April 19, 2014
Niall’s POV
You have to do this..
No, Niall, you need to do this!
You can’t back out now.
You have been puttin’ off for months, and it has to stop.
Everything has to stop.
End.
Finish.
Fix ourselves.
And learn to be better.
Maybe even for other people.
To move on.
Come on, Niall, you know you’re ready.
Just walk through the door, and tell him.
Don't back down.
Say the words.
….
We need to end it.
No more lies, or pretending this is still something it isn’t.
Jell him the truth.
Now d*mn it!
I’ve literally just been sitting in my Range Rover with the air on for around 25 mins debating on whether this is the right thing to do. Whether I am making the right decision at all. Whether it is even worth it. I don't want to mess it up, or be the one to bring it forth, but I can't keep living this lie and suffering.
This isn't who I am!
I’m fun-loving, always happy, giggly little sh*t, Nialler. The one who fell in love with a boy with brown eyes and a sloppy grin. The one who he fell just as hard for. I’m the one he was in so deep for he could barely get two words out without making a fool of himself around me. Causing me to laugh and lose myself in just being around him.
Back when life was simple.
Black and White.
Easy as Pie.
Before the band.
Before all the lies.
Before any of the rest of the world mattered to us.
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Forgotten ➣ Niam Horayne
Fanfiction❝I Didn't Realize What We Had Until It Was Forgotten...❞ ***Took First Place in the Undiscovered Niam Category of The 2014 Holiday Bromace Awards*** © All Rights Reserved
