Moments; Niall Horan love story.

Prologue.

''Niall, calm down.'' I shouted to my best friend from the kitchen. He was running around his room panicking because he couldn't find his best pair of jeans. Today's the day of the x-factor audition and Niall was meant to be leaving to go their half an hour ago. This boy is so un-organised it's unreal.

I sighed and ran to the laundry room to find them folded on top of the washing machine. This boy. ''NIALL!'' I screamed. ''What?'' he shouted running down the stairs.''You numpty.'' I scolded as he walked into the room slightly confused. ''Whaaaat?'' he whined. ''Your jeans are here. Where you left them!'' I fired them at his face and went up stairs to get ready.

''Are you kids ready?'' Niall's mum asked as she walked into the bedroom. Niall was on his phone as a finished doing my hair. ''Yes, I am now. Sorry it took so long.'' ''Did he loose his jeans, again?'' his mum asked whilst shaking her head at her son who was smiling innocently. ''Yup. Well, let's go!'' I got up and ran past Niall, grabbing his hand on the way and dragging him down the stairs and heading out to the car.

''What if I don't get through? What if they hate me?'' He asked whilst tapping his foot. I turned him around to face me. ''Niall. They'd be daft not to love you. You have such a unique and beautiful voice. Just have a bit of faith in yourself.'' The problem is, he never has faith in himself. He was constantly bullied for singing and being friends with me. He's two years older than me and I'm the only person he hangs out with. ''Thanks Liz, you're the best.'' he said whilst side-way hugging me. ''I know!'' I chirped.

''Your next son.'' Said Dermot coming up to a very shakey Niall. He nodded slowly and fumbled with the microphone. ''I walked over to him and wrapped my amrs around him. ''Niall, you're doing perfect. But please promise me this, when you become big and famous and have girls throwing themselves at you, promise you'll never forget me.'' I sniffled as I felt the tears threatening to spill over. ''Liz, what makes you think I would forget my amazing, funny, talented, beautiful, supportive best friend?'' he asked breaking out of the hug and looking me directly in the eye. ''Well, you'll be famous and i've seen what fame does to people. I mean, look at Justin and Chaz. What happened to that amazing friendship?'' I said as I felt the warm tears slide down my rosy cheeks. His eyes started to water and he reached his hand up to my face and wiped the tears away with his thumb. ''I promise, I'll never forget you.'' He whispered and pulled me into one last hug before heading to the stage.

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That was a year and a half ago.

Niall moved on to the bootcamp, then was put into One Direction. He was later signed and has just finished his UK tour and filming for iCarly on Nick.

He forgot about me. Everything related to me. I tried so hard to move on, but it just wasn't possible. One Direction being as big as they are, he was constantly talked about. My best friend, Tina, is a huge fan and is constantly going on about her favourite. Niall.

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To put a face to the name, that's me. Elizabeth.

But my best friends call me Liz.

The picture was taken of me when I was in spain on a school trip.

I'm 15, and a half to be exact.

I was best firneds with Niall Horan, until he broke our promise.