What We Are - N.H

Twenty Eight

NIALL'S P.O.V

"NIALLLLL.... NIALL JAMES HORAN GET OUT OF BED RIGHT NOW!! ITS 10:30, YOU HAVE 1 HOUR!!" Mum shouted up the stairs.

"Right give me five minutes then I'll be getting up" I sleepily replied, my eyes still shut.

Wait, 1 hour? For what? I'm never up this early on a non school day.

I opened my tired eyes and looked around my bedroom.

Suitcases.

"What! It's Friday already!" I nervously said to myself. At this point I was sitting in my bed, rubbing my temples.

"That means we have to be at the airport soon," I groaned, "one hour"

Just as I pulled the duvet of my sweaty body, my mobile started ringing.

Mabel.

"Hello" I said sleepily.

"Good morning" she sang, "are you ready?? Your mum said you'll all be at mine in half an hour?"

"Oh yeah, I'm just finishing myself of now" I lied, still sitting on the edge of my bed in my pyjamas.

"You know, you don't have to lie to me. I bet your sitting on the edge of your bed still in your pyjamas." She giggled.

"Yeah your right," I sighed "I'm just so nervous. I can't believe it's tomorrow."

"I'm sure you are. I'm nervous for you, but your going to get through. Obviously, how can they resist you? Your talented, your a great singer, your likeable, your perfect.." she trailed of at the end.

"I love you so much. Do you know that?" I asked, thinking about the first day we met. I knew, from the moment I met her, everything changed, I knew I had to get her, whatever the pain.

"I know. I love you. I need to pack my last few things, see you in half an hour. Bye."

As I put the phone back down, it started vibrating again. This time Harry's name flashed up on the screen with a message.

"Good luck tomorrow mate. I hope it all goes well"

"Thanks dude. I hope yours goes well too. Best of luck." I sent back, hands shaking. My nerves were getting the better of me.

I quickly pulled on the black skinny jeans and white t-shirt I had laid out for this morning, last night and took one last look at my small room, trying to drag my two heavy suitcases down our tiny staircase.

"Okay. Greg have you got every thing you need?" I heard mum ask as I managed to safely get down the stairs.

"For the 100th time, yes mother." He sleepily replied.

"Right, go and help your father load the car up please."

"Niall darling, do you have everything? We are getting Mabel in 20 minutes so you better get yourself sorted out." She hugged me, "I can't believe my little baby has grown up so fast. Just remember your father and I will love you so much through everything. Even if you don't get through tomorrow, please don't be too sad, it's their loss, they will have lost an amazing boy."

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