The Special One

Chapter 39: 3 Years? Forward

"Angelina Keene? Is that really you?" A familiar voice calls out. I look up from my notebook.
"Niall Horan, long time no see." I reply. He struts over and gives me a hug.
"You look good." He says to me. "It's been a long time."
"It's been too long." Here we are sitting backstage of the Z100 Jingle Ball. "I didn't think I would see you again."
"Me neither. It's been what 2, 3 years?" He asks, scratching his head trying to recall the last time we were together.
I look down at my shoe "Somewhere around there. It's been enough time for me to almost complete a degree in journalism."
"Yeah, how's that going?"
"Pretty good, I'm getting good grades, and balancing this amazing internship." I reply.

"That's great!" he says. "You seem to be doing a good job."

"I hope I am." I say while giggling. Basically, after that summer it got hard for Harry and I to keep a long distance relationship, with him constantly touring and me preparing to go to college. We still kept in touch and remained friends for about a year and a half until we both just got too busy to even remember each others birthdays. I obviously still supported him as an artist but we just were no longer a thing and I accepted it. Sometimes its good to move on. I ended up moving from Chicago to New York to pursue my career in journalism. 6 months ago I started interning for Z100 which is a dream come true because they are my favorite radio station. I mainly handle the coffee and stuff but with these big events I handle the artists and I also write interviews which get published online.

"Are you going to interview me?" He asks. 

"No, I wish. That would be fun, I am just here to make sure you're settled and I came to make sure you didn't need anything. If you do you know where to find me." 

"Angie, what are you doing tonight?" He asks. 

"Oh Niall, Im flattered. But sorry I won't go on a date with you I already dated 1/5." I say in a sarcastic tone, he laughs.

"After the show, I have some free time before I'm off to Boston. It would be nice to catch up." 

"It would. That sounds lovely. I'll meet you back here after Justin gets off stage." 

"Why not after I get off stage so we have more time?" He asks. 

"HAHA bitch you think I'm missing Bieber, aw hell no sorry." He laughs again. 

"You really haven't changed. See you then." He says. Its crazy seeing Niall without his band mates. I knew someday the band would end but I just thought I'd be dead before that happened. Zayn's solo music is fucking insane. I remember how sad I was when he left, That was back when Harry and I still talked and I remember calling Harry and hearing the sadness in his voice as he told me that things were changing. I remember him telling me that Zayn was leaving before it was announced. Crazy how I haven't thought about Harry this much since we were together. I wonder where he is now? Does he even remember me?

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AUTHORS NOTE

SHORT AND SWEET START!! BASICALLY IM WRITING IN REAL TIME NOW AND IT FEELS SO MUCH MORE RIGHT THEN WRITING IN THE PAST BUT YEAH SORRY FOR SKIPPING SO MUCH TIME I HOPE IT MAKES SENSE I JUST WANTED TO GET SOMETHING DONE. ITS LITERALLY 1 AM AND IM DELUSIONAL IM GOING TO READ THIS OVER IN THE MORNING AND BE LIKE AMANDA WTF WERE YOU EVEN SAYING. LOL ANYWAYS HOPE YOU ENJOY