Limitless (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 2

Mia’s POV

The rest of the week went past much faster than I would have liked it too, I really didn’t want to leave, as much as I want to see all of the friends that I left behind in London, I know that I am still going to really miss Tara. Over the course of the week we resolve to stay in touch via Skype and Facebook but that wasn’t going to make me miss her any less once I had left for Ireland, especially since I would know no one there. How was I going to spend a whole summer on my own, that’s 8 weeks of pure boredom, lucky me.

The weekend came all too soon and as much as I was looking forward to the sleepover I really didn’t want these two weeks to end too soon.

I had gathered all my makeup, hair stuff, nail stuff and everything you could possibly think of that two girls might need for a sleepover. On the Saturday morning I get up at 9am and get into the shower, I love the feeling of warmth that the shower gives me and I never wanted to get out, but all good things must come to an end right? After showering and pulling on my jeans and a stylish top along with my black boots, which are my favourite shoes. I go downstairs to eat my cheerios, I’m half way through my breakfast when the doorbell rings and I leap out of my seat and over to the door to let Tara in, she said that she would come round early to help me get my things over to her house.

“Hey Tara.” I say while hugging her. I pull her into the house and back through to the kitchen where my cereal is now soggy. I quickly finish off the rest of my breakfast while trying to ignore the horrible slimy sensation that I can feel as the cereal slides down my throat, I then put my bowl in the dish washer and Tara and I make our way upstairs to grab my bags.

Once we have dropped my stuff off at Tara’s house we decide to go shopping for some food, I mean who has a sleepover without chocolate, biscuits and popcorn! We make the short walk to the shops while discussing what we wanted to do first at the sleepover, we decide on karaoke on the Wii, now although I hate singing in front of people, I can sing karaoke because you don’t need to sing well, you just have fun, I never sing properly, it’s just for fun. After we shop we go straight back to Tara’s house and set up the karaoke but our fun is cut short because there is someone at the door. We both go to the door to see who it is but Tara’s mum Carol gets there first, and it’s my dad. What’s he doing here?

“Hello Carol, is my daughter back from the shops yet?” My dad asks, but he doesn’t sound very happy, I can tell that there is something on his mind.

“I’m here dad,” I call out.

“Sweetie, I’m really sorry but I just had a call from work and…” NOOOO!!! This can’t be happening, but I know what he is going to say, he is going to tell me that we are moving earlier than planned. Tears prick my eyes as my dad continues to talk.

“…we are leaving tonight.” That’s it, the tears start to drip down my face, but I wasn’t sobbing like I was before, I just felt sad, but I know that there is not much point in getting over emotional, I’m sad to be going but there isn’t much of a difference between leaving tonight and leaving in a week’s time. I look at Tara to see her crying as well, I pull her into a tight hug and then we went back into the living room to gather my things. I head back to my house to get the rest of my things, I know that the majority of my things are already being flown to Ireland ahead of time so there isn’t much left for me to pick up. I quickly put my things into the car and take one last look around before moving to open the car door thinking that maybe Tara didn’t want to have to watch me go, but as I put my hand on the car door I hear running footsteps behind me and turn to see Tara running towards me. She stops just before she can run into me and hands me a small box.

“Don’t open it until you’re on the plane.” I’m quite taken aback by this and then without another word she pulls me into what I knew would be our last hug for a long time, after pulling away from each other I get into the car. I quickly roll down the window and say with tears threatening to fall again.

“I know that you don’t want to cry again but I want you to know that I love you and I will miss you so much, but I will never forget about you, and I will try to email you if not Skype you as much as I can. Goodbye Tara.” I say for the final time. The tears had won the battle and are now beginning to soak my face.

“I will never forget you and I love you too…goodbye Mia and good luck.” She says while trying to smile but failing miserably due to the tears that have now soaked her face just as much as mine.

“Are you ready to go honey?” my mum asks me softly. I just nod not trusting myself to speak for fear of a sob escaping. I roll up the window as my dad pulls out of the drive and I wave sadly to Tara as we speed away along the almost deserted road.

After arriving at the airport we have to wait an hour before we can board, it’s awful waiting, all I can think about is what I’m leaving behind and all I want to do is cry, who knew that it would be so busy at the airport at 10pm on 3rd July? My parents try to cheer me up by telling me how great Ireland is going to be but I just can’t see it, not when I wouldn’t know anyone there and I would be spending eight weeks there, little did I know then that they were so right and that I would end up having the best summer of my life!

Luckily I am sat in a window seat, which is my favourite place to sit on a plane because it means that I can stare at nothing and let my mind wonder. After about a half hour of trying to sleep I give up and decide to dig through my bag to find my iPod to see if that will send me to sleep. While I’m looking in my bag, however, I come across the small box that Tara had given me, I had completely forgotten about it. I remember putting it into my bag as we drove to the airport. I remember what Tara had said just before I left, “Don’t open it until you are on the plane.” I hold the small box in my hand wondering whether I should open it yet or not, well I am on the plane so I guess that I can, but I have to admit that I’m pretty scared, I don’t want to suddenly start crying again, no doubt that I already looked awful, in the end I decide that I just need to open it.

I gently pull at the ribbon that is holding the box closed and inside I find a necklace which has half a heart on it and the part of the words ‘Best friends T & M’ and underneath the necklace is a note which says:

‘To the best friend that I have ever had who I love, Mia,

I hope that you like the necklace, I have the other half and I will wear it every day for the rest of my life, I hope that you will do the same. I know that we said that we wouldn’t get each other any gifts but I couldn’t let you leave without something special to help you remember that I am always there for you no matter how far apart we are.

I love you loads because you are like the sister that I never knew I wanted, but now that I have, I never want to let you go but I know that I have to let you go. I love you for the way you support me in everything, and the way that you always know what to say to make me feel better, and the way that although you will be far away I know that distance can’t stop two best friends’ relationships.

Although I will miss you more than I can say, I hope that all of your dreams come true and that you have a good life and I will be waiting for the day that we see each other again.

I love you so much, yours forever, Tara xxxxx’

Even though I’m on a plane I start to silently cry to myself since my parents are asleep. I spent my time remembering all of the memories that Tara and I had made together wishing with all my heart that we had more time, and cursing myself for not packing the photo album that Tara and I had made in my carry-on bag. I don’t know when I fell asleep but after that I just remember my mum gently shaking my shoulders and whispering tiredly.

“Darling, we’re here, we’re in Ireland.”

(A/N: Slightly shorter but oh well. Hope you guys like it :) xxx)