Loved You First [[[Niall Horan]]]

Chap Eleven | Courage ✰

 

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"Hey." I faked a laugh hoping Harry would not notice that I have been crying.

"What's wrong?" He asked as if he knew that I was crying.

"Wrong? Nothing's wrong." I tried to sound happy, to breathe normally and hide my stuffy nose which I think I did not hide well.

"You're crying." He simply stated.

"What? No! No, of course not. Why would I?" I laughed. Fake laughed.

"That's why I called." I could hear a few voices from the background of Harry.

"Are you still at the backstage?" I asked.

"Yes, but we'll be back home soon. Just tell me, it's fine. No one could hear us." He said.

"It's nothing Harry." I assured him, though I was lying. I really wish I could tell Harry about how I feel, but tonight's not the right time I guess. I'm sure he'd understand me, but a part of me wanted to keep this feeling.

"Don't tell me it's nothing. Is it Niall?" He asked and I was shocked with this question.

"Niall? What's with Niall?" I lied, biting my lips. I heard him sigh.

"Niall, he's, you," He sighed again. "Never mind."

"No tell me."

"No, you tell me."

"Tell you what?"

"Tell me that you," He stopped. "Nothing."

I sighed. "Okay?" I said, unsure.

"Why were you crying then? I'm sure it's with Niall. Are you guys in a bad situation right now? Having a best friend quarrel?"

"Well, ummm," I decided to tell Harry that me and Niall are not in good terms right now. I guess I could share that part. "We, I don't know, we sort of like, broke up? You know, we're no longer best friends and such. I mean, losing a friend sucks." I explained nervously.

"Oh, that's why."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, we have been talking more, and I was about to ask Niall why we've been talking more when it's supposed to be the two of you talking more, but it's us, but I never had the chance to ask him. So this is why." He said.

"Yeah, we just, fell off. I'm pretty okay with it now, I guess."

"You guys will be fine. Do you want me to talk to him?"

"No, no, no, don't, never. I don't want to bother him with some immature friend problems. We'll deal with this soon. It's not like we're in a relationship or something, no big deal." I tried to cool it off.

"Anne." He seriously said. "He's your best friend since you guys have first seen each other." He was right. "He has been with you all these times. Your relationship is a big deal, even bigger than a real girlfriend-boyfriend relationship. Losing a friend is worse than losing a lover. I've seen how Niall loves you Anne. He loves you so much, and I can't even imagine how sad he might be after losing what you guys had all because distance. He's your best friend Anne. He has done so much to you. Are you really okay about losing him? Losing the boy who has protected you, loved you and supported you from the start? I don't think so. You cried Anne, you cried because you lost him. Don't tell me that it isn't a big deal because it is. You guys deserve each other. He deserves to stay in your life, and you deserve to be a part of his. Do you even realize how much he needs you? He's been feeling homesick since the day we were grouped. We always try to cheer him up, but it doesn’t work. He busies himself with this competition, enjoys every moment because he doesn't want to feel lonely. And Anne, only you can make him feel home."