Rewinding Time || Niall Horan [On Hold]

Prologue: Day 1029

A/N: Here we go! This is the start of a somewhat long journey, meh, maybe average. Well, enjoy xx

     As I looked at the crowd in front of me I smiled. I had come a very long way since his passing. It was hard in all of us. By us I mean the boys, me, basically the whole world. I hadn’t always been a fan. Heck, I barely even knew who they were before Emma forced me to get a summer job, which turned out to be cleaning up after their concerts.

     I wouldn't be here right now if it wasn't because of him and his encouraging words. I had put my singing and guitar playing on the back burner. I didn't really think that I would be able to make money this way. I mean, only special people get this lucky. I try not to take anything for granted because I could still be at home, probably working at a cafe in the middle of nowhere.

     Though there are times when I get emotional, I try to think of all the wonderful times we shared. Albeit, sometimes the bad times such as when I witnessed him dwindle away, often conquer the good. He was trying to get me to be a more optimistic person; I never was. He changed me for the better, and I'll forever love him for that. I guess you could say I was a bit negative before meeting them. Optimistic people would annoy me. It’s like, how do you stay happy all day?

     Whenever people think of the word beautiful, they think of flowers, or nature, but I think of  a certain someone. The way he would laugh at absolutely nothing, and tell the cheesiest jokes to make you smile. The way his eyes would light up whenever he would see food, or something he loves; someone he loved. Me. How he would even try to make strangers smile when they were down.

     He was a giant bundle of sunshine, and will forever be missed. I often  think, what if we had met sooner? Had more time together? Time. I didn't have a lot with him sadly. I will be honest with you, I have found myself thinking how I wished I could go back in time and change a few things. Replay the things we did, but I know that can never happen. No matter how hard I try, I can't rewind time.

     “I dedicate this song to someone who had an amazing impact on my life!” I yelled out, grinning widely.The audience was used to hearing those words; almost all of my songs were dedicated to him, and I was fine with that.

     They screamed even louder as I began to play the first few notes to my song. “This one’s for you, Niall.” I whispered just before I began to belt out the lyrics that I knew by heart.