I Slipped On My Mini Dress, Letting My Curves Show Perfectly. My Friend Nichole Helped Zip Me Up. She Walked Up To My Closet And Grabbed A Pair Of High Heels.
Nichole: "Here"
I Slipped On The Shoes And Walked In Front Of The Mirror. I Turned Around And Let My Curls Fall Behind My Back.
Me: "I Don't Feel Like Going Out"
Nichole Sighed And Took My Hand Making Me Sit Down Next To Her On My Bed.
Nichole: "It's Been 3 Months Ever Since Niall Has Gone, You Haven't Gone Out Once"
My Eyes Started Getting Hot And Watery. I Missed Niall, Me Without Him Is Like Jersey Shore Without Tans, Wasn't Possible. I Laid Down On The Bed And Wiped My Tears Off My Cheeks. Nichole Laid Down Beside Me.
Nichole: "You Need To Get Out, Your Gonna End Up Being Depressed"
I Looked At Her, Her Eyes Were Exactly Like Harry's. Green Like The Trees. She Took Her Finger And Wiped My Tears Off My Face.
Nichole: "Please? For Me?"
I Got Up And Grabbed My Purse. I Nodded My Head And Walked Out Of The Bedroom. I Could Feel Her Smiling As She Followed Me Out The Front Door. Of Course, Being Niall's Girlfriend, Camera Men Were Everywhere. Flashing My Face. Asking Me Questions That I Didn't Want To Answer. I Pushed Through All The Lights And Got In My Car. Nichole Got In After I Did And Locked The Doors.
Nichole: "How Do You Put Up With Them?"
I Sighed: "I Do It For Niall"
She Gave Me Her Sorry Look. I Started The Engine And Drove To The Club. I Never Really Went To The Club Unless I Was With Niall, So This Is New For Me. Your Probably Thinking "Emily Is So Weird" Or "She's So Clingy". I Wasn't Like This Before. When I First Met Niall, I Was Shy. I Wouldn't Always Be Next To Him, But As Time Started Flying He Would Always Be With Me. Which Caused Me To Always Wanna Be With Him. So Now That He's Gone, I Stay In Bed And Waste My Tears. I Know, Pathetic. I Parked On The Other Side Of The Club. We Got Out And Showed Our VIP Passes. They Let Us Through, As Girls Started Realizing Who I Was.
Nichole: "Yay, Your In The Club"
She Grabbed My Hands And Pulled Me To The Dance Floor. She Started Shaking Her Hips And Lifted Her Hands Up In The Air. I Just Stood There, Looking At Everyone Who Was Dancing. A Guy Came Behind Me And Started Grinding On Me, Grabbing My Waist. I Started Moving In Perfect Sync With Him. It Wasn't Cheating, Kissing Him Would Be Cheating But I Was Only Dancing With Him. The Bass Was Loud And Hard, Lights On And Off Every Second. We Started Jumping To The Music. I Felt My Phone Buzzing In My Bra. I Took It Out And Looked At The Caller ID. I Started Running Out Of The Club And Answered The Phone.
Me: "Hello?"
Niall: "Hey Baby"
Tears Started Rolling Down My Cheeks, Sobs Started Escaping My Mouth.
Niall: "Please Don't Cry"
Me: "It's Hard Not To"
It Was Silent Over The Phone. I Could Hear Him Breathing Softly Through The Phone.
Niall: "It's Been 3 Months, Do You Know What That Means?"
Me: "No"
Niall: "I'm Coming Home Tomorrow"
My Lips Curved Making A Smile Appear. My Baby Was Finally Coming Home Tomorrow.
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Not So Easy (Niall Fan Fiction)
FanficHello, My Name Is Emily Johnson. I'm 16 And I'm Currently In London With My Boyfriend And His Band. His Name Is Niall Horan, You All Know Who He Is, He's The Blonde Irish Sex God. Although He's More Than That, He's Everything You Could Ever Ask For...