All by Myself

Maybe?

Chapter 2: Nialls POV

I woke up abruptly from my peaceful slumber by the buzzing of my loud annoying alarm clock.

I quickly turned it off so I wouldn't have to listen to the annoying buzzing anymore.

I got up and out of bed and slowly, walked out of the small room in which I slept at the hotel that night, into the bathroom.

As I quietly closed the door behind me I did my best not to wake the other person who was in the room with me.

I looked into the mirror and saw a sleepily and groggy self.

I was disgusting

I hated every single aspect of my self.

From my hair, to my skinny legs.

I am unattractive and weak.

Trying to ignore my inner thoughts that just keep pounding their way back in, I brushed my teeth and washed my face.

I quickly go back out into the room to see people up and about getting ready for today.

I kinda wish we had a break off today, so I could sleep.

Sleep, oh how I love to sleep.

My morning is basically the same everyday.

I get up get ready, eat, go see fans.

Everyday it's the same.

It gets annoying.

Anyway.

"Niall!!! LETS GO!!!" I heard Zayn yelling while pounding on the hotel room door, interrupting me from my thoughts.

Ugh.

Like I said. I love sleep. And would much rather be doing that at the moment.

We all went down and ate breakfast then went out to visit the fans.

Like always, there was a massive crowd of girls just screaming our names.

As we walked out, I couldn't help but notice what one person was saying.

"NIALL YOU ARE WORTHLESS AND SUCK!!! LEAVE THE BAND AND DIE!"

Maybe I will.

I tried to hold back the tears. I tried. I really did.

My eyes jut watered up a bit.

Did she really mean it?

Of course she did. She said it didn't she?

Just another person so make me feel as worthless as shit.

You know how some people say they want to live forever.

Well I don't.

Cause then I'd have to feel more. If I feel more, then I feel more pain. And if I feel more pain, I feel more suffering.

And I don't want to feel all that.

Maybe I'd be better off just to end it all now. Just to be done with it all.

No. I can't. I can't do that for the rest of our girls.

Stay Strong Niall. Beat them.

Beat them all.

Your better than what they say.

I looked out if the corner of my eyes and saw a girl eyeing me. A different girl than the one who criticizing me.

She looked to be up to my neck in height. She had long brown hair that curled just at the ends. She was beautiful.

But when I looked at her. And into her eyes.

I still saw beautiful.

It was a different kind of beautiful though.

The kin of beautiful thats hard to see.

The kind of beautiful that takes a really good eye to see.

The kind of beautiful that takes a person who is feeling the same way to see.

I didn't know who she was

Or what her meaning was.

But I knew

Right there, from that moment on.

That she would mean the world to me.

Because we feel the same.

Maybe she's the person who will finally understand me.

Maybe...

Authors note:

So I'm really happy on how this is coming together. I think this will be different than what I've ever written before. Keep reading ♡