37: The Perfect Apology

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OMG >.< I've had the worst week ever argh. But I don't want to type it all out and explain to you guys AGAIN... because, yes I did type it all out on here just a second ago, but then I clicked on something on my keyboard by accident whilst typing and it somehow managed to switch off my computer... and I didn't save it. So yeah, I think that pretty much just says it all already I guess. Honestly, I really do think God decided to just give me the 'extra clumsiness' trait >.< Which is aweful because I liturally end up physically hurting myself in some clumsy random way. But yeah..

Anyways, just a quick note, I know this chapter may be boring and short, but I promise the next one will be much better, oh and also.. the next chapter shall be the last one guys! xx

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  CHAPTER 37

Alyssa's P.O.V

I woke up to the blazing sun and heat coming from the curtains from my window as I proceeded to get up, I then quickly got cleaned up and dressed into some basic jeans and a comfy loose jumper as I went downstairs to grab a bowl of cheerios whilst sitting down on the sofa, just before my eyes landed on my front door.

Wait, maybe Niall might have slipped an apology letter at my door this morning, or maybe he might come over any minute now to apologize again.

I mean... Niall always comes around to apologize in the end right?

Feeling like there was a beautiful hope after all, I quickly finished off my bowl of cereal before practically pushing myself to the door as I opened it and immediately looked at my gates.

But found he was not standing there, as I looked down at my door matt to find nothing placed over there either.

Oh.

I guess maybe not then.

Maybe I really did screw our friendship up for real this time now.

I mean, usually he'd apologize the next day in someway... but this time,

He didn't.

2 hours later...

 I sat on my bed, resting the side of my cheek on top of the palm of my hand I focused on the little red modern clock displayed infront of me.

Tick- tock, tick-tock.

Another second another minute.

What was I waiting for?

Questioning made no effect what-so-ever, as I found my eyes still locked on the clock, whilst blowing the strand of hair that was in my face, but of course that frustrating little stand of hair had always seemed to flaw back infront of my face again and again, just like how the each tick from the clock was buzzing through my ears right now.

"Right, that's it" I muttered, before standing up and grabbing my vintage leather jacket from the side as I headed straight for the door.

 I know I won't be good at this.... because Niall is usually the one who does this kind of thing first.

But I have to do it, no matter what I do.

This little 'break' after the arguement yesterday is driving me insane...

It was easy before but now I'm finding it alot harder right now.

I mean, what use is there in just sitting around, staring at the clock with this false hope in my head thinking Niall would come around?

I can't just keep this false hope in me unless I do something to change the 'false' part and make it actually happen.

I have to apologize to him.

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Once I got to the shops, I brought a huge big 'I’m sorry' basket that was about half the size of me, filled with chocolates and goodies before paying for it and running to his house.

Yep, I think it must've been awkward for me, to run around with a giant basket in my arms around the neighborhood but hey, this was an emergency!

After about 5-10 minutes or so, I had finally made my way to Niall as I quickly rang his house doorbell and waited behind the door, hiding my face behind the basket.

Niall's P.O.V

Okay so yesterday got me pretty gloomy and everything but, I was so determined to finish off the song, that I finally did.

I was in the middle of practicing the song with my guitar before I heard the doorbell suddenly ring.

Not expecting anybody to be here right now, I quickly got up from the sofa in the living room and proceeded to open the door.

Once I had, I was immediately taken aback when a huge basket came into my view and I saw the letters stapled to the basket as well as the decoration around it saying 'I'm sorry'.

That was only then did I see her arms slowly drag the basket down from infront of her face, as she then came from behind the sorry basket with a massive smile on her face.

Without even hesitating I quickly took the basket filled with goodies away from her and put it aside as I came straight up to give her a hug.

"Niall I am so sorry, honestly I don't know what I was thinking yesterday an-" she was just about to continue until I had interrupted.

"No, I'm sorry Alyssa, I know everything was my entire fault" I told her quite honestly.

"No it wasn't, but seriously I am truly sorry about yesterday" she then told me with sincere eyes as I nodded to show that I understood how sorry she truely was about this.

"So, friends?" She offered.

"More like best friends" I stated as she smiled up to me with that familiar sparkle in those beautiful green eyes again, just like before.

 Alyssa's P.O.V

After the perfect apology I was considering on telling Niall about the fact that I already knew he was my secret admirer, but then a small part of me told me not to tell him just yet but to keep it for now and hold onto it for a little longer....

So I ended up not telling him about it, and instead for the rest of the day we decided to just hang out and catch up for a few hours.

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