~Kaitlynn’s Point of View~
“Niall, Kaitlynn, great to see you again!” Dad greeted us at the airport. Since when does Dad call me by my full name?
“I’ve missed you.” Niall said and hugged Dad tightly. I stepped closer to Dad, hoping maybe he’d hug me, but when he pulled apart from Niall he just walked to the car with my luggage and placed it in the boot.
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“I’m going to bed.” I announced once we got to the house. I didn’t wait for anyone’s reaction or response and just tugged my luggage up the stairs and to my familiar bedroom. I quickly but painfully changed into my pyjamas and braided my hair to the side. My hair was definitely getting long… it was already past my waist when down. My cuts were still hurting every time I even bent my fingers or leant on my arms, so I just decided to bandage them and let them heal with time. Even bandaging it was painful, let alone tightening the fabric on the skin and tying it.
I lay in bed for hours, still not being able to sleep. I couldn’t sleep for more than an hour straight and I would always wake up after a little while, check the time, groan in frustration, and try to find a better position to sleep in. Nothing worked and I didn’t get more than about an hour of sleep.
At about 4 in the morning, I gave up on trying and just texted Ash.
Me:
“Hey :)”
Ash:
“Isn’t it like really early in the UK? :P”
Me:
“Can’t sleep… hi! :)”
Ash:
“So aside from being insomniac, anything else I don’t know about you? XD”
Me:
“You don’t know the hundredth of me, Irwin.” I know I probably just called a dangerous notice on myself right then, but I don’t want to give him the impression that he knows me. He doesn’t. No one does.
Ash:
“May I?”
Me:
“What do you mean?” Yes, I know what he meant, but I wanted to buy myself some time to think. It didn’t work and I couldn’t think of anything. I am into some deep shit…
Ash:
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” I thought for a long while about this question before responding, but I didn’t know, even after thinking about it, what to say… happy. I want to be happy.
Me:
“I don’t really know. Haven’t thought about it much.” I lied sadly.
Ash:
“Fine… what’s your favourite colour?” I smiled at the question, because it was finally something I could answer easily.
Me:
“Probably black or green. How about you?”
Ash:
“Blue or red. Favourite ice-cream flavour?”
Me:
“I haven’t had any ice-cream in over two years. Probably vanilla. You?”
Ash:
“You have to eat some! Or I am gonna go all the way to Ireland and drag your ass to have some ice-cream! Same taste! :D”
Me:
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Look Away, Ignore the Pain
FanficHer name is Kaitlynn, sister to Greg and Niall Horan. Younger than Niall by 2 years, younger than Greg by 8. She doesn't remember how she got to where she is, but she does know that there would only be one smile to get her through the day. "I love...
