Hi //: n.h (COMPLETED)

-Chapter 12- ✔️

Chapter 12

Later that day, ​I was home alone waiting for everyone to get back. ​​It's kind of nice to have some peace and ​quiet.

I decided to turn my laptop on ​and look up the latest news. I don't know how long I had been browsing for, but my eyes fell on something that made my heart freeze.

'ONE DIRECTION'S NIALL HORAN, WOMANISER?'

With a heavy heart, I clicked on the link which took me to an online gossip magasine. I know I shouldn't read the article, most of the things you find on here are really big lie​s​ anyway, but something made me read it​. So, the invisible force was forcing me to make my eyes read the words written on my screen.

#Niall Horan (21) has been quite lucky with the ladies lately​.​ Earlier this month the star was spotted​,​more than once, with singer Cora Russell (20), in a cafe and having a midnight walk... ​Very romantic.

But it seems that the pair's short lived romance has come to an end, as last night ​Horan​,​ was spotted partying with Hungarian fashion model and actress, Barbara Palvin (21). A photo was then ​released of the pair looking very cosy.

When asked about their relationship, Barbara kept us in the dark by saying 'A lady never tells', but by saying this,​ the star caused an uproar of twitter hate/love.

So what does it seem like to you? What couple do you prefer? Please leave your thoughts down below or contact us...#

I quickly shut the window down, and put my head in between my hands.

Why did it even bother me that much? It's not like Niall and I are actually dating, we are just friends. No strings attached, we both agreed. He was free to do whatever he wanted with other girls, but somehow I felt betrayed and hurt.

No strings attached.

But then why,​ does it hurt so much that he​'s​ having fun with another woman?

No strings attached, but maybe some were.

It seems like nothing is right in my life anymore.​ I've been trying to do everything right and I've made sure to bubble wrap my heart so it doesn't get hurt anymore, but somehow that hasn't really worked against a certain Irish boy.

I slammed my laptop shut and ran upstairs. I walked into my parents' room and found my dad's old guitar.

I took it and wrapped the strap around my shoulders. I found a pen and paper before I made my way back downstairs.

I sat down on the brown leather sofa and started strumming the chords aimlessly until I found a tune I liked.

"The sun is filling up the room, and I can hear you dreaming. Do you feel the way I do, right now?" It started out as just a hum, but then the hum turned into words and the words into lyrics.

I took out my phone and clicked the recording app. I sang the first bit again and then to my biggest amazement, the rest just came flooding out.

"I wish we would just give up, 'cause the best part is falling. Calling anything but love.

And I will make sure to keep my distance, say I love you when they're not listening, how long, can we keep this up, up, up?

Please don't stand so close to me, I'm having trouble breathing. I'm afraid of what you'll see, right now. I'll give you everything I am, all my broken heartbeats. Until I know you'll understand.