A little 4 years old girl named Mia Witmore moved to Mullingar.
A little 6 years old boy named Niall Horan was her new neighbor.
Years after years Mia and Niall grew closer. They knew everything about one another, their fears, their weekness. They...
^/MIA/^ Today was the first day of holidays, christmas is in less than a month and i have a break off work till one week after new year. I was very excited for this christmas. Mom and i are preparing everything, even Eric is coming next week to spend holidays with us.
Now you're wondering why Eric is spending christmas with my family and not his?
Well you see, Eric lost his parents when he was younger. His Dad died in a car accidemt when he was 17, just after he graduated high school, then his mom died in heart attack when he was second year og university with me. He doesn't have any sibbling and his uncles and aunts live far away in Australia, they call him from time to time but thats it.
So when i first introduced him to my family, mom and dad warmed to him immdediately as so Eric. They love him as their own, and Eric loves them too. Thats why me and him are this close, he is the big brother i never had, he is a part of my family. Eric may have lost his mom and dad, but he knows he has a true family here in Ireland. Since them Eric spend every event with us. Like a true family.
"Hey mom" i said walking to the kitchen.
"Hello sweety" she kissed my cheek.
"Where's dad?"
"Oh he went to work, he has some documents to finish then he is off for christmas holiday" she explained.
"Yes i can't wait for christmas shopping" i clapped my hands.
"Me too, when's Eric coming?" She asked.
"Next Saturday,his flight will land at 6PM"
"Great" she continued baking her cookies while i ate some strawberries.
"Mia?" She finished then sat beside me.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Are you and Niall okey?"
I felt tears in my eyes. So inexplaimed everything that happened with me and Niall, and the fight. Mom just listened to.me carefully.
"You know maybe you should let him explain, I'm sure Niall didn't mean anything bad, he loves you too much"mom hugged me.
"You...you think so?" I wiped my tears.
"Of course talk to him, let him explain" she smiled.
"You're the best mom in the world" i hugged her.
Feeling refreshed i grabes my huitar and went to the treehouse. Yeah i know its been a long time.
I climbed on the tree carefully and settled down on the wooden floor with my guitar on my lap. I watched the photo of me and Niall on the wall. From our childhood till his 16th birthday. Good memories. There was a photo of Niall when i first met him he looked so cute.
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