love is love

Love Is Love Part 2

Chapter 23: Flight back home

(Caleb's Pov)

Watching through the plane terminal window I could see Niall break down into a pool of tears and pain. I sat in my seat and placed my stuff in the seat next to me. Niall had bought me two seats so I could be alone and comfortable. I pulled out Niall's pillow from my bag and cried into it. I fell asleep that way. The flight back home was approximately 8 hours and it was dreadful. I slept most the way home but I missed Niall to much. I guess one month without him wouldn't be so bad, But I couldn't have been more wrong. I let myself sleep the way home and I was hungrier than a pack of wolves at midnight. Everyone was glad to see me but I was kind of just, numb. I went to bed and ate chicken noddle soup with saltines and watched videos and slide shows of everything that happened over the past six months. My heart was slowly breaking and just being away for one day was painful enough.

The days passed by I went back to school and I was ahead of everyone. I worked online for school through the summer and most of the time during the fall so I was way ahead and nearly ready to graduate. I decided to stay in school and study extra hard for my OOA's. I worked hard until winter break then I let myself relax I hadn't really had a break in a long time. With the boys we were always around doing crazy things I was always doing school work and now I didn't have to do anything but be a normal teenager. Well a depressed normal teenager. A week before Christmas Niall sent me four presents and each bore a note telling me not to open them until Christmas, so that's what I would do. But he also sent me pictures of us and I cried for two hours. My heart was so battered and torn I couldn't bare it anymore. I felt for my ring and realized I had left it at his house. "Two weeks and you are just realizing the most important thing you've ever received you left it halfway across the world!!" The tears flowed and I took a long warm bath as I cried to ease the pain.

I picked up the razor and let it caress my skin the blood trickled into the water and mocked the color of the roses. I smiled in delight at the sight of me sitting in my own blood with roses. "True Satanist I guess." I laughed a hallow dry laugh and continued to mark up my arms. I slid put of the tub and wrapped my arms up so no one would see, I had forgotten how good pain felt. I continued to do this for three and a half days but then the most depressing and used holiday ever, Christmas. I let Christmas come and go and Niall's presents remained unopened. He said id see him New years but it was two days away and I hadn't heard anything. I decided to open his presents.

I opened them smallest to biggest. The smallest held a cd of Midnight memories but it was specially made to play a slideshow of us as the cd was playing. I burned it onto my phone so I could watch it all the time. The second one held a set of Niall's favorite colognes and candles so my room and I could smell like him, he also put pictures of Ireland in there and I hung them above my bed. I felt like my happiness was slowly returning. The third one held some clothes that Niall and the boys obviously picked out for me, Niall got me an Irish soccer jersey to match his that read "Caleb Horan '13'" I slipped it on and sent some pictures to Niall he replied with a kissy face and a smile. The last one I starred at, it was kind of intimidating it was pretty big. Carefully I tore open the paper and opened the box. In the box was Niall's favorite guitar signed by him, his favorite blanket, a letter and tucked in between the stuff was a box that I'd never seen before. I opened it and saw two rings, My ring and another one with the words "Niall Horan & Caleb Horan, till death due us part." engraved into to its brushed nickel finish. I Took the pillow and blanket and curled up listening to happily over and over with my rings back in place on my hand. A gentle knock fell on my door " Come in" I was only half awake. '" Hello butterfly." My eyes shot open and Who was standing? Niall James Horan.

I felt my heart leap out of my chest and I sat up and patted the bed, I didn't need to he was already halfway there with his shoes off. He reached for my arm and my eyes fell upon them ,They were still covered in cuts and scabs and I saw the pain regrow in his eyes. I still hand on his jersey and was wrapped in his blanket and resting against his pillow but now I had his strong arms holding as close to him as possible and his soft gently kisses on my hair. A feeling I've missed for what feels like an eternity.