Chapter Two

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I look around for a second at the familiar faces, I can't even believe I am going to be sharing a house with this boy.

Niall horan. I promised myself I wouldn't live in the past and let him take over me. I promised myself I wouldn't think about all the times I needed him, and he wasn't there for me. I just can't help now but have all of those things come back. We lock eyes once more before guilt shows, he tries to hide it by motioning to the other boys.

"I'm Louis!" The dirty blonde haired boy says and sticks out his hand. I am snapped out of my daze and turn to 'Louis' and smile.

" Kate." I say and his smile widens.

"My aunts named Kate," I giggle a little and blush as I pull my hand back.

"Zayn," The one with dark brown hair says, I go down the row of boys and shake their hands.

"Well, I just met Kate a few minutes ago, she needs a place to stay, so I think I'm going to let her stay at our flat," Niall  informs the boy, Might as well go, it would be cool to see what it's like living with them. They are such a big boy band, but they are also so much more.

We exit the hospital and make our way into the parking lot,  mostly silence settles in throughout the long walk.

"My car is right there," I state and point at my car. Their mouths fall open and they nod slowly. They tell me to follow them and I do,We end up at a beautiful house in the middle of a cute neighborhood. It already feels like home and I don't even know these boys, except one, very well.

Harry opens the front door and I am astonished by the inside. It is perfect. He puts my only bag down in the guest room and tell me that he is making dinner. All of the boys hang out in the living room while I put my things in the drawers. I hear the door open

"Thanks again for letting me stay, I will be out of here as soon-" I stop when I turn around to see niall. I fix my dress so it isn't as high up, and stand there frozen. I mean he did make my whole life go down in about a weeks time, and I don't want that to stop me from having a great life now.

"Dinner is ready." I slowly nod and blink a little faster so the tears don't come along with the bad memories. I just can't believe he is here right in front of me, acting like nothing happened. I look away and quickly start to put all my stuff away. I tell him I will be down in a minute and the looks like he wants to say something, but he stops himself. I shut the door and throw on a pair of Nike shorts and a tight running shirt. I then brush my hair into a pony tale and put on the pretty bracelets I always wear. I walk down the stairs and get lost on the way but seem to find my way to the kitchen. The boys are all sat around a big table with forks in their hands, eating spaghetti. I take a seat next to Louis and he smiles slightly before continuing to eat. I take a few bights and end up liking it, harry must have cooked. I read online that he is a good cook, which is apparently true.

"So, how old are you Kate?" Liam, I think, asks.

"eighteen.' I say and flick my eyes slightly over to niall, only to see his boring into mine. I flick them back to liams' before you can even notice what just happened between me and niall. We continue a small conversation about where I am from. I say Ireland and they all say niall is too. I fake a laugh as the boys joke that me and niall are the odd ones out. oh they have no clue.

I end up going to bed while all the boys stay and watch movies and play fifa. I lay in bed thinking about pretty much everything.  A few years ago, I was as low as ever. My dad had gotten sick and we couldn't afford his bills, so I had been stressed about that. On top of that, my boyfriend I had for 2 years had cheated on me with my best friend, and then started to date her, He had told me I was worthless and didn't deserve his love anymore. It was also the same day that I had remembered it was the same day my mother died ten years ago. That day marked a decade with no mother. and I knew I just couldn't do it anymore when I heard my father crying in his room at night. I was so ready to just leave, take off. But I couldn't, I had to be strong. For him.

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