I can’t take it anymore. Anything. Every time I go out of the house all I hear is “You don’t deserve him.” or “Just break up already.” or maybe even “You’re such an ugly bastard and no one like you.” Every corner I turn I’m getting things thrown towards me and words said to me. I can’t even sign into Twitter anymore because of the hate. Well I’m tired of it. It has to end. Now.
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“When I look into your eyes
It’s like watching the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise
Well, there’s so much they hold.”Niall was singing to me.
"Niall just shut up already. I can’t be that perfect girl everyone loves and the one your fans want to be. I can’t, Niall. I’m sorry.” We were sitting on the edge of the bed. He was hugging me while I was crying and burying my face in his chest.
“Baby, yes you are. You are perfect to me. You always have and you always will be. Don’t listen to what other people have to say. you are amazing and don’t Let anyone tell you different.”
“Niall,” I sat up. “I’m just going to go to the store really quick. I’ll be back.” I said while wiping my tears away with my sleeves.
“I’ll be here patiently waiting.”
I got my keys and went to the nearest drug store. I walked in and got some pills, bottled water, and not to be suspicious, I got a magazine. I walked out and drove back home. Niall was asleep on the couch. This was the perfect time. I decided to write all of my family and friends notes. Niall's Read:
“Dear Niall. I know you love me. And I know you think I’m just a perfect girl. But I’m tired of being called ugly, mean, obnoxious, etc. I can’t do this anymore. When I’m gone you’ll have to move on. There’s plenty of girls out there way better than me. So go and live the life you’ve always wanted. Go get married, have some children, die old. I love you so much Niall. We’ve shared some crazy times together. Don’t give up.”
I placed the note on his dresser top. I kissed him and whispered, “I love you Niall.” And made my way to the bathroom, closing the door behind me.
One by one the pills went down. Until I was so dizzy I couldn’t stand up. I collapsed on the floor and everything went blurry. I heard hard banging and yelling at the door but it was clogged too. Then everything went black.
Niall’s POV
“Wow (Y/N). I miss you, you know that? I still remember 34 years ago when I found you lying on the bathroom floor.” He chuckled, “You were still so beautiful. I didn’t know what to think. I though the worst, but then I realized it was what you wanted.” I pulled out a small piece of paper from my left pocket. “I still have this. I carry it around with me.” It was the last note she wrote to him. “It makes me feel like you’re here with me, which you are.”
We talked all day, until the sun was replaced with the moon, and the crickets were replaced with chirping frogs. “Well. I better get going then. It’s getting late. Oh yeah, and I saw Zayn a few months ago. He said he’s doing just fine. He said it’s hard not seeing you in over 30 years and not even seeing the rest of the boys in over 10. We both miss you guys.”
Niall placed his hand on each of the shiny grey tombstones.
“I won’t give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I’m giving you all my love
I’m still looking up.”
He struggled to get up and Let out a little grunt as he balanced himself on his cane. He then made his way down the cobblestone sidewalk towards the house you two used to share.
One week later Zayn was able to join his friends and Niall the next. They were buried next to their friends, almost family. Louis, Liam, Harry, Eleanor, Danielle.You were right beside Niall.
*Sucks I know. Oh well*
