The Letters That Saved Her Life (sequel to Dear Niall {A Niall Horan Fanfic})

November 28, 2016

November 28, 2016

Jackie's POV

Suddenly I woke up from my peaceful sleep. I grab for my phone in the semi darkness and look at the time. Six am. At first I didn't believe it.

Last night was horrible. Niall had to work really late at the studio with the guys. I got more hate than usual on twitter and all of it got to me. I cried myself to sleep before Niall got home. Now as I lay here next to him I feel like shit. I don't wanna do anything. I don't wanna talk to anyone. I don't want to be me right now.

Niall starts to stir then wraps his arms around my waist.

"Morning beautiful." He whispers in my ear. He kisses my cheek and I just sit here, crying. I was hoping he wouldn't notice, but he does.

"Love? What's wrong?" He asks, his voice laced with concern.

"Nothing." I say back.

"Come on you can tell me. Are you ok?"

"I'm fine." I knew he'd know just by that answer. He always see's through it.

"We have a few interviews today. You wanna come?" He asks getting up. I just shake my head. When he leaves the room I move so I'm in the middle of the bed, and I can smell his scent on his pillow. He comes back in with a glass of water.

"Here, take these." I shake my head no. "Come on. They'll help." He's trying to give me my antidepressants.

"I don't want them."

"Why not? It'll help a lot." He pushes.

"I said I don't want them." I start to get upset again.

"Ok, then please just get up. For me?"

"I'm too tired." I roll over to face the window and he sighs. He's still in his boxers as he leaves the room again. I reach up and hold onto the black dog tag. I miss Nick so much.

Niall's POV

I dial a number on my phone and wait for them to pick up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Paul. Uh you think we can reschedule those interviews today?"

"I don't know if I can. Why?"

"It's Jackie. I can't really say, it's just not a good day. Could you try?" I ask.

"Ya I'll see what I can do. I hope she's ok."

"Me too. Thanks Paul, your the best."

"No problem. I'll see you tomorrow." I hang up then call Harry. It only rings twice before he picks up.

"Hey Nialler." His cheery voice sounds from the other end of the phone.

"Hey Harry. We don't have those interviews anymore today."

"Really? Why not?"

"I called Paul and asked if he could reschedule."

"Is everything ok?"

"Not really. You think you could come over? We really need you today."

"Sure thing. I'll be over in ten minutes."

"I'll explain everything when you get here. Thanks Harry." I hang up and make two cups of tea. I put them in the microwave to keep warm. I head upstairs and open the bedroom door to check on her.

"Hey Jac? You want some tea?" I try to soften my voice.

"No." I close the door again and head back downstairs as the door bell rings. Harry steps in as I open the door. He takes his shoes and coat off before following me into the kitchen.