Chapter Seventy One

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Chapter Seventy One


"Niall!" I yell, my eyes widening in shock.

"Hey Milly," he says sheepishly before getting up from the couch and walking over to me.

He and I stand there, staring at each other, for a few moments before I let my crutches fall to the floor and I throw my arms around his neck. His arms come to wrap around my waist, lifting me up off the ground and pulling me closer to him. I can't believe that he's here. I didn't think I would see him for a very long time, if ever. I didn't think I would ever be able to wrap my arms around him.

Especially after that one time when I was...No, don't think about that day Milly. Don't think about that day no matter how important it was in your story and how much you owe to Niall. No matter what happens, I cannot think about it. It will only hurt me even more and if Ashton ever found out, I don't think I would even be able to live with myself because of the hurt that would be on his face.

"You're here?" I choke out, tears coming to my eyes.

"I'm here love. I'me here," he mumbles, his voice break slightly as I feel his tears fall in my hair.

I tighten my arms around his neck, pulling him even closer to me, "God I never thought I would be able to do this."

I feel his arms become tighter around my waist when I say that, "Don't say that Mil. Don't you dare."

He knows exactly what I'm talking about and that's the scary part. I didn't expect him to know, I was just going to tell him and leave and then I was going to tell Ashton but before I sent the message to Ash, Niall replied to me and he was very scared to say the least. After that day, I tried to never speak about it again but Niall always asked about it.

After about a week, I made him promise to never bring it up again. I made him promise to not tell anyone about it and to not bring it up. He reluctantly agreed and I'm glad he did because I would not be able to live with myself if he had told Ashton. Ashton does not need to know about it and even if he did, I wouldn't tell him because it would break his heart.

"Hey! You have to share her Niall!"

"Yeah, we want a turn!"

"Don't be so rude!"

At the sound of those three very distinct British voices, I move my head out from Niall's shoulder and look around. When I spot the three other members of One Direction, I feel my smile grow even bigger. I feel Niall put me down on the ground before moving out of the way just in time for Louis to run at me, scooping me up in his arms.

"Milly! How are you?" Louis screams in my ear.

I let out a groan, one arm coming up to cover my ear and the other wrapping around his neck, "Inside voice Lou, please."

"Sorry," he laughs, "But how are you?"

"I'm okay," I say to him.

If it weren't for the boys suddenly turning up and making me realise how stupid I was for pushing Ashton away, then I would probably have just said that I was fine. I would have used the generic lie that everyone around the world uses. I know that someone would have picked up on that lie but I wouldn't take it back and tell them the truth.

"Are you sure you're okay or are you just lying to me?"

"I'm pretty sure," I laugh before letting go of his neck.

He places me on the ground and moves out of the way before I am again scooped up in Harry's arms, the fact that his hair is short finally hitting me. I know that he cut it and I've seen pictures and seen it through Skype but honestly, part of me didn't want to believe it. I mean, his hair has always been long so seeing it short was weird.

"Hey Mil."

"Hey Haz. God your hair is actually so short!"

He lets out a little chuckle, "Yep it is."

"Come on, I want to be a part of this too!"

I let out a laugh as Liam's voice rings out and Harry puts me on the ground, "Come here Li!"

He walks over to me and gives me a tight hug, not picking me up off the ground. Typical daddy direction. Yep, I just went there. I don't know why but Liam has always had a thing about no one picking me up off the ground. Every time someone would pick me up, he would freak out. I think he's just worried about my knee but I think it's quite funny.

"Hey Milly. How's your knee?"

Queue my very unattractive snort.

"Oh it's fine but you should ask the boys about how it was after I had an encounter with their lovely fans."

"What do you mean!" Niall exclaims while walking over to me and putting his arm around my shoulders.

"I mean, some of their fans have some very vivid fantasies about how they're besties with boys. Anyway, they decided to take their jealousy out on me and trip me over. It was a great vacation."

I hear the four Aussie boys let out a collection of snorts, chuckles and giggles...We all know who I'm talking about when I say giggles don't we? Looking over at them, I send them a cheeky grin before turning back to the other boys.

"You four! This isn't funny! Milly could have been seriously hurt!" Liam exclaims while throwing his hands up in the air.

"But I wasn't Li," I laugh.

"But you could have been," Louis says, becoming all serious all of a sudden.

"But I wasn't Lou," I repeat.

"But you could-"

Ashton cuts Harry off swiftly, "But she wasn't. She was in a bit of a pain afterwards but she just laughed it off. I'm not too happy that our fans would do this but you know what, no need to dwell on something if the victim is already making jokes about it."

"True. Except next time I take a trip, I want to go to London instead of having an up close and personal experience with Sydney Airport's ground."


GUYS I SHOT AN AIR PISTOL TODAY FOR THE FIRST TIME AND MY FIRST SHOT WAS A BULLS EYE!!!

I THINK I MAY HAVE FOUND MY CALLING!

Seriously though, I'm thinking about picking it up as a sport.

Maybe I could go to the Olympics... 0_o

What sport do you guys play if any??

Okay so this may spark a few questions but I used to dance.

There may be a few questions now that I've said that but I promise I'll explain everything to you guys when this book is finally over. Yeah...

Today is the 2016 AFL Grand Final here in Australia and the Western Bulldogs are in it for the first time in like 62 years or something and as I'm writing this there are about 5 minutes left to go and they are in front and OMG I'm excited and so is my family. We're all very nervous too like OMG!!

QOTC: Would you rather smell like eggs every time you burp or have a green cloud appear every time you fart?

I would rather smell like eggs because I don't really burp like ever so it wouldn't bother me.


ILYSM!


SWAG ON!


~ TJ xoxoxoxo

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