Gone (A Niall Horan Fan-Fic)

Chapter One

"You never love yourself half as much as i love you

You'll never treat yourself right darling but i want you to

If i let you know, i'm here for you

Maybe you'll love yourself like i love you oh and"

Ariana's P.O.V

My eyes shot open. It was my alarm clock. Niall Horan's solo from little thing. I seriously needed to change my alarm tone. It was my alram tone since the day little things came out, before that my alarm tone was Niall singing "Baby" by Justin bieber.

I was three months pregnant and the only person helping me was London. My beat friend. She had a major crush on Zayn, but he is engaged to Perrie Edwards. They are going to make the cutest children ever, I thought. I still fangirl, I know. Just because I dated Niall Horan doesn't mean I don't fangirl anymore. I still remember when nobody compares came out, Zayn said/sang London in nobody compares, she was gone crazy. It was in his solo.

[Zayn:]

You're so London,

you own style, you own style.

And together

we're so good. So girl why

are you tearing me apart, tearing me apart?

You're tearing me apart.

Anyways, today me and London were going to go to the mall. I really needed new clothes. Have to deal with paparazzi, who cares. I would get annoyed, London will make cute selfies while they take pics. She's my bestie what do you expect?

Suddenly thoughts vanished away. Morning sickness. I ran to the washroom as fast as a rabbit. Not so fast I know, I'm pregnant. Hello! The rabbit lost against a turtle. Funny. Not.

I bend down and had my morning sickness, I brushed my teeth and went back to my closet to get some clothes to wear. Right when I opened my closet a picture fell out, the frame broke, I carefully picked it up to see Niall and me. Kissing. Our first kiss, my first kiss. I always wanted Niall Horan to be my first kiss, and he was. I slowly picked it up and put it on the dresser, I would clean the glass later. I picked out a black lose top and some light/dark blue shorts.

There was a small bump on my stomach, not bad, but I still decided to wear something lose.

I walked to the washroom and got undressed. I walked into the shower and turned the water on. As the hot water hit me I felt so relaxed, after an hour or so I walked out and got dressed, did my make-up, put my hair in a bun and called London.

After three rings, London picked up.

"Hello", I heard her say.

"Hey, when are you going to come?" I asked, fast. You see I'm a really fast talker. It's hard to understand me at first but once you get to know me, you will hear me out.

"About I'm five minutes, come outside".

"Alright, see you"

"You too". She said.

With that I hung up and grabbed my small dark blue purse, locked my front and back door, and walked out side on the drive way waiting for London. She will be here any minute.

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*Five minutes later*

FIve minutes of waiting I decided to call her and ask why she's taking so long. I know it's only been five minutes but I am not so paitent as you can already tell.