Forgotten Memories - {Niall Horan}

Chapter Three - Glances, Smiles, & Photo Shoots

Chapter Three - Glances, Smiles, & Photo Shoots

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(Niall's P.O.V.)

As I drove down the busy roads of London to the studio, I found my fingers touching the photograph I had earlier tucked in my pocket. I slowly pulled it out.

I found myself thinking about her again. I wonder what she looked like now. Her birthday has passed so she's 19 now. Same age as me. Is her hair still the same chestnut brown? Does she still have her Irish accent? Probably not, she moved to America after all.

I slipped it back into my wallet, the place where it always goes. Even only at the age of eight, I loved her. As silly as it was to be in love at such a young age, I was. There was no denying it. Even at the age of nineteen, I still think about her. I realise it is completely useless to be in love with her now. She's long gone now. This obsession with her has got to stop.

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We arrive at the photo shoot studio, and there's a feeling in my stomach that I can't put my finger on. Perhaps it was the lack of food in my stomach. Either way, it caused me a great deal of anxiety.

I shook the feeling off and allowed the wardrobe stylists to dress me for the shoot. I dressed in a simple outfit, consisting of a white t-shirt and black skinny jeans.

The boys got dressed into their outfits, which were also very simple. Louis wore a denim button-down over a white dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up, exposing his tattooed skin.
Liam had a hoodie thrown over whatever he was wearing underneath, the sleeves pushed up just under the bend of his elbow, also exposing his tattoos. Harry was dressed in an all black outfit, a black t-shirt and a large, black trench coat, ending just above his knees. Zayn wore a simple grey shirt, a dark jacket worn over, covering his own colourful tattoos.

We all finished and stood in front of the set up. The unsettled feeling in my stomach back once again. My nervous mood was apparently noticed, when Liam asked if I was alright. Not having any other answer, I replied with a yes.

"Hi! I'm Lilliana Brooks, and I'll be your photographer for this evening," she greets us, as she smiles and waves slightly at us. I freeze in my tracks, as soon as I hear her name. My eyes avert in her direction.

"I hope you don't mind my friend here," she states, gesturing beside her, stands a shaking blonde, most likely due to excitement, I hope. I don't pay attention to her at all though, because my eyes are still set on the girl in front of me.

It has been a long while to hear that name coming from a voice other than my own. Inside of me, there is a small light of hope, that perhaps she is the one I'm looking for.

I was quickly snapped out of my thoughts when she spoke again.

"Alright, let's get started, yeah?"

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Throughout the shoot, I tried my best to stay focused. However, it was nearly impossible when a girl who could quite possibly be my childhood friend and first love, was in the same room as me.

"Niall, stop checking our photographer out, will ya?" Harry whispered, as his large hand patted my back. "You keep looking at her, and it's painfully obvious. But if it makes you feel any better, I think she's looking back at you as well."

I chuckled and shrugged his hand off. I stole another glance at her, and was met with hazel eyes. She smiled at me, before going back to the camera. Although she was no longer looking at me, I softly smiled back.

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Well, first of all. I'M SO SORRY!

I know I haven't updated since 1902, and I come back 112 years later with a crappy, super short chapter?

I'm terrible, I know.
and honestly, I have no understandable excuses to make. But I'll make them anyway.

My first draft for this chapter was written not long after chapter two was published, and completely different from this. Basically, my fat thumbs accidentally deleted the note page I was writing in for this chapter and the whole chapter so far was deleted.

So I felt extremely discouraged and sad, but don't worry. It wasn't that good at all and probably made no sense.

Again, I'm terribly sorry.

Also, I made little changes to the previous chapters, such as a title change for the chapter. And the last chapters were written in English spelling, while this chapter was written with British spellings. Sorry for these little inconsistencies.