A Niall Horan fanfic

Chapter Seven

I brush my hair back out of my eyes to see who exactly it is.

“yo nialler mate, everything ok?” a youngish boy with dark brown curly hair walks into the room and smiles at Niall before turning around to face me.

“hello, sorry I didn’t know you had company Niall..i’m Harry” he places his hand out in front of me smiling. I gently shake his hand taking every bit of caution in just in case. He has a very firm handshake. As he pulls his hand away he strokes my thumb affectionately whilst smirking before looking back towards Niall who is just staring at us. He has noticed Harry flirting with me, and I don’t think he’s too happy with it.

“We off then mate?” Harry asks Niall, I ran out of the room, taking in the fresh summer’s air once I’d gotten outside. It was so nice to feel the fresh breeze against my soft skin once again; it was a moment I’d been longing for. I closed my eyes and sighed with relief that I was finally free to run.

You see when I was little I was told I would lose my legs, I cried for days and days, until they realised they got it wrong and I wouldn’t lose them. From then onwards I cherished my legs and I knew it sounded stupid.

A firm hand grabbed hold of mine and gave it a squeeze, I turned on my heels to find Niall stood smiling at me reassuringly. I had nowhere to go anymore, but I didn’t care because I’d been freed from anything bad, and I didn’t want to leave Niall’s side ever again.

“You can stay with me if you want?” Niall can read me like a book, he always knows what I am thinking, he just knows how to win me over. This surprised me after not seeing him for so many years, the fact he still knew me inside and out. He tucked my hair behind me ear ever so gently and lead me to the awaiting van which was crowded with people. Harry jumped in firstly and took his seat towards the back of the van whilst shouting to the driver “we have another passenger travelling with us today on Styles airways” another boy who had a darkish skin tone with jet black hair, laughed at Harry’s joke.  They were all smiling to each other, it was quite intimidating to be honest. The driver nodded at Niall and he got in with me trailing behind and sitting in the window seat beside him.

I rested my head against the window of the car and watched the raindrops fall down the glass debating quietly to myself which one would win.  I felt a hard prod in my thigh and turned around to see Niall sat there grinning at the fact he’d ruined my top concentration. I had missed this, all the jokes, us two play fighting, I had missed it all to be honest.

I turned back round to once again face the windows, we was in London and I had no idea where Niall lived these days. We both had moved to England when we was younger, pretty much why we stopped talking.

“So are these all your uni friends or something?” I questioned Niall on whom all the boys in the car were, I had forgot to ask earlier just exactly who they are and why he was with them.

“No, have you just not had any contact with the outside world what so ever?” he laughed. “We’re a band Hayley. We’re called One Direction, and we was on the x factor a couple of years ago and we’re just living the ultimate dream I guess. We have thousands of amazing fans who come see us everywhere all over the world and its just great. I wish you could of done all this with me though Hayley. I’m glad youre here now” I couldn’t take all that in, my best friend was now in a boyband, he had succeeded in his lifetime dream. I was sat in a position right now that possibly thousands of girls would die for, sat in a car with one direction. Except I had no idea who they were, I’d never heard of them before and I felt ashamed.

“This is Zayn” he pointed towards the boy who had earlier laughed at Harry, and he shyly smiled back at me. “This is Liam..otherwise known as daddy direction” he pointed to a quiet boy sat doing something on his phone, he edged his head up a little bit and flashed me the biggest smile in the entire world, something about him made me feel happy, I could see what they meant about daddy direction. “This is Louis” he pointed to a boy in the back who was fast asleep, and then “And you’ve already met Harry” I turned to face Harry next to Louis in the back and he gave me a smile before looking back at his phone and texting someone.

I sat facing Niall, I was so happy for him. “How many number ones you had?” I quizzed whilst laughing at him rolling his eyes at me. He didn’t reply, he just turned away so he was facing forward once again.

After around 15 minutes the car stopped outside a block of posh apartments, so I assumed that we had reached out destination and this was where my best friend now lives. The apartments were about 3 floors tall, and had big iron gates placed at the front of the drive so as only people who lived in them could gain access to the car park.

I climbed out of the van and followed Niall up some big stairs, I was running out of breath after about the 2nd flight of stairs, did this place not have a life? If it didn’t, it should definitely invest in one. We finally stopped climbing after what felt like a lifetime at a cute little apartment on its own floor, 3 of the boys had kept on going so I assumed only Niall and Liam lived in this one. I walked in slowly behind Niall, this place was quite big inside.

“We only have two bedrooms so you’re gonna have to share with me I’m afraid” Niall said quite happily, he looked pleased with himself and even though we’re friends now I don’t think I can ever fully forgive him for what he did to me that day. Its unforgivable.