Love will find you {1D Fanfic}

Ch3: Two Years Later Niall POV

It's been about two years since me and Kiara's first argument. I'm not even sure what it was about, I do know we haven't really fought since then.
          We are even closer now. She is one of my closest dearest friends. We tell each other everything. I could probably write a biography about her. She shares everything about her, at least I hope.
        She has told me things like her parents divorce and how she got her ears and nose pierced. She even told me when she got her first boyfriend. I almost flew right out to Philly after he left her heartbroken.
       I was the first one she called after he broke up with her. I have never seen her so broken.  After a year and a half together she really loves him. But she is so strong, he positivity has not ceased to amaze me. That boy was truly a fool.
       Even though she is strong sometimes she will still call me from her house phone in the middle of the night in tears. Last night it happened once again. It had been the first time she called me crying in about a month.
      UK time it was 04.00, Kiara's time was probably around 22.00. I was fast asleep when my phone kept beeping and buzzing. I ignored it at first because what the hay I didn't know who it was and I want sleep, you know. Then my call ringer started going off,  I finally just got up and answered it.
         "Hello?" I sleepily ask while rubbing my eyes as they adjust to the darkness.
          "Niall..." Kiara's sob jolts me up in my bed.
           "Kiara! What's wrong love?" I ask her while trying not to show my panic. I've dealt with this before, she needs to be soothed not rushed in this type of situation.
          "He-," she chokes out in between sobs, " has a new girlfriend."
          Oh wow, so the scumbag finally moved on while here Kiara is still crying over his sorry ass. If I ever saw this guy in public I would knock him out.
         " Love, love, shh. It will be okay, everything will be okay. I promise. I bet she isn't even half as pretty as you." I try and soothe her.
I hear her take many feel breathes.
"Niall..." She mutters.
" Yes love?" I reply immediately.
" I wish you were here with me." I hear her start sobbing more. She sounds so broken. It practically kills me.
"I'm so so sorry Kiara. I wish I could be there to make you feel better. To stop your pain." I feel so helpless. I don't know how to help her.

The rest of the night was a blur.

Today was going to be a really long day. Me and the lads are going to a club hosted by our management to celebrate the success of the new album.

Around 1400, I was grabbing myself some lunch in my kitchen when my cell phone went off. The screen pulled a picture of me and long haired 22 year old who is in the band One Direction with me. Harry Styles.

After the third ring goes off I press the green answer button, "Hello?"

"Niall, you wanna meet at my house in about an hour? I wanna hang with my little snowflake before we head to the celebration." Harry responded. Here is the thing with me and Harry, when the band first began he was the lad I got closest to the fastest. I mean i have a strong relationship with the other lads but I just feel me and Harry's friendship is really solid. We hang out quite often outside of regular band stuff.

He is also the only one I trusted enough to inform about my friendship with Kiara.

"Sure thing mate, I'll be right over, need to gather my shit for tonight." We say a quick goodbye and gather my clothes for tonight. I lock up my apartment and drive over to Harry's place.

He has a nice little place in central London where he stays in when he is in town. He actually has a few places he stays in, even one in LA, but this is the one he stays in mostly when he is in London.

I park in his driveway and then walk up to his red wood door. I start to knock. Once. Twice. Three times. I was just about to knock again when the door swings open. Harry is standing there in a pair of sleek black trousers and a white button up shirt.

"Just in time Niall, I was just about to put on a film." Harry gestures for me to come inside. I step inside the door onto shiny hard wood floors, Harry proceeds to lead me into living room. It was near the back of the moderately sized two story cottage Harry periodically stayed in. A massive bay window took up a majority of the back of the living room. A grand L-shaped couch rested against the off white wall.

I choose the spot in the crook of the L. Harry walks out of the living room into the the kitchen to grab us some things to munch on while we watch Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone. I haven't seen this movie in ages.

Kiara has been dying to have a Harry Potter movie marathon. She just finished reading the books. I myself haven't read them all but she has thoroughly tried to convince me to give them a try. I bought the first one and plan to try and start reading it.

As I'm thinking about this I realize something. I slowly begin to chuckle, which in turn gained Harry's attention from the kitchen.

"What are you laughing about, Niall?" Harry pokes his head around the corner looking completely dumbfounded. That makes me laugh so much more.

"Harry is going to watch a movie about another Harry! You're a wizard, Harry." I mimic Hagrids deep voice, then burst out laughing once more.

"I guess you're right Niall." Harry chuckles at the thought, "Maybe I should dress up as him for Halloween."

"Do it Harry! And I'll dress up as Ron!" I suggest. It would be hilarious. The fans would have a riot. Just imagine long-haired Harry with glasses and a lightening bolt scar on his forehead.

After we finish the movie I borrow Harry's shower so we can get ready for the party. I hop out of the shower and dry myself off. I pull on the dress slacks I brought with me and a blue button down shirt. I would wear something more causal but the lads and I agreed to dressing up a bit more since management is hosting this for us. I dig through Harry's drawers under the sink to find my spare toothbrush that I stashed here a few months back.

17:00 rolls around and the rest of the lads arrive at Harry's, all dressed nicely. The party wont start until 19:30 so we all decide to grab a bite to eat before.

"Where should we go mates?" Louis asks the lot of us.

"Do you want healthy, fast, or classy food?" Liam questions aloud.

"I haven't had McDonalds in a while, how about that?" I suggest, "We could go through the drive-thru and eat somewhere else."

Everyone ponders this for a moment then nod in agreement.

"Works for me." Harry states. We all then pile into Harry's car and head to McDonalds. Sometimes its so funny when the drive-thru person who at first is very mundane almost faints when they realize who we are. Its mad. We order our food, pay and the find a empty parking lot to eat in.

"Hey Louis, how professional do we have to be at this party?" Harry asks the oldest lad in our group.

"Why, Harry?" He responds a bit confused.

That cheeky curly haired bastard blushes a bit. "Well i was like hoping to take a pretty girl home tonight. You know.. Get to know her better..." Harry trails off. Despite what the media says about the curly haired lad in our group, he doesn't sleep with dozens of girls. Every once in a while he will take interest in a girl he meets, but he isn't sleazy.
         "Haven't you been seeing Kendall though, Harry?" Liam asks Harry.
         " She is the one I want to meet there, I think I want her to come home with me." Harry blushes.
        "Aweee Hazzah gots himself a guuurl fweind." I tease him then pinch his cheeks.
       Maybe you should find a girlfriend too Niall, you've been single a while." Harry smacks my hand away.

         A girlfriend?

I haven't thought about having a girlfriend in months. I mean I guess it would be nice. My mind has just been so preoccupied with the band, the fans.

       Kiara....

Maybe I need a distraction. Ill talk to some girls tonight. Maybe hit it off with one of them.

"Hmm maybe, wanna be my wing man Harry? I need all the help I can get." I explain.

  Yeah a distraction would be good.

A little romance cant hurt a soul. 

Once we finish our food we all load back up into the car.

Then off to the party we go.