Niall's POV
"Niall, it's time to go." said Harry
I didn't move.
"Niall?" he asked
My head kept running back to last night. I still can't believe that she didn't show up. We're leaving today, and she went out on a date with Luke.
"Okay. I'll be right there.." I said quietly.
I walked over to my dresser to see if I was missing anything. I grabbed the picture frame of Natalie and I at our school formal. It was in eighth grade, I remember that night like it was yesterday. I took the risk of asking her to go with me as friends, and surprisingly she said yes. Everyone back then kept bugging us to go out. But she didn't want a boyfriend and let's just say, I was not the most attractive in eighth grade.
I wiped away the smile on my face and placed the frame in my suitcase. Well, I guess I'm really not going to say goodbye to Natalie.
"Niall, mate. Hurry or we'll be late for or flight."
"Okay, give me two minutes!"
I looked around for a pen and paper. I quickly ran over to my desk and picked some up. This would be the only thing that work.
Natalie's POV
Last night was terrible. First of all, the restaurant was not fancy whatsoever. And second, the conversation got awkward and he was basically on his phone the whole night. Third, I missed my last night with the guys. I cannot believe I said yes to that douchebag.
I decided to actually do something and get dressed. I put my natural hair up in a ponytail and pulled on my jeans and a grey sweatshirt.
Well, maybe I could last a year without the guys.
Oh wait, I can't.
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Notes to Natalie
Random*UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION* Now Niall and I were alone. He sighed a little and sat down on the edge of the bed. "I should've protected you." He said. "Niall you-" I tried to say "No, Natalie I should've been there for you. We've been friends since...
