Niall's POV
February 17, 2017
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I thought last year, 'why not make the best of this time off'. So I did exactly that. In late September I packed up my bags, just having enough money, clothes, and my phone (because I will never leave behind my phone), and took off.
Without anyone knowing, I just went. Nobody really cares anymore anyway. I remember when I was treated as the little Irish twink of the band, everyone caring about what happens to me, and picking a fight with any person who even called me a bad name. It got annoying, but now I miss those days. I went from having absolutely amazing friends, a boyfriend, and my family. To nobody. I'm all alone these days. You get used to it.
I haven't talked to any of them in about... well... my birthday. And even then, not even a one full sentence text was given. I wished the boys a happy birthday, but they never, kinda responded. I guess they have too much stuff on their plates to deal with me.
But anyway! I've seen the great wall of China, the leaning tower of Pisa, seen two Panic! At The Disco concerts... (DON'T JUDGE), and went to a Nandos in Dubai!
Now I'm questioning my sanity about going to this old mental hospital. I think they called them asylums. I asked if Harry wanted to come, since he was in the same 100 miles, but he told me piss off, because I apparently bothered him on some date with that Kendall girl. I really don't like her. But apparently its not my place to say anything at all.
I just remember when the boys and I would do anything for each other, we were always there for each other. It hasn't been that way in a year. After just the first month of the hiatus, they stopped speaking. Well, at least to me.
Ugh! Off topic again.
I wonder why I am even going there. Its probably just gonna be a bunch of moldy, smelly things, that looked like they could I have torn apart someone. I shutter at the thought.
I stand up and look up to the sky, on the balcony of a hotel I'm at. I sigh. I start to feel down again.
Who knows maybe when I get back tomorrow from my day-trip everything will change.
Maybe they'll start caring I think with a hopeful small smile playing on my lips.
Probably not.
I guess we'll see what happens.
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Words: 433
Published: 1/27/17
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