[Sad]
Tuesday: 9:34 am
I stood there, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Picking out each and every error I had. My eyes were too big, my lips were too small, my hair wasn’t the right shade of brown; Everything just looked so ugly.
The sound of my phone seemed to snap me out of my daze. I looked over and had received a text message from my boyfriend of one year, Niall Horan.
hey babe tour is done and we are all headed bck to london cant wait to see u love u!! x
I couldn’t help but grin at Niall’s terrible grammar, and I quickly responded.
thank god. I miss you so so so much. Can’t wait to see you!!
Spending time with Niall meant the world to you. He was probably the only person on the planet who could make you feel beautiful, who could make you feel worth something.
I looked down and noticed that Niall hadn’t replied. It made me sad sometimes to think that he was too busy doing One Direction stuff that he couldn’t text me. He was probably taking photos with girls.. Gorgeous girls.
I shook my head to snap out of it, and I exited my bathroom, making my way into my bedroom. Niall and I didn’t live together, but he spent the night here a lot.
I climbed into my bed, and clutched the pillow that had Niall’s scent on it, and I began to cry. I needed Niall to be here, and I needed him to be here now. I never understood what caused me to be upset all the time. I guessed it was always just a mixture of my insecurities, the fans all over Niall, and the fact that Niall wasn’t around much.
I needed to be happy, for Niall.
Wednesday: 7:12 pm
I stood nervously in the airport with Eleanor, Danielle and Perrie as we all anxiously waited for our boyfriends to come through the terminal. The airport was flooded with fans, some snapping photos of us girls. This didn’t bother me much, because I was too focused on seeing my beautiful boyfriend’s face after him being away for so long.
Girls started screaming and my attention shot to the terminal. I could barely see, being pushed back by so many fans, but I could just make out that it was in fact all five boys, with Paul and a few other body guards.
Me and the three other girlfriends gently pushed through the crowd and made it to the front. Liam, Louis and Zayn all ran up to their girlfriends and I stood there, staring at Niall. He wasn’t looking at me. I felt my heart sink as my eyes noticed his. He had tears welling up and dripping down his cheeks. Niall was crying..
I slowly walked up to him, and he dropped his bags on the ground, wrapping his arms around my waist and scooping me up into his arms, spinning me around. As he put me down, I ran my thumb across his cheek, removing the wet tears.
"Why are you crying?" I asked him, and he shook his head.
"I am just so glad to be back home." He smiled and kissed my forehead gently.
Paul then quickly guided us all out of the airport and into our own taxis.
Wednesday: 10:15 pm
"Wait, so you’re going to Ireland in two days?" I looked at Niall with sad eyes, and he sighed.
"Well babe, I have to see my family." He said, opening the refrigerator to grab some food. “You had Nandos last night?" He chuckled, pulling out a Nandos box with leftover chicken in it. I nodded my head.
