love you." 

"Love you too." Then my phone beeps and the conversation is dead.  

I toss my phone onto the other end of the couch and make my way to my bedroom. I sprawl across the bed and begin thinking as I told my mum I was to do. I can't change Novalee's decision, because I can tell her and I weren't meant to be. Ouch, that hurts. So, I guess moving on is the best option? I sigh exasperately because that wasn't even a question. Now, the next step is talking to Niall. Though, I believe a nap is in order first.

Niall Horan

"Harry?" I ask, well surprised, as I open the door.  

"Hey mate." He yanks on his best smile, but I know that he's still hurting.  

I open the door enough so he can come in, "How are yah?"  

"Swell." He replies and adds a chuckle. Then he plops down on the sofa.  

"Can I help yah with anything?" I ask, weary at the fact that he's here and Novalee's just right upstairs in her room.  

"Yes, actually, I want to discuss something with you..." He pats the sofa and I take a seat next to him. 

"Discuss?" I ask, eye brow raised.  

"Novalee. I want to talk about her." He says and his eyes flicker with something when he says her name. I think it's love, and that makes me heat up.  

"Oh.. Okay?" 

"I know you're in love with her Niall, I've saw it from the beginning. I always just thought you'd get over 'cause her and I were meant for each other, but it's obvious to me now that you haven't. And when Novalee said she loved you that day at the hospital, you don't know how bad I wanted to hurt you. I knew you could have her easily. 'Shes meant to be with me', is what I would think. But now I look at you guys and you're both just...perfect. So, I'm telling you that I'm going to do my best to move on from her." He nods his head, and I see that there are no tears in his eyes. Wow, he's really trying...  

"Thank you, mate. You're right, I'm in love with Novalee and have been for 6 years since the first time I saw her. It's been hard, no it's been tortorous, watching you sweep her off her feet the last few months, because I've been trying so long to do that. But I think now I may have a chance. And I'm going to push so hard for her because I can't see her with someone else again." I have fresh tears on the brim of my eyes. But I don't want to cry.