Remember Me (Sequel To Forgotten)

Old Friends

Author's note:

Hey guys so my wattpad is really messed up. You might have read this already, maybe not, I'm not sure because its messed up. But I'm trying to fix it.:)

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Remember Me...

Chapter 15: Old Friends

Bella's POV

Mom pick Niall and I up at the house at about two in the morning on May fourth. Things between Niall and I weren't as awkward as the night I kissed him, but still.

The whole drive the the airport was silent.

I got out of the car in the parking lot. I grabbed my bags out of the back, and started walking.

And there were fans lined up at the door. Great.

"Shit," Niall swore under his breath.

"We'll just have to make out way through them."

"Be nice," I said.

"What that supposed to mean?"

"It means you have to be nice to your fans, even though you're grumpy."

I turned and started walking to the airport again.

His fans would not shut up. I felt kind of weird, but I shrugged off.

The airport was crazy busy, and our flight left in forty five minutes. Great timing mom.

We were waiting at the gate after going through customs. "Well," mom said. "I'm off to the bathroom. I'll be right back."

I nodded, and she left.

Not even three minutes later, three blond chicks who looked to be about my age came up to Niall.

"Hi," one of them said. She was tall, blond, and thin. Pfft.

"Hi, girls," Niall said. I could hear the slightest bit of annoyance in his voice, which made me want to laugh.

Another one pulled out a marker and a cd case from her bag. "My sisters a huge fan. Would you mind?"

He sighed. "Not at all." He signed the cd case. "Next?"

Another one came forward. She talked to Niall while he signed. "So, I heard that chick broke up with you. What was her name? Hella?"

"Uh, Bella?" He said, looking up at her.

"Yeah, Bella. Who is she, anyways?"

"She's-" he began.

"I'm Bella." I stood up and stuck out my hand. "His best friend."

She glared at me. "Slut."

They walked off with their signed things before I could say anything else, but Niall stood up. "The little bitch-"

"Niall it's fine. I can take care of myself."

He looked at me, and laughed a bit. "Take care of yourself? Please. You went crying to Caelyn after we kissed that night. You and I both know you can't take care of yourself, and that you need someone always with you, looking out for you."

"Shut up, Niall. That's so not true."

"It so is," he said. "When will you ever learn? You're twenty years old."

"Niall stop it."

"Bella, I don't understand you. I know who you are. I get it. I remember you. Why are you so afraid?"