Can we fall one more time? (Niall Horan Love Story)

Chapter 2

I woke to my mum calling me from downstairs. I peered out the window as I tied my dressing gown around my waist. It was cloudy - but not raining, I smiled to myself before racing down the stairs to my mum who was in the kitchen. Today was the day.

"Dad called." she said as she handed me some tea. We sat down at the table. 

"He won't be able to make it home for my birthday," she sighed, " No biggie." she sipped her tea. 

"No biggie? I havent seen that man for months," I sipped my tea angrily, "His work gets in the way of his life TOO much." I groaned. My stepdad is an idiot. I bet he's forgotten all about my mum... what a romantic.  

"He said he won't be back for the funeral either." She murmured, tears escaped from her green eyes. She quickly wiped them away. I put my hands on hers. 

"Don't worry, Mum. You've got me." I smiled. My Gran died last week. My mum's been quite emotional since - not that she shouldn't be. It's just she's very good at hiding her feelings but now she just can't seem to handle it. She cries herself to sleep most nights and she's become more protectivebut we do make more conversation now, like she's making the most of my time with me or something.  

"I love you, babe." She smiled, then left the room with her tea to watch tv. After I'd finished my tea, I went up stairs and pulled out my planned outfit. 

I rummaged through my wardrobe and pulled out my denim shorts and lacey white tank top. I put them on and then put on my blue adidas hoodie. I tamed my knotty blonde hair into a loose lady-ga-ga sort of bun. I put a touch of makeup here and there and rushed downstairs excitedly and slipped on my blue vans. I strutted into the lounge and stood between my Mum and the TV.

"What do you think?" I asked. 

She studied my clothing.  

"Quite causal." 

"Well I can't go in a fancy dress and heels?!" I laughed. 

"True," she smiled, " Actually I think your hair makes it cute. But there's something missing..." 

"What?" I asked worriedly. 

"YOUR SMILE!" she giggled. I grinned. My mum was truly amazing - no questions asked. I plonked myself down on the sofa next to her, she put her arm around me as we watched 'Friends'. We were laughing and giggling with eachother like sisters all the way through the episode.  

"You excited to see Nialler?" she asked out of the blue. I blushed. 

"I've really missed him, mum. Why didn't he come back?" I said shyly, with a worried look on my face. I had never really talked about it before. 

"I don't know, babe. But what I do know is that he would love to see you if he could, he's probably just busy at the moment." she smiled, drinking the last of her tea. 

"SOPHIE AND NIALL SITTIN' A TREE! K.I.S.S.I.N.G...." she sang as she left the room. My mum is mentally probably the same age as me - maybe younger! I made my self some nutella toast and sat at the mac. I kept my self busy on facebook for two or three hours. Sad really, but what else is there to do? 

"Come on! Let's go!" My mum yelled from the front door, swapping her pink fluffy slippers with her black high heels. I quickly checked my hair in the mirror and left the house with mum. We hopped in her red mini and before I knew it we were outside St Howard's Park. There was massive line of girls wearing 1D shirts and banners at the ready. I suddenly felt sick. 

"Am I going on my own?" I asked shyly. It was silly I was scared, I've never been that afraid before.  

"Well..." my mum's eyes wondered. She obviously felt bad now she had thought of the fact she was letting me go to a concert on my own. Suddenly, Emily (my cousin) was banging on my window grinning. My worries vanished.

"Love you, mum. See you later." I kissed her on the cheek and joined Emily in the line as my mum drove off.  

"I haven't seen you in ages!" she said excitedly, hugging me. 

"I know, you here on your own?" I asked, secretly hoping it was a yes so I wouldn't have to pretend to like her stupid friends.  

"Well I was meant to be going with my friend Louise but she couldn't make it - just you and me!" she grinned.  

After we had given in our tickets and had security check our bags, we made our way - linking arms so we didn't loose eachother - through the crowd of girls to our seats with a decent veiw of the stage. It was a matter of minutes before One Direction took the stage. First it was Louis, wearing a stripey top, braces and red jeans - no suprise there. Then it was Harry wearing a white t-shirt and a blue blazer with jeans. Then Niall took the stage! He was grinning and clutching his microphone whilst blowing kisses to the girls in the front row. What about me? I thought he loved me? He was wearing a light blue polo and beige jeans. Then it was Liam and Zayn together - Zayn being on Liam's back. Some of the girls are crying with happiness which to me to seems a bit weird. Don't get me wrong - I love the band to bits but I wouldn't dream of crying over them - with happiness?! That would just be weird. They started singing 'what makes you beautiful' after they finished introducing themselves. When the song was finished, they left to see the VIP ticket holders. Then I saw a long line of girls I decide to wait till the next song. When the boys return, they share a joke or two on stage and then begin to sing 'Gotta be you'. All the girls joined in (even me!) and believe me, it was amazing.  

It's the next break so I tell Emily to stay where she is as I get in line. I can't believe I'm going to see Niall again. I'm so excited to see him again but I'm angry because he never came back. The girl infront of me went behind the curtain and there was a scream and loads of laughing and "I love you Harry!" and I could hear Louis' voice cracking jokes and Niall laughing. Then, after only a minute, she was removed from behind the curtain by a body guard.  

"NEXT." he shouted. I nervously pulled the curtain to reveal one direction standing there grinning. I stepped forward nervously.

"Sophie?"