Forgotten (Niall Horan fanfiction)

Introduction

Hi guys. So this is my new fanfiction. I'm putting the other fan fiction on pause because I wanted to make a different one. Sorry for the short chapter, this was just an introduction. Hope you enjoy <3

~Selena

Samantha's p.o.v

Four years ago...four fucking years ago. He left me for four years. He left when I needed him the most. He knew what I was going through, no mother, no father, lived alone, depressed and yet he left. He left his best friend, and chased after his dreams. He became famous, he promised he'd call me, he promised he'd visit me, he promised. He fucking promised And yet...he never did any of that. 'I will always remember you' he said.

'You won't be forgotten' he said...

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Hi. My name is Samantha Collins. Call me Sammy for short. I'm 20 years old and live in a flat, on my own. My parents died in a car Crash, yup. I loved them so much, but they are gone now. Anyway, enough about my parents. I'm from Mullingar, Ireland. I know what your thinking, OMG THATS WHERE NIALL HORAN IS FROM! Yeah, your right. And guess what? I'm his friend, well, WAS his friend. Before he left for the X-factor, we always used to hang out. He lived right across the block from me. He would always take me on picnics and stuff like that, but that doesn't happen anymore. You see, Niall got put in a band called one direction, obviously you know that, and when that happened, he promised lots of things to me. I always thought Niall was the kind of guy to keep his promises, but now I know he's not.

the band started to get noticed in other countries, made their first album, interviews, concerts, then became the hottest boy band on the planet.

And i was just sitting at home struggling to get through life, without my parents or Niall beside me. When I was sad, Niall was there. When I was lonely, Niall was there. when I was angry, Niall was there, but now, he's not.

He's probably forgotten about me. He never texts, calls, or even visits me.

He hasn't got any time for me.

He doesn't care about me anymore. I think to myself

And maybe I should start to do the same....