Have Faith ((Niall Horan-AU)) (Editing)

Chapter 19.

I clenched my hands into a fist and made up my mind. I didn't think it would happen this quickly but it did. Something in my mind connected and hit me like a train. I was going to tell him.

I was going to tell Niall I loved him, as more than a friend, and more than a best friend.

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I had to do this, I had to tell Niall before it was too late. I needed to go to him right now, I headed towards the door when I realized I looked like a huge mess. My hair was on top of my head with strands flying around, I was still dressed in my sweatpants and random shirt from last night and tears still stained my face.

I grabbed the closest jacket to me and pulled it over my head, securing my fly aways behind my ear and taking a deep breath before running out the door to catch Niall. Thoughts were running through my mind of what I would say and how I would say it. Should I just blurt it out? Give him reasonings of my decision? Well that would be stupid considering five minutes ago I was denying my love for him.

I reached the bottom of the stairs and ran out to the sidewalk, desperately looking for Niall or his car. Nothing. He was already gone.

"Dammit!" I yelled out after realizing his car with him in it were both gone. Why couldn't I have just embraced his love and spilled mine out to him? "Idiot." I was definitely an idiot.

I made my way back up the stairs to my apartment and shut the door behind me. What the hell do I do now? I picked up my cellphone from the table top in the kitchen and hovered my fingers over the buttons, my finger lingering over the number 2, Niall's speed dial.

I pressed the screen and Niall's name popped up, my heart started racing, beating harder and harder as every second passed by. I gulped down whatever saliva I had in my mouth and brought the shaking phone up to my ear.

Ring after ring went by until I got his voicemail, I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding. Was I scared? No, I was nervous. Nervous he wouldn't believe me, that he would just think I was doing it for his sake. Would he be right? No. I loved Niall, for months now and until about five minutes ago I probably would've never told him.

"Leave me a message, bye." I didn't realize I was still on the phone until I heard the beep and panicked.

"I, umm, call me!" I quickly spilled out before hanging up and dropping the phone on the couch,

What would I do now? Just sit and wait? I immediately started pacing back and forth, twiddling my thumbs, brushing the hair away from my face, wiping off sweat that continued to build up.

I'll take a shower. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I should freshen up before he comes back.

I was talking to myself again and it scared me so much I just ran to the bathroom.

A half hour went by before I was out of the shower and dressed. Nothing fancy, just jeans and a t-shirt Niall gave me a few years ago. I had mild make up on and I was in the process of blow drying my hair when I realized I hadn't even checked my phone yet.

My fingers struggled to get through the lock screen when I realized I had two missed calls from him. Shit. Just as I was about to press call I heard a car pull up, actually more like screech up. His car was so old I could recognize the sounds of it from a mile away. He was here.

My hair was plastered all across my face in knots, it was in need of desperate brushing. I groaned and grabbed all of my hair and placed it in a messy bun, that was as good as it would get at this point.

I rushed to pull myself together before racing out the door and down the stairs to meet him halfway.

"Niall!" I yelled as he got out of his car, startling him a bit. "Umm, hey. Sorry." I stopped right before the sidewalk ended and folded my hands, looking down at the floor.

"Kylie what the hell! You scared me, what's up? You wanted me to call you and I called you twice, no answer. Is everything alright?" He walked closer to me and held a hand out to make sure I was fine.

"Oh, yeah I'm fine. I, just, I need to talk you." He looked at me sideways, confused at the fact that he literally just left a half an hour ago and I was calling him back. "About what happened earlier."

His face softened and the hurt that splashed across his face earlier suddenly re-appeared. "Oh, Kylie if you're just gonna tell me we could never work just stop, please. I don't need to hear it again."

He started to walk back and reached out for his door handle to leave. "Niall wait!" His head popped up, flicking his eyes to stare back into mine. "That's not what I wanted to say."

I saw something in his eyes that I was glad to see, happiness. "Then what?"

"Come here." I reached out for both of his hands and pulled him closer to me so our faces were inches apart. "I called you back because I wanted to say I'm sorry."

"Okay?"

I sighed and closed my eyes, knowing it was now or never. "I love you Niall."

"I love you too, but not in the way you want me to. You already told me you don't love me like I love you. Please Kylie, don't put me through it again, don't give me that bullshit that we could never work out."

"Niall, you don't get it. When you kissed me earlier, it felt so... real. I felt this tingling in my stomach, that butterfly feeling that people say happens with true love, or in those disney stories. I felt them. I was scared. Niall, we've been best friends for so long I was terrified. We could get together but break up and then what? We could never regain that friendship back, at least in my opinion. But when you kissed me, that all went away. I'm not scared anymore, I'm not scared of loving you, I'm not scared of being with you. I'm not scared anymore."

"I don't understand, Kylie what are you saying?"

I smiled and squeezed his hands before moving forward. "Do you need me to give you another hint?"

He just stared at me as I moved in, me giving him the kiss this time. Our lips met and that feeling came back, that feeling of true love and happiness, hope and faith. Faith that with him anything would be possible. He was my motivation to keep fighting, it was him all along who kept me going. I just can't believe it took me this long to realize I was in love with my best friend. I am in love with my best friend.

His smile in the kiss was hard to miss, it almost made me forget we were kissing. His hands were removed from mine and were placed on my face. I placed my hands on his hips like I had done earlier, this time I used them to pull him closer, wanting more.

I smiled before pulling away and looking into his hope filled eyes.

"Don't you see Niall? I love you."

"I love you, always have... always will."

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There we have it! The end of this story and the end of Kylie's journey. Well, I wouldn't say the end ;) I'm actually not too sure if I want a sequel or not, I'm still deciding, but there will be an epilogue. I've decided that much.

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Also, I will be going back and editing the chapters and adding new things. I saw improvement in my own writing as the chapters went on and I also didn't know where I was going with the story in the beginning so I'll be changing it up a bit but not too much.

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