Finding You (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter Three

AUTHOR'S NOTE: PLEASE READ!!! Hello everyone! I just wanted to let all of my fans and readers know that I'm thankful for every single one of you. You mean so much to me. It makes my heart swell up with happiness to know that people enjoy reading my stories! <3

On a more serious note, I posted a status that said "I'm almost to 500 fans :)" and then someone unfanned me... I know what some people are thinking: "That's not a big deal", well it is a big deal to me. I couldn't help but wonder what I did wrong to make someone unfan me. :( It actually hurt my feelings. Some people may think I'm a pansy, but whatever. :P It made me sad. Also, I've been really down lately so that just added something even worse to my already horrible mood. :/

I know that a lot of people have said that this book is too sad, so I tried to add a little bit of humor to this chapter. Here's a warning: this chapter does end on a serious note though. I hope everyone enjoys this! Also, I've been told that people want more point of views, so I gave everyone what they asked for... There are multiple POV's in this chapter.

By the way, when I reach 500 fans I'm going to throw a party over Wattpad and all of my fans will be invited. We'll have virtual cake and it'll be awesome... haha :D Anyways, please vote/comment! <3 I LOVE YOU.

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Chapter Three:

Niall’s POV

            My back was against the door as I had my knees pressed to my chest. My arms were wrapped tightly. Honestly it felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest and I didn’t like it one bit. There were loads of tweets from the fans that were really heartfelt, but I just didn’t pay attention. I hadn’t been on twitter since Ariella was shot nine days ago. FBI took her away somewhere in the United States two days ago and I’ve been going insane. I hear her voice everywhere. It haunts my dreams. When I tried to leave my flat, some girl was walking down the road and wore a shirt of one of Ariella’s favorite bands on it. I lost it and now I haven’t been out of my flat.

The lads have tried to console me but they’re just as shaken up as I am. The girls have been crying nonstop and I admit I’ve been doing the same thing.

When James and Delilah found out about Ariella’s situation, they were absolutely heartbroken. I haven’t heard from them since Ariella was taken to America.

I wiped away stray tears that I didn’t even know were on my cheeks. I felt so lost without her here. I promised her that I would find her and I won’t stop until I do. Because that’s what you do when you’re in love, right?

My phone buzzed and I answered it.

“Hello?” I croaked.

“Hey Nialler. How are you doing?” Harry sniffled.

I stayed silent.

“Everyone is really upset over this too, Niall. You’re not the only one,” Harry said.

For some reason his statement made me very angry.

“Just shut up! You didn’t know her like I did… You aren’t in love with her!” I shouted.

“Calm down!” Harry yelled back.

I heard Louis say something in the background.

“Just leave me alone,” I moaned.