Niall's here.
Holding me the way I've wanted him
to for many years.
But at the same time I think he's still
dead. "It's ok I'm not going anywhere."
He whispers and I take in the smell of
his cologne again. I turn to face him
and in the darkest of light, his eyes
sparkle. "Are you alright? I didn't mean
to startle you." "Oh me? Yea I'm fine
just didn't think you were going to
come back. To me." He steps closer and
closer while I walk backwards into the
bookcase. Well isn't that nice. "I'm so
sorry." "It's ok." I reply and his hand
softly grazes over my arm causing
goosebumps. "Kiss me." I whisper and
in seconds his lips are attached to
mine. The electricity, the butterflies,
everything comes back to me. His lips
are still soft from last time we kissed
which was about to be 16 years ago. He
pulled back, redness creeping upon his
cheeks. "That was," "Amazing." I finish
for him smiling. "I have to tell you
something." "O-Ok. Everything
alright." "You may want to sit down for
this."
Niall's POV
She took a seat before me and I held
her hands in mine. My eyes met hers
and her brown eyes seemed to glisten
with hope. "I'm not sure how to tell you
this." "Take your time." "I-I had to fake
my-" "No!" She yells standing up
walking to her bedroom. I grab her
wrist and spin her around. "You don't
understand what I've gone through.
I've been bullied all my life and then I
met you and." I stop and see pure anger
within her eyes. "Do you know what it
was like for me? Saying a final goodbye
to someone I loved dearly? I thought I
was going to go insane when you died
Niall! I fucking loved you with
everything I had and-" I pressed my
lips to hers and he pushes me away.
"Get out." "Julianne please let-" "I said
get out!" She yells again pointing to the
door. "Please Julie, I'm sorry that I
hurt you. But ple-" "Just go back to
your slut of a fiancé." She says coldly
and I want to pin her against the wall
and kiss her. But part of me is saying to
leave. I step towards her and kiss her
forehead and leave.
Julianne's POV
My therapist was 100% correct. And I
was stupid for not believing him. I can't
believe I told him to go. Niall was my
strength, my everything. I slide my
back against the wall and cry. I knew he
was alive I just wanted to know how he
is alive. And now look at the mess he
made. He's marrying a slut when I
should be wearing that engagement
ring. It hurts seeing Niall with someone
else.
And the one time he comes to me, I
push him away.
