Even If It Kills Me (One Direction and The Vamps Fan Fiction)

Chapter 37

Katie's POV

"Hurry up! You don't want to be late for the bus now, do you?" I looked at the clock, and it read 8:55. Niall was still in the bathroom, which he's been in since 8:15.

"Ya, ya! I'm coming," he yells back from the bathroom. The door soon swings open, and I can't help but gasp. Man, did he look good! His hair was nicely combed, and he was wearing a white T-shirt with black skinny jeans. It was a normal every-day outfit, but it looked good on him.

"Well? Are we going, Miss Anxious?" He says. I roll my eyes, and laugh. He picks up my suitcase along with his, and I frown.

"I can carry it," I inform him.

"I'm well aware, but-" as soon as he starts to argue, I rip my suitcase from his hand and into my own.

"Well that leaves me a free hand," Niall smiles and drapes his arm over my shoulders, pulling me closer to him. We walk out of the room like this.

When we get outside, I'm blinded for a second by the sunlight and all the paprazzi. I get closer to Niall and he laughs.

"Don't worry, the bus is right there!" Niall yells, but for a reason, it's cool to see all the fans screaming. I can't exactly make out what they're saying, but it's probably Niall's name or something since I'm a nobody.

I've always wanted to be famous, but not being a singer. No one but Emma and Cat know my absolute passion- dance. I dance everywhere, and Cat and Emma get annoyed, I know, but I've always wanted to be a professional dancer. My solo I did to Little Things made Emma teary-eyed, since that's her favorite song. That was the day she got the tattoo, also.

An arm jerks me out of my daydream, and I'm faced with James staring at me. I open my mouth to scream for Niall, but James covers my mouth with his hand.

"Shh. I'm not going to hurt you. I swear." He tells me. I nod, and he releases his hand from my mouth. I keep my mouth closed, and he continues.

"Look, I've been thinking a lot and I'm really sorry. It wasn't me back there when I hurt you. Like, it was me, but not. Do you sort of understand?" I nod, understanding perfectly. I do stuff when I shouldn't, and it's like I turn into a completely different person.

"I know you probably won't forgive me, am I right?" I stare at him for a few seconds, and I know he really is truly sorry.

There's hurt in his eyes, and he looks as if he hasn't slept in days. I all of a sudden feel bad for him, and I begin to cry. James wraps me up in a nice tight hug, and tears come falling down my face even harder. I feel a wet substance on the back of my neck, and I know he's crying too.

"James," I breathe as I pull away from his arms slowly. The tears still come for the both of us, yet mine have slowed.

"I know you're sorry, and I am too. I know I've ignored you and everything, and I'm sorry. I should've let you talk to me when you wanted to, but instead I walked away. You might think I'll never forgive you, but that's a lie. I forgive you, one hundred percent. I've always liked you, but when you hurt me I thought you changed. That's why I went to Niall. He protected me and took care of me. He was there for me when I needed him, just like your bandmates are for you. When I heard that you saved Emma, I didn't believe you, but you really did. Thank you for that, by the way. Anyways, can we start new? Erase all the memories." I take a deep breath, and James takes in what I just said. When he finishes after a second, he smiles.

"I'll erase all the bad memories. I'll never forget the day I met you though," James smiles. I smile too, and he wraps me up in another hug before Niall comes running my way.