Stay. (A Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 47

Sarah's POV


I don't know what time it is, but I know it has to be really early in the morning. I'm just waiting for Avery to come home. I need her now more than ever.

I barely slept. I think in total I got less than an hour. I kept waking up. One time I got up and didn't know what happened. Then I remembered. I'm still on the floor. The only thing that's changed is that now I have a blanket that I pulled off of the couches arm rest. Half of it got turned into a pillow and the rest is tucked under my arm.

I can't help but wonder what Niall's doing. How he's handling all of this. Probably effortlessly since he's the one who left. I don't want to think about that anymore. Or at least not right now, I'm so tired and my eyelids are so heavy. I need sleep. I feel my eyes shut by themselves and pray that maybe I can sleep a bit now.


I wake up with the feeling of someone rubbing my shoulders and saying my name.

"Sarah? Sarah, c'mon wake up. Sarah?" It was Avery's voice. She sounded worried. I don't blame her.

I slowly open my eyes. They hurt to open because they're so puffy. I can't even fully open them.

"Hey, Sarah, are you ok? What happened?" She asks and my stomach twists.

"Niall, and I.. He.. Left.." My voice was so raspy and cracky. Those words were all I could get out. I'm glad Avery knew what I meant when I said left and that I don't have to explain. I think she realized what happened when my eyes, which I thought were dried out, begin to water again.

Before I started to cry, she helped me off the floor. She brought me over to the couch where I put my head on her lap and began to sob.

"Can you tell me what happened?" She asks gently.

I sit up and wipe my cheeks. It took me a moment to organize my thoughts and words. As well as gain the strength to not cry anymore. I think I've done enough of that.

"Last night was his party, I was just about to leave when there's a drunk Justin sitting in the hallway yelling. People were getting mad, and the only way to get him to stop was to invite him inside. Av, he spilt his guts out to me. I've never seen him like that. Ever. I know he was being honest because drunk people tell the truth. So, when he was about to leave, Niall was at the door. We fought it out. It was pretty bad, terrible is more like it. He basically told me I was looking for trouble by inviting him in. Then he just.. Left." I felt my chest hitch a breath and I was glad I got the story out before that.

Avery looked confused for a moment, like she didn't know why Niall would do that. Her face changed to sad for a second, then anger. I could tell she was trying her hardest not to let her anger gain control of her mouth.

"Come here." Was all she said, and she pulled me in for a hug. I'm not going to lie, I needed this hug. Big time.

"You know what?"

"What?" I sniffled.

"Everything's going to be ok."

"It doesn't feel like it will."

"Not right now, no. But give it some time, and I promise the pain will stop." She assured me, running her hand up and down my back.

"I hope so." I sighed.

"I know so."


*Niall's POV

I didn't get much sleep last night, to be honest I wasn't expecting to. I usually fall asleep after hearing Sar.. No. I can't go back there. Not today.

I turned over to check my clock. It's 8:00 am. I would've guessed it was earlier. Last time I checked the clock it was 4 in the morning.

I turned on my phone, and immediately it blew up with messages and missed calls. Each of the boys had called me, texted me, and I had a few voicemails. Shit.

All of the messages were just saying to call them and asked where I was. No doubt I'll get more this morning, or even this afternoon if they're not still hungover.

I really wish I could've enjoyed the party and everything would've went as planned. But of course, that fucking son of bitch had to come out of no where and fucked everything up.

I'm still mad. The thing is I just don't know who I'm more mad at: Justin, Sarah, or myself. If there was one thing I wish I could go back and do over, out of every fuck up I've had, I want to do that whole day over. From start to finish. I'd do it so that things would've gone right. I would've gone to school, meet up with Harry, and instead of leaving Sarah alone I should've picked her up from soccer practice. Who cares if I'd have to wait for her to get ready; I just can't take this.

I whipped my phone across the room in frustration. All these what if's and the things I would do differently are pissing me off. They're things I should've done in the first place.

I went to pick up my phone off the floor, and the screen was destroyed, the sides were scratched.

"Fuck!" This is just the cherry on top of the fucking sundae.

One of my many talents is fucking things up and I just seem to be getting better at it as life goes on.


*Sarah's POV

I kept yawning so Avery told me to go to bed, I couldn't go in my room. There were too many memories. I felt a pang in my chest the second I saw the bed. I told Avery I couldn't go in, I guess she caught on to why.

I ended up falling asleep in her bed. She had to stay beside me though, just until I fell asleep. She was on her laptop the whole time. I fell asleep a lot easier knowing she was here. I just didn't.. Couldn't, be alone.


I woke up starving. Avery wasn't there, so assumed she was in the living room. I had a terrible taste in my mouth so I brushed my teeth first.

I was right about her being in the living room. She was watching reruns of The Kardashians. As usual.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

"Like shit." I feel like I'm balancing bricks on my head.

"You should eat something."

"Like what?"

To be honest I don't even feel the slightest bit hungry.

"Anything, but you need something."

I walked into the kitchen to see if we had any Mr. Noodles. It's the only thing I think I can eat.

"What are you making?"

"Mr. Noodles."

"That stuff is gross." She crinkled her nose.

I shrugged and waited for the kettle to boil the water.

"Want to watch a movie?" She asked from the living room.

"Sure. Do we have Dear John?"

"Yeah, are you sure you want to watch that though?"

"Yeah, I need to look at Channing Tatum."

Avery giggled lightly and began to set up the DVD.


(Sorry this chapter was so boring. Next update will be better! Thanks for reading guys I love you all :* <3)