Prologue:
I sit on my bed strumming my guitar to "Hall of Fame." By The script, waiting for a phone call I knew wouldn't come. I sigh.
I set my guitar down and walk out onto my balcony. The sun was setting and the sea water was calm.
"Forget it." I toss my phone onto the chair across from me and run my fingers through my hair.
He said he would call so we could figure things out. He's said that about 5 times now and each time I just keep on forgiving him. I can't keep doing this.
I lean on my balcony my back facing my room. I put my fingers to my temples in frustration, I watch as the ocean water climbs its way up the shore then falls back into itself. The aroma of the sea water fills the air, I close my eyes and I take a deep breath in, inhaling the smell and let it out slowly.
Why does life have to be so damn complicated? Was it that hard to call? Maybe I should just break things off between Ben. We've been dating on and off for 6 long- agonizing months.
I just want someone who I can be real with, someone who'll listen to me and answer their phone at 3am because I had a bad dream. I frown, Ben wasn't any of the above.
"Everything ok love?" A think Irish accent asks.
I jump startled at the voice, I open my eyes and turn on my heel to see who was there.
"Just peachy." I lie through a smile.
Niall walks over to my side and leans on the balcony next me. "He didn't call did he."
My smile fades and I shake my head. "He never does."
Niall rolls his eyes in disgust. "I never liked that guy you know?"
I allow my head to fall on Niall's shoulder and I sigh. I knew Niall didn't like my boyfriend, from the first date me and Ben had Niall knew he was no good for me.
We admire the sea as the sunsets below it and the waves crash onto the beach, the stars were peaking through the sky and the air was warm. It was a calm night in Los Angeles.
Niall shifts his head from the ocean to me, his blue orbs stair into my own light brown ones. "I think you need to break things off with Ben, for good this time."
I can feel tears threaten to escape my eyes as the memories flow back. I'll beak up with Ben and the next day he'll say "how sorry he was" and "how it'll never happen again". Bullshit, honestly. Ask any of my friends I've spent countless nights crying because if Ben. Not coming out of my room all day because of Ben.
"Hey no more tears." Niall coos, as he wipes away a tear with his thumb.
This action he's done so many times, each time making me feel more guilty because I'd promise no more tears and then go again crying my heart out in his arms.
"I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore." I choke out as a stream of mascara tinted tears fall from my eyes. I turn away from him and cup my hands in my face ashamed I let my emotions get the best of me.
I'm normally a pretty strong person but sometimes even the strongest of people need to cry.
Niall steps in front of me. "Chloe? What can't you do anymore?" He asks seriously but sympathetically.
"This!" I exclaim motioning my arms all over the place. "This life! I want something to change, I'm sick of crying every night because Ben decided to let my hopes down again!" I look away and the tears still stream down my face.
Niall makes our eyes meet. "Clo, you know you deserve so much better than him." He rubs my shoulders and pulls me into his world famous hugs.
He rests his chin on the top of my head. "Things will get better in time. I promise." He rubs my back and I let my tears spill on to his shirt.
After our long embrace Niall releases me, "You ok now?" He asks grinning.
I give a small smile and chuckle. "Yes, thank you Nialler." I joke.
"Welcome Clo." He says mimking me. "Let's go down and meet the rest if the lads shall we? We can get some pizza and cookie dough ice cream?!" He says licking his lips.
I laugh and wipe my eyes once more before we stepped back into my room. Niall closed the sliding door behind him and I opened the bedroom door to go down into the living room where everyone would be waiting.
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Missing (OneDirection)
FanfictionAverage is not the word to describe Chloe Rogers' life. Lucky?! More than that? Dancer, Performer, Heartbroken? Yes- But one miss count causes her to fall into his arms. Niall, can he change things now? Is he the missing piece she been looking for?