Being Told You're Beautiful

White rabbit.

*Hane's POV*

Why? Why had I been so stupid? One chance to actually see Niall and meet him, and I had blown it.

I sat on the fountain, where Niall had been not five minutes before.

I had been with my friend, Kit. She was delicate, struggling with depression and self harm. Late last night I received a text.

"I had a serious fight with Ally. I'm getting urges but I don't want to do anything I'll regret. Sorry if you're busy or anything, but do you have time to talk?"

I had to go to her house. Her parents were away and her sisters were at their respective friends, so she was home alone. And after a fight with her boyfriend of nearly a year, I couldn't have her do anything stupid.

I was there in an hour. Stupid buses.

In that hour that it took me to get to hers, I found her with bandages on. Over her wrists.

So I stayed over. To make sure nothing drastic happened.

We ate Ben and Jerry's and she cried and I was her shoulder to cry on - literally.

We got to sleep really late, thus sleeping in late. By the time I had made sure she was okay and got her set up, it was only when I got home and checked the clock I realised the time..

I was very late for meeting a certain Irish man.

My phone had run out of battery last night. No time to charge it. Have to wing it.

Grab crisps. Grab green hoodie. I had read the texts often enough to remember what they said.

I looked like shit, but surely that was better than being even later?

On the bus I started to panic.

What if Niall had given up on me? I would have, if I was him.

What if he had met someone else? Sure, we were just great friends that hadn't even met in real life, so there was nothing stopping him.. But a feeling of jealousy washed over me whenever I thought about it.

'Focus', I told myself.

I couldn't tell Niall the truth of why I was late.

This was Kit's secret and it wasn't mine to tell.

And as much as I hated being late, I had helped Kit. One of my best friends. Surely he'd understand?

But if course he wouldn't know.

My mind went around and around in circles, the bus humming uncomfortably under my feet, the sun beginning to shine through the clouds, beating down on me, making me sweat. Both out of worry as well as heat.

The bus jolted to a stop. I looked up. It was mine, and I had nothing.

'Improvising here we come!' I though sarcastically.

I pulled my hood up tight around me (my hair was kind if a noticeable feature) to avoid being seen by anyone I might know, I was most definitely not in the mood.

As I approached the fountain in the gardens, I saw a figure get off the fountain and begin to walk away.

He had on a green hoodie, a SnapBack and held a packet of crisps in his hand.

Could it be?

I broke into a run.

"Niall?!" he couldn't hear me.

"Niall?" shit, I was attracting attention now.

After one last burst of speed, I shouted out, all desperation evident in my voice.

"NIALL!"

He turned.

And it wasn't like in the movies, where time slows down. It was the opposite.

He saw me, a hint of recognition.

But then another girl spotted him. It looked like Cath from my Twitter DP, except it wasn't.

But how would he know that wasn't me?

She attracted more people.

Niall looked back at me. I could see him questioning who I was.

Until he was bombarded by a swarm of girls.

Well done Hane. Ruined chance right there.

I sat down on the side of the fountain, head in my hands.

'WHY TODAY? WHY? AAARGH' I half yelled into my hands, forgetting I was in a public place.

I only noticed someone had sat down beside me when they spoke.

"Hey.. You okay?"

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This was really scary, because today Hane's situation actually happened to a brilliant friend of mine. Kinda, although its a bit exaggerated here. Except, with it being a school night, I couldn't stay over. But I called her :)

Anyways.

Aloha. So results day was fine, thank goodness. Although you probably don't care..

It was the first day back at school today. I have three pieces of homework already. Yay.

I have an itchy toe. It hurts.

Anyways. Thank you so so so much for the seven people who commented on the last chapter, made my day seeing that many comments, they are all muchly appreciated!

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