Forgotten Memories (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10

I jerk up in bed, an ear splitting scream erupting from my mouth as another nightmare becomes too much for me to handle. These nightmares aren't always about Glen and Katie, now ever since the boys went on tour, they are about Niall. The dreams can go from him leaving to dying right in front of my eyes.

They've only been gone for three weeks and ever since then, I wake up like this. I don't remember the last time I had a decent night of sleep. I do hate myself for not saying goodbye to Niall because I was so mad at him for not telling me. I'm just too stubborn to admit I am to anyone.

Mom rushes into my room just as I throw my covers off of my body, breathing heavily. This time, the nightmare was close to being the worst one. Niall died in my arms and I couldn't do a thing to stop Glen from killing him. Mom sees me silently crying and wraps her arms around me, pulling me into her.

I've tried everything possible to sleep through the whole night, but nothing ever works. I even tried to sleep in Niall's bed. Nothing works. I just need him, except he's in another country.

"Shh." Mom strokes my hair to try to calm me. "It's okay. It was just a dream."

"He died again." I cry into her night shirt.

A sleepy Doniya stumbles into my room with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. "Are you okay?"

I simply nod my head. "Yeah, I'm sorry for waking you up."

Doniya sits down on the bed near my feet. "Why don't you just call him?"

"No." I firmly say, pulling out of mom's embrace. "If I call him then he will know how miserable I am. I can't let him know that. He needs to be in a good mood for all of his fans."

"But, you need him."

I rub underneath my eyes with my fingers. "There's millions of fans out there. They need him far more than I do."

Mom rubs my back. "You can't keep doing this to yourself. The most you sleep is two hours."

I wiggle away from her. "I'm fine."

"No, you're not." Walihya walks in my room followed by Safaa. "You can't sleep and you are always sad. You haven't been the same since he left."

I look away from all of their sad looks. That's all I have been receiving from them since they left for tour. I never thought I could miss someone so badly. It doesn't feel like Niall just left, it feels like a part of me is missing. How did I fall for him so quickly?

"You should go back to sleep. The sun's not even up yet." I push my bangs out of my face.

One by one, they all wander out of my room until Doniya is the only one left, still perched on the end of my bed. I avoid her gaze, knowing she will probably want to talk about how stupid I am for not calling Niall. I just can't bring myself to do it. Niall needs to stay on tour, where the guys and all of their fans need him.

"I can't, Doniya. I can't do it." My cover my face with my hands.

She remains silent for a few minutes. "Pack a bag."

"What?" I lift my face out of my hands. What does she mean pack a bag? Am I going somewhere? Are they tired of me and want me to live somewhere else?

Doniya turns to look at me. "Just pack a bag. I have an idea. We leave in an hour. Don't tell anyone about this, okay?"

After that, Doniya leaves me alone in my room, completely confused. What does she have planned?

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Doniya had this spontaneous idea to jump on a plane and go see the guys on tour. I didn't exactly realise her plan until we were at the airport and buying our tickets. By then, it was too late to say no, and a part of me wanted to go see him. Maybe if we just visit for one day, I'll be better.