*recap*
"Hey, Niall. I had to choose between you and Thomas, but I decided to chose...well me. I need you to understand that I am so sorry and I wanted to give us a try, but I had to take this chance to follow my dream. My dream is to become a singer, like you. I love you." I hung up the call. Niall and I decided to give us a try because we were best friends, but I just got this offer and I had to take it. And I love him and I just couldn't see his face or else I wouldn't have gone.
*present*
I just got back because I got fired. I tried, but they didn't like me or my singing. I've been home for about three days and I haven't called Niall....because he told me not to call him, but I've still tried. I had to see him in person today. I decided to drive to his house and see him.
Knock knock
The door opened to reveal a tired, sleep deprived, food deprived, poor Niall. My eyes went into a sorry mode and I had to help him.
"Niall." I breathed out slowly. I invited myself inside and he slammed the door. I shut my eyes and I could tell he was looking at me. I quickly turned around.
"Niall. I'm sorry I know you're mad.." He cut me off.
"Mad? You think I'm mad? No. I'm depressed, upset, tired, hungry, I'm in love with a girl who left me over voicemail. I'm devastated." He cracked. I started to tear up.
"Niall. You have no idea how upset and angry I am with myself. I wanted it be with you so much, but I needed to...I needed to give myself a try before I gave anyone else a try. I needed to find myself." He cut me off again.
"I don't want to hear what you have to say." He started to walk away. I didn't know what to do. I stopped him, but he was bigger and a lot stronger than I was. I grabbed him and kissed him passionately and with love. He stopped mid-tracks and put his arm around my waist. He pulled sways and I held his cheek.
"Please listen." A tear slipped down his face and I kissed it away. I took his hand and led him to the couch. I sat right next to him and held both of his hands.
" I am so in love with you. I don't expect to to forgive anytime soon or at all, but I need you to know that I never meant to hurt you in anyway. I know I did and I will never forgive myself for what I-" He cut me off a third time with a strong, loving, and passionate kiss. He pulled away and we just looked at each other for a very long minute.
"I forgive you." He said full of emotion.
"What? You can't just forgive me like that? I did something so horrible. Unforgivable." I stood up.
"I forgive you. Look at that. Just done right here." I looked down.
"(Y/n), I understand. I got all of your messages and the mates helped me through it. Sounds girlish, but they did. I completely understand, but I was still heartbroken. When you left I didn't know what to do. Louis came over and went over all of your messages with me and I realized your side of the story. I forgive you and I love you."
"I haven't forgiven myself and I don't know how you did. I love you too and I never stopped." He smiled. He pulled me in for a kiss again. We both smiled into the kiss.
"It'll take some time for me to forgive myself, but I hope that we can work."
"It'll work out, my love." He smiled.
"I'm gonna get you all cleaned up and make you some comfort food." He smiled.
"Thank you." I smiled.
"That's what I do. Get some sleep and I'll make you some food and then we'll take a bath together. Yeah?" He smiled.
"Mmm that sounds great, my love." I smiled and kissed him gently.
