Depression (Niall Horan Love Story)

Chapter 15

Niall had been gone for hours. It was actually starting to worry me. I watched as the clocks time changed to 1:05 AM. I sighed, knowing my decission affected him greatly.

I probably should've discused this with my mom as well, but by time everything starts I'll be 18, free to make my own decissions.

I watched as the front door opened and I lunged towards Niall, grasping him in a hug "I was worried sick, you bastard," I screamed at him. Still holding him in my grasp.

"Sorry," he said putting his arms around me. Instead of us going to bed we sat at his dinning room table, ready to discuss the next set of events.

"So, you really want to do this," he asked me, his eyes full of hurt. "I don't know, I'm going to miss you like crazy if I go. I'm going to have to move, and you can't do that."

Even though I already accepted the offer, I never signed the contact.

"I can't keep you from doing what is going to start your career!"

"I can do what I want, Niall!"

"I can't do that to you!"

"I would be doing it to myself!"

"This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, you can't throw it away!"

"Do you hear yourself?! It is my fucking decission, it's not what I had planned for myself!"

"What did you have planned, then?"

"I don't know... But when I picture my future, I see you as part of it."

He grabbed my hand over the table. He didn't speak a word, just listened to me describe my future.

"I saw myself going to college, I saw me opening a recording studio. I saw me and........... You. I saw us, together. Laughing and smiling. Happy as can be, and the fans finally accepted me, but now... All of that seems like a long shot."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying.... Maybe you're right...... I can't throw this away."

I got up and walked away, leaving my decission to follow me. He had a point. Now, it's time to make something of myself.