"The One" A Niall Horan Fanfiction

Accusations

Sammie's POV

I cry for at least three hours before leaving my room. "Izzie!" I shout. Nothing, no answer. "Izzie!" Again it is silent. I look around the flat, she's nowhere to be seen. She probably went out for a minute maybe to get food. I get into my freezer and pull out some pizza rolls and a hot pocket. Mmmm, my favourite meal. I heat up the food then head back to my room. I stare at my phone. How could I have been so stupid to not get his number? What if Izzie is right? She probably is, she always is. The thought of rejection makes me cry inside.

I eat as I watch Netflix. 45 minutes into my movie I grab my phone. Maybe a friend would like to hang out? Hmmm, I'll text Nicholas. I start typing his name. N - I... what? The first name to show up ~ Niall Horan. No way. I'm just about ready to cry again, this time for joy. He must have put his number in when he had my phone. Yay! I begin to feel happy. The feeling; however, doesn't last long. Why would be give me his number if he thinks I'm annoying and doesn't like me?

*Next Morning*

I wake up this morning feeling sick to my stomach. I get up. I realize I'm sweating hard and I feel as though I'm about to vomit. I rush to the bathroom and lay down on the floor for 15 minutes. When I finally get up to use the bathroom I realize that I started my period last night...great. Just what I need to ruin my day. I look to my phone. Well another thing to ruin my day. I pick it up. Why is his number in my phone...if he hates me? Did Izzie lie to me? I stare at the number for what seems to be a lifetime. I tap the text button. Here goes nothing.

Niall's POV

I look at my phone staring at it. She should've seen my number by now. I cried all night. Does Sammie really hate me? What did I do wrong? Louis is probably right. Why would Sam like me after the way I treated her in high school?
I'm trying so hard to get her to forget how I used to be. And something I did must have screwed it up. I ponder over it. What did I do?
I'm ready to throw my phone forcefully into the wall, when it turns on.

S: "Hey..."

Sh-she saw my number. I'm filled with joy that lasts only a minute. Why would she text me...if she hates me?

Me: "Hey Sammie!"
S: "I have a quick question?"
Oh no...
Me: "Ok, shoot."
S: "Why do you hate me?"
...
Me: "What?"
S: "Was it something I said?"
Me: "I don't hate you. Do you hate me?"
S: "Why would I hate you?"
Me: "Well Louis told me you do...why do you think I hate you?"
S: "Izzie told me."
Me: "Don't listen to her. You may not believe me, but I'm growing quite fond of you."
S: "Really? I'm fond of you too :)"
Me: "I'm glad;) Do you think they lied to us?"
S: "Yes...I don't understand why. And now I can't find Izzie anywhere and she won't answer her phone."
Me: "I'm sorry. She'll come back."
S: "I know. I just worry about her."

We don't text after that. I just don't know how to respond to that.

It's about noon. I look at the clock, I'm starving. My phone vibrates.
S: "Do you want to get some lunch? I'm starving!"
I smile and reply with a firm yes. She tells me to meet her at Nando's in 45 minutes. I let her know I'll be there and I get up and hop in the shower.

Louis' POV

I wake up hearing Niall turn on the shower. Where is he going on a Monday afternoon? After five minutes, he gets out wearing a loosely wrapped towel. "Niall?" I shout. "Yeah it's me." He says sounding annoyed as hell. "Where are you going?" I ask. "Out to lunch with Sammie." He says back. What? "But she hates you." I remind him. "Oh about that. She saw my number in her phone. She texted me this morning asking why I hate her. I asked her the same." He pauses, "why did you lie to me Lou?" He asks raising his voice. "What?" I look at him. "She said she likes me. Izzie told her I hate her. You told me she hates me. Why did you fucking lie?" He says clearly upset. "Niall," I sigh, "you shouldn't be with her. She will hurt you, because you hurt her. Plus she's really weird and annoying." I say. He looks at me and pins my shoulders against a wall. "No!" He yells hurting my shoulders. "You think she's weird and annoying. You've always thought that. I think she's sweet, warm hearted, caring, beautiful, and perfect..." he lets go of me, turning around. He then turns his head slightly towards me, "...I've always thought that." He turns away and heads to his room. I grab my shoulder in pain. I didn't know he felt that way about her...what have I done?

As I sit down on the couch, Niall finishes getting ready and leaves with a smile on his face. I shouldn't have interfered. I just don't want Sammie to, we'll say get back at him. Izzie and I gave them accusations about the other. Am I just stupid? I can't stop thinking about it for two hours when I realize he's still not back. I go to my own room. Sam actually never liked Niall. There is no way. He was rude to her, she hated him for it. Any girl would. She's up to something and I just know it. I will get to the bottom of this. Oh God...I sound like those idiots in movies.