Niall's POV:
I still can't believe I did that. I kicked my best friend out of the hospital.
But it was because of Riley. Ahhh, Riley.
I pulled the notebook from the side of my bed into my lap. I opened it up to a random page.
There, I was in progress in writing a song about Riley.
Blue eyes, just like the ocean.
Blonde hair just like sunshine.
Her laugh is the most perfect thing I've ever heard.
Except - she's not mine.
Someone knocked on the door.
I quickly closed the notebook and set it on the bedside table. "Come in," I called.
Riley peeked her head through the door.
"Hey Nialler, how ya doing?" She asked before bending down to hug me. I breathed in her scent.
She smelled like roses. I'd have to add that to my song later.
"Better," I said, purposely cracking my voice in the middle. I put a tired look on my face.
"Liar," she said and playfully punched me. I grinned and rubbed my arm.
"So, Niall." Riley's face turned serious. "I need you to stop."
The grin that was on my face seconds ago slid off my face.
"Stop what?"
"Everything. Just pretend that everything is back to normal," she said and I sighed.
"I just can't do that Riley! I can't pretend I don't have feelings for you!" I yelled in frustration, throwing my arms up.
"Well, you have to." She said, looking into my eyes.
I bit my lip. "Can I show you something?" I asked. Without even thinking, i grabbed the guitar that Zayn had dropped off. I took the notebook and set it on my lap.
"Ni-"
"No. Listen." I said firmly. She sat on the edge of my bed.
You're my world.
You're my everything,
I think of you every night,
before I close my eyes.
I think of you,
I think of what we'd do together,
I think of us.
Blue eyes, like the ocean.
Blonde hair, just like sunshine.
Her laugh is the most perfect thing I've ever heard.
Except - she's not mine.
You're my earth,
You're my air.
I think of how any one else
Could compare.
I finished and strummed the last chord.
I looked up at Riley, and she had tears in her eyes.
"Niall, that was beautiful," she sobbed and enveloped me in a hug.
I smiled. She pulled back.
"C-can I have it?" She sobbed. I nodded and ripped the page out of my book.
"Thank you."
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Lovin' Styles
FanfictionRiley Wynter is a normal girl. Dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a curious nature (plus some sassy remarks across the way). Her family encourages her to try out for X Factor - and surprisingly, she makes it. While she is in this competition...
