Just Can't Let Him Go: L.T fanfic (A Fanfic I Wrote When I Was 13 Plz Ignore)

Chapter Five

                 I text the number Louis gave me as I start changing into my PJs. I then look at Niall's many messages.

                     "How could you?"

                    "Why didn't you tell me? Zayn told me, out of all people. I thought you would've  at least told me at some point. "

                  "I thought that we were best friends. Did you even think to tell me anything? "

                 "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I should've noticed. It's all my fault."

                I start crying as I read the messages. I sigh and lay under the purple duvet on my bed. He wasn't even supposed to know. It's my fault for him feeling this way.

"I'm so sorry Niall, it's not your fault. I wish I could change this."

He texts me back within seconds.

"Why didn't you tell me? I could've helped."

"Because, it doesn't matter. I'll be okay."

"Clearly, that's not working, Blare," He texts back. I ignore him and try to sleep when 'Louis' finally texts me back.

"Hello, beautiful. How are you?"

"I'm good. You?" I text back, despite the tears that are running down my cheeks.

"I'm grand. I had such a beautiful day with a more beautiful girl." I sigh and shake my head.

"I'm talking about you, btw ;-)" He texts, which makes me giggle, slightly.

"Yeah, okay," I text back. I pick at the duvet while getting his text.

"So, I was wondering if you fancy a real date with me? It's okay if you say no."

I look at my phone in total shock. Why would he even want to date me? I'm not special. I've got more problems with myself that no one would ever understand. Maybe he's playing some sick joke with me so then everyone would laugh at how stupid I am. I know he doesn't have many friend, besides that Liam guy, but I still could see him doing it.

             "We'll see," I text back. I roll over on my side and fall asleep while thinking of what a crazy day it's been.

                 I sigh as I reach the school. Niall will be pissed at me, I know that for a fact as I walk in. He's standing next to the door.

                 "Hey" I mumble, readjusting my backpack.

                 "Hey. Can we talk really quick?" He asks, sadly. I wish  he wasn't sad though, but it's my fault. I nod, he pulls me over to the side.

               Before he even says anything, he pulls me into a massive hug.

              "You don't need to tell me anything, just know that I'm here for you. You can tell me anything, even if it's about boys or anything," he says causing me to giggle, slightly. "I'm always am going to be here for you," He says as he pulls away. His face was pink and as he held in his tears.

             "I'm so sorry Niall," I say, feeling guilty.

           "Hey, nothing is your fault, Blare." Except everything.