We packed our belongings and we left the hotel. I wondered how much paparazzi would be surrounding my house. I really wasn't sure about going home... I was scared, nervous, frightened, upset. I had mixed emotions I guess you might say.
The twins kept asking me how much longer or are we there yet. It got kind of annoying.
I didn't ride with Frankie she rode with Perrie and Daniella.
It took us about 5 hours to get home. It seemed like a whole day. After his I'm going to hate driving more than I already do. It kinda scared me. So many accidents... I'm scared of having a really bad accident and killing someone.
*frankies pov*
I didn't know what I was supposed to do when I got home. Was I supposed to forgive Niall? I loved him so I think that's what I was supposed to do. He really scared me with what he had just done. I could have lost him and the twins forever.
We got home I decided to forgive Niall.
"I forgive you." I said with a smile on my face.
"Thank you."
"Yeah whatever."
"You don't have to have an attitude with me."
"I don't have to have an attitude? Ha! That's funny." I laughed.
"You don't have to."
"You left us."
He walked away. The twins were staring they looked upset Daniella was crying. I'm a horrible mom.
{short chapter irdc. Haha. Comment if What you think will happen next...}
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FanficNiall Horan gets tired of being famous. He hates all the rude comments he gets and just decides to give up. He runs away. His wife follows him too... Now what happens?
