Lucky ~Niall Horan Love Story~

Chapter Eleven~

I sat down in the airport staring at a plane that had taken off.

I was wondering whether or not the boys were at home yet.

I sighed and looked down at my suitcase.

I was contemplating if I should go or not.

Then, they announced something.

"NOW BOARDING PLANES TO LONDON."

I got up and walked to the metal detector, putting my necklace and watches on the tray.

I walked through and I was safe grabbing my things and walking towards the plane her I go.

˚•˚NIALL'S POV˚•˚ 

The taxi pulled into the airport and the guys ran out. I took my time.

I didn't want her to leave, but I didn't want to see her.

Especially after everything I said.

I followed the guys to the front desk and the woman smiled at us.

"Can I help you?" She said nicely and eyed me, smiling slightly.

"Has the six o'clock plane boarded yet?" Liam said, panting.

She checked the computer and sighed.

"Boarding just ending. The lift off is in two minutes."

Liam groaned and they all looked at me and crossed their arms.

Then we saw the plain lift off.

I looked over at Liam and he had tears in his eyes.

"Liam," I said opening my mouth.

But before I could continue, I heard Harry and Louis' loud voices.

"SAMARA!"

I turned around and saw her standing at the edge of the metal detector.

She walked over to us and Harry hugged her tightly, making her laugh slightly.

I looked at her face and saw she had puffy eyes like I had earlier.

She was still crying.

"I couldn't go through with it.. Nor until I see you guy's perform one last time."

Liam smiled at her and they hugged.

They always had the best siblingship. 

She pulled away from the hug and glanced at me, her lip quivering.

"Let's go Sam," Liam said, putting an arm around her shoulders.

"We can go watch a movie or go on twitcam-"

She hook her head.

"No," She looked at me "I'm staying in my room. Thanks anyways."

She walked ahead of us and we all looked at her.

I looked at the way her hair hung limply.

It didn't have it's life.

I realized she was slouching.

She wasn't herself and I hated it.

Then I realized... I was the reason she was like that.

˚•˚SAM'S POV˚•˚ 

I walked into Niall's room and her was laying down in the bed, staring at me with confusion.

"I give up." I said blandly.

He sat up, an eyebrow raised.

"What do you mean?"

I laughed.

"Tomorrow you guys perform at the Kid's Choice Awards... Then I'm leaving. I guess you really do hate me."

Niall stood up and walked in front of me.

He stared straight into my eyes and I looked into his.

The glossy blue ones I slowly fell in love with since 2010.

I felt his breath on my lips, but I grew res in anger and slapped him.

I don't know what came over me, but I did.

He said he was using me.... and I wasn't going to go through it now.

"Sam!" He said, clutching his face.

I shook my head.

"You said you were using me.... how is this any different?" I turned around and left without another word.

I wasn't ready to cry over him again. I promised myself that once, I didn't need it again.

I closed my eyes and remembered a time where Niall played guitar for me.

~FLASHBACK~

"You're beautiful, Sam..." He said smiling at me.

I blushed and hugged my knees to my chest watching him sitting with the guitar in his lap.

He began to sing again and I smiled at him.

His voice was beautiful and I trusted every word he told me.

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I ran into my room and I picked out my black and white outfit for the next day.

I was going to the KCA's and I was going to leave.

Not another day with Niall Horan.

Ever...

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