Why was this always happening to me? Why always me? I had a boyfriend now and he was amazing. I had the man of my dreams by my side and all I was was miserable because of my ex. Obviously, I didn’t like him anymore so what was it? What was it that kept making me think about him and shiver?
I didn’t think he was going to come back now but what if he did? What if he didn't just come back new and improved, but what if he came back with a whole army of his drunken louts of friends? I couldn't stop thinking about it and I could tell that Niall was getting worried and also a little bit irritated at my strange behaviour. He rung up Liam, Zayn, Louis and Harry and they came over that day and I have to say; they cheered me up a lot. They made me forget and the atmosphere was just really happy whenever they were around. Although they were trying to smile and cover it up, I knew they were worried for me too. I don't know why they were worried though. It wasn't as if I was on life support or as if I had terminal cancer or a serious illness or something. I was just being me. I get worked up by this things and I was hoping it would all just pass and we could forget about it.
Harry walked in a sat next to me and flashed me a big smile. "Hey!" he said to me cheerily.
I looked at the floor. "Hi."
We had a conversation and although he was understanding and said a lot of nice things, it didn’t really work. I was losing hope but then Louis walked in. I don't know what it was about him but he had this thing like whenever there was something wrong he would try his hardest to make out nothing had happened at all and he would make people forget and keep the mood happy. That's one of the things I loved about him. He skipped in and threw himself down next to me with a massive thud and punched me lightly on the arm. I'd probably have a bruise there the next day but oh well. "Sooooo! How's! My! Friend!" he flashed a big grin at me.
"Ok." I replied simply.
"No you're not and I'm here to cheer you up!" exclaimed Louis like a child opening a present or something.
"Right." I tried to keep a straight face but I could tell and so could Louis that a smile was slipping out.
"That's it!" he said. "Smile!" he put his finger and thumb near my lips and pushed my lips up in a smiling position.
I pushed his hand away. "Okay! Okay!" I said smiling all by myself.
"Niall! Niall! She's smiling!" Louis shouted. No I wasn't. I was laughing, not smiling. Niall rushed in and looked at me and his eyes lit up.
"Louis, have I ever mentioned that you're awesome and amazing and all that?" Niall asked him.
Louis looked up at him. "As a matter of fact, Nialler, no you haven't. Say it louder please."
Niall rolled his eyes and made his voice louder. "Louis, you are amazing!"
Louis put his hand to his ear. "Nope. Did you hear that Amy? I didn't. Is there a rat in this house? Clean your bloody house out Niall!" Niall and I both laughed.
"LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON! YOU ARE AMAZING!" Niall shouted.
Louis frowned and looked at me. "Is he having a fit or something? Get him some A.D.H.D pills or something, will you?"
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Yeah, that's Louis for you. I kind of knew he would be the one to cheer me up. He truly is amazing. I'm not really scared about the whole Tyler thing anymore to be honest. I don't think he will dare come back and Louis, Liam, Harry and Zayn have all said that if they see him then they will take care of him but I don't really want that either. I just want that monster to be left alone. To be lonely. To not have anyone because that’s what he deserves. He doesn't deserve anyone.
Of course, they all know about what happened and it was kind of hard but with the help of Niall I managed to tell them what had happened about a year ago. Do you know what the weird thing was? After I told them, I didn't feel upset, sick or dizzy and no emotions or memories blocked my mind up. It felt really good actually. Maybe I just needed to get it off my chest. After all, the only people that knew to start with was Layla and Emma and they weren't very good help to be honest.
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That night Niall wrapped his arms around my waist and stroked my face. "So about that date?" he asked me.
I rubbed the bottom of his back gently with my hand. "Tomorrow?" I said.
He kissed me for a long time and then replied, "Wouldn't miss it for the world."
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Last First Kiss (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction) (*ON HOLD*)
Fiksi PenggemarAmy Brookes is just an ordinary girl who is in search for 'The One'. She eventually decides that she wants to find someone so her friends send her to a club, hoping she will find the right person. But little did they or Amy know that she would be le...