Niall and I were doing okay for the next few weeks. He had given up on trying to walk which disappointed me because I always thought he was the type to keep going until he succeeded. He didn't give up when his name wasn't called for the Xfactor so Why would he give up here? But I wasn't going to push him anymore. If he didn't want to keep trying then there was No point.
Today Niall and I were just relaxing and having a good day before his new tour started next week. Suddenly, Niall took a deep sigh as though he had made a decision he's been thinking about for weeks.
"Niall? What is it?"
"I've been thinking..."
"What about?"
"Us..."
"What about us..?"
"This isn't working..."
"W-what? Niall, What are you talking about?"
"We're not working.. I can't do this anymore..."
I looked at Niall With a shocked expression. Was he breaking up with me? Why? What did I do? I felt the tears stinging my eyes.
"N-Niall.. w-what are you saying...?"
"I-I.. I think we need a break..."
"B-but.. we're doing fine! What do you mean this isn't working!?"
"Don't make this harder than it already is!! I'll be leaving tomorrow.."
"Niall! What did I do!?"
"Nothing! It's just NOT working!!"
I walked over to Niall and leaned in front of him. He
turned away from my gaze.
"N-Niall... Please.. don't do this..."
"I'm sorry..."
"At least tell me What I did!! I deserve that!!"
He didn't answer me. He just turned himself around on his wheelchair and wheeled away. I stayed kneeling there in shock. Wondering if this was all just a dream. HOPING it was just a dream. This can't be real. He loves me. I love him. This can't be the end. This can't be real.
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The Unluck of the Irish
FanfictionNiall is a typical Irish boybander. He's in One Direction. Has 5 amazing best friends. He's world famous. He has a loving girlfriend where everything seems absolutely perfect. But a streak of bad luck seems to have hit them both. Following the point...
