Depression (Niall Horan Love Story)

Chapter 23

"Another great day!" The director, Danny, shouted. I smiled as Liam hugged me. When he pulled back he gripped my shoulders "you are doing great!"

"Ditto," I responded. He let go of my shoulders as I began to walk. "So, what are you doing while we go on break?" Today was our last rehersal before we got to go home for two weeks. "Probably go visit my mom and call Lou, maybe go back to London and find the boys and Kira."

"Sounds eventful," he chuckled. "What about you," I asked as he grinned. "Might go visit a few old friends."

"That's all?" He chuckled "yeah. Maybe catch up with the family a bit."

"Not what I'd expect from Mr. Bigshot," I winked. We reached our trailors and he hugged me.

As I got off the plane to Ireland and made it through baggage claim my mom embraced me in her arms. I smiled greatfuly, glad to see her again. It had been months, "how long are you here for?" I frownd "two days. I need to take care of some things back in London."

All I could really think of was Niall. Has he moved on? Wait- why do I care? I sighed. I lay on my bed in my old room, and couldn't help but think of when Niall asked me to go on tour with him. The first time we ever kissed- I blushed. How he tried to stop me from leaving. I almost texted him- but I didn't have the ambition. Well, I did, but I was scared. How could I be scared of him? That adorable little Irish face, brown- died blonde- hair, all too familiar thick accent. A million different ways he had me wrapped around his finger. -But he threw me away, didn't he?

I couldn't think about it anymore as my mom knocked gently on my door. "Come in.."

"Hey sweetie," she cooed "hi?" She sat down on my bed "so what do you want to do while you're here?" I immediately thought of when Niall asked me that when we were on break from tour.

"I need to call Niall!" My mom looked taken back as I searched through my bags for my phone. "Sweetie, what's going on?"

"I need to tell Niall I love him!"