So Close

Chapter 10

Things are about to start happening, I promise, but this chapter is more of an insight into her and Niall's relationship before it sarted crumbling when he went to America. 

Thank you so much for reading, I love you guys ridiculous amounts.

GiGi

xxxxxxx

Instead of going to Spanish, I spent the rest of the lesson revising in the Library but my mind kept drifting to Sky and Harry. I wanted Sky and Harry to be happy but can’t they see how destructive their relationship is?

They spend half their time fighting and crying and the other half being so disgustingly in love, its nauseating. It’s hard for me to watch because I love them so much and all they are doing is making it harder and harder on themselves.

I know they can’t break up because they love each other too much and they were best friends before this. It would ruin everything that they have built up since they were tiny. But they can’t keep going the way they are going. The fights are getting more regular and more hurtful.

I groaned in frustration, pounding my head on the desk as I squinted at the harsh fluorescents before yawning and reading the next phrase.

“Hola.” (Hello) Niall said, walking down and sitting across from me. I don’t think he realised that anything was bothering me and it hurt, a lot. He always knew when I was upset; he always knew what I was thinking and now he just doesn’t care?

“¿Qué” (What?) I replied shortly, not bothering with a hello. If he wants to be cold, then I will be cold. We continued the rest of the conversation in Spanish.

“¿Dónde estabas” (Where were you?) Niall asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Fui a buscar comida con Harry.” (I went to get food with Harry.) I explained as he furrowed his eyebrows together and scratched his collarbone.

“Tráeme alguno?” (Bring me any?) He joked lightly. I laughed, as he smirked, sparkling his gorgeous eyes at me as I smiled back. Things felt better right now, but I knew they wouldn’t stay this way.

“Lamentablemente no. ¿Cómo es tu nueva amiga?” (Sadly no. How is your new lady friend?) I asked, worrying slightly about the answer. He went pink as my heart rate quickened and I frowned.

“¿Quién? Kym? Ella es buena. Estamos creciendo muy cerca.” (Who? Kym? She is good. We are growing really close.) He said as I nodded. I know you are growing close. I know because I am being pushed away.

“Me tengo que ir lo siento.” (I have to go sorry.) I said, picking up my books. He still didn’t notice that I was upset and bid me farewell with a final goodbye.

“Adios”

I miss him. Even though he is still around, I miss the closeness we shared before summer, I miss the closeness that we shared when my mum had died. That was when he really became my best friend.

He had been there, holding me silently as I cried. Even though it was hard, he made sure that I didn’t forget her. It doesn’t make sense looking back, but he made sure that we talked of her constantly. This is strange because I was mourning her, trying to move on, but he made sure that even though I accepted her death, that I still loved her, and didn’t resent her at all.

I don’t know how but Niall made me love and cherish my mother, even after I had accepted that I would never see her again. He didn’t say any cheesy line about how she’d always be in my heart but instead, he told me something that I will never forget;

“You are living proof that she lived, that you shouldn’t waste the opportunity that people present you with. She gave you every option in the world, so you need to remember her and do what she would have wanted, you have to seize every chance you have and live.”

Two weeks later, I had booked my first photography job.

Niall had inspired me and now, for a reason that I cant identify, we are growing apart and I don’t know how to handle it.

I just need to know why. But I don’t think anyone could answer that for me.

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