Running Into Destiny (Niall Horan)

Chapter 33: Always

Niall

Oh god, what the hell did I just do?

I ruined the best thing that's ever happened to me, that's what. Seriously, what the hell is wrong with me? I didn't give her a proper chance to explain. She said that there were too many people around, not that she wouldn't tell me. I'm so fucking stupid! If I weren't trapped on this damn plane right now I'd chase after her or punch a wall but I can't. So I'm stuck here fuming from the anger I'm aiming towards myself.

I didn't mean that I was done with our relationship. I meant that I was done with all of the fucking secrecy. Natalie almost never gives me a straight forward answer. She'll usually just keep putting it off and I'm sorry. I'm done with that bullshit. I want answers when I ask her a question about her past. I love Natalie, so of course I'm going to want to know everything about her, including her seemingly horrendous past. Why can't she realize that I will love her no matter what? Why does she have to keep fighting me? Why can't she just try and let go?

"Don't worry about it mate, Natalie loves you. She'll understand once you explain things and everything will end up okay," Liam said with a reassuring smile. But the thing is it didn't feel all that reassuring if you ask me.

I just nodded my head, defeated. I couldn't find the strength to say anything. Nothing felt right anymore. Everything lost its appeal to me. The boys began to worry when I didn't eat much of anything over the next few days, let alone leave my bed.

Natalie wasn't returning my calls or texts. She wasn't on Twitter ever. None of the girls knew anything. All Emma could pick up on was that Natalie won't step out of her room. For all I know Natalie could be...

No. I can't think like that. I can't afford to. If I do I will start to believe it and then I truly will be left with the empty void that has formed in my chest. Because once I believe that Natalie is gone, all hope will be lost, and I will feel like dying myself.

I try calling Natalie again for probably the hundredth time. It's nearly midnight here so it's probably around five or six her time. I listen intently as the phone rings, praying that she'd finally pick up. To my luck and surprise she actually does.

"Stop calling, Niall. I don't understand why you still are. You made your point at the airport," Natalie said in a voice so broken that my heart clenched painfully. I was the cause of this and it broke my heart even more. Tears slowly rolled down my cheeks, just like they have been every day for the past four days.

"Natalie, you don't understand," I tried to plea with her.

"No, Niall! You don't understand! You promised you'd never leave me! All of it, everything you said was a fucking lie!" she screamed at me. I clenched my eyes shut as the tears fell harder than before.

"No, princess it - "I pleaded again before she cut me off.

"Don't call me that. Ever. Again. D-don't c-call me. Don't t-text me. Just le-leave me a-alone, Niall," she cried into the phone before she hung up on me, leaving me with my tears and a broken heart that felt like it was bleeding all over the floor.

Liam was wrong. Things wouldn't be all right.

Natalie

I can't handle it anymore. I need air, I need to breathe. These incessant tears need to go away. There is no point in crying over him anymore. All it was, was a huge fat lie.

God, if only Jake were here now. I can hear exactly what he'd say to me.

"I told you it was a moronic idea to get involved with a celebrity, especially him. What did he do? He left right after he got what he wanted. Just like I said he would. Now come here and hug me. Then you can watch a movie with your big bro."