You make me believe in love - A Niall Horan Fanfic.<3

Good Bye Dayna

This chapter isn't so good, but basically. Niall and Lauren do it;) But yeah. I have some amazing ideas for other chapters but im not in the right stage of the story yet so you will have to wait for the really interesting/dramatic chapters. But they will be worth it!

Thank you for reading, mwah. Love you.xoxo

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Laurens POV :

Days past and finally its the final day. The last day until Dayna leaves. Well she does leave today but its at 11pm. Niall wakes me up nice and early with a warm coffee and some oreos. "Good morning Beautiful" He smiles at me pushing my fringe out of my eyes and kissing my forehead with his warm soft lips. We lay together in bed snuggled in the duvet sipping coffee and playfully tickling each other now and then. All i can think about when the room falls silent is how much I'm going to miss Dayna, she became my sister and i cant live without her. 

As we arrive outside Dayna's house i can see Bertie and Dayna in the window play fighting. They turn to  face us and realise were outside and sprint to the door. As soon as is bursts open Dayna runs into me  wrapping her arms around my neck tightening her grip by the second. Then after squeezing me to death she happily skips over to Niall and does the same. "Come one you gays" She jokes pulling us into her house and slamming the door behind her. Berties face lights up as she walks back into the room his eyes twinkle then he snaps out of it and greets Niall & I. "Today isn't going to be so exciting because i need to go through some of my things and chuck them away" She bites the inside of her cheek and flashes us all a slanted smile. We nod and help her. 

After were done we all lay silent on her empty bedroom floor staring up at the ceiling gripping each others hands. A mix CD is playing in the background but my ears are numb to the sound. I'm just relaxed spending our last hour just laid together. Then as soon as i know it its time. Were all walking Dayna outside linking arms with her and singing our song. She hugs us all goodbye and tears stream slowly down her face. Then she turns to face Bertie who is trying to fake as smile but his emotions take over. He breaks down into tears and wraps his arms around her. Leaning his head deep into her neck endlessly sobbing drenching her shoulder. "Don't cry, you'll always be my number one" She assures him pressing her hand onto his chest. They both gaze into each others eyes. Dayna begins to sob now leaning into him. They kiss lovingly and as the stop Dayna slowly slides into the car and as they drive away she turns around and waves at us through the window. Bertie runs into her Barron  house and falls bashes his head against the wall. "No" He shouts. I slowly creep towards him grasping his hand and inhaling slowly. "Its OK" I try to calm him but he resists my touch. "I love her you know? More than anything" He continues sobbing sliding down the wall and onto the cold floor. 

Hours later and we arrive home. Bertie walked home by himself, he refused to let us give him as lift as he wanted to 'breath'. Niall held my hand the whole walk home and listened intently as i told him stories of my childhood. We always do cute little things like that. The best part is we both also enjoy to listen to each other. When we walk in the house is dark and lonesome again. My guess is Niall's mum is still away on work. But before i can look for a note Niall's phone begins to buzz and he tells me to hush. 

"Hello?" Niall hums down the phone.

"Hello darling" His mum quietly replies. 

"When are you coming home?" 

"That's what i called you about. I will be gone for the next three days,this is a huge project. Look i have to go now i love you hun and tell Lauren i said i love her too" 

Niall happily hangs up flashing me a unknown smile. He strolls into the kitchen and opens the cupboard pulling out a cake mix. He shakes it and looks at me with a suggestive smirk. "Want to bake?"  I nod. We both get our resources and ingredients and bake. When i open the packet of flour it puffs up into the air and onto Niall's cheeks. "Hey" He laughs playfully pushing me. We continue to mix the mixture then i see in the corner of my eye, Niall holding a load of flour in his hands. But before and i can stop him he is blowing it onto my face. I squeak and grin at him. "Your dead" I scream. Chasing him with the flour packet around the kitchen throwing it on the top of his head. Now he is covered in it. His face drops and then suddenly he grabs me by the hips pulling me into his wiping the flour of his face and onto mine. "I cant believe you did that" His voice raises turning into a joking shout. I wink at him and he playfully wiggles his eyebrows. Now he begins caressing my hair and briefly running his hands down my back. I wrap my arms around his neck and lean into a kiss. We continue kissing as we walk into the lounge. Crashing onto the sofa and he is now laid on top on me. His hands on my waist kissing my chest down to my stomach. I giggle and push him off me. "Shall we take this upstairs?" I smile slowly biting my lip rising from the sofa onto my feet offering my hand. He exhales a nervous sigh and takes my hand. "Your shaking" I state elegantly stroking his palms. "That's how you make me feel" He shrugs his shoulders leading me upstairs into his room. I sit on the bed patting the space next to me. I taste his warm lips smacked onto mine. We lay down next to each  other still kissing as i caress his neck. Niall stands up and walks over to his CD player quickly inserting a CD with all of our songs on. He turns out the lights and slowly lights some Vanilla candles because he knows that smell makes me happy. We kiss and numerous amount of times. Then it happens.

After were done we lay down next to each other holding hands and sighing happily. 

"I knew it would be perfect" He expresses tickling behind my ear and smiling deep into my eyes. "It really was" I agree. We lay there talking all night about our feelings and our best childhood memories. He told me about this time he and Sean played football in the ran for four hours and when they stopped they went for the best take away ever. I told him about the Sunday's i would spend with uncle Fred watching Peter Pan and acting it out after it was finished. I know longer felt sad when i spoke about Fred i felt happy to have experienced those memories. Instead of feeling sad for loosing the future. That's one thing Niall taught me to remember. He's good at things like that,he always knows the right things to say.