Sorry it took so long! I just really wanted this to be perfect
I didn't realize when we got off the plane in LA that it had actually hit me. My first tour with Niall was over and I had to go back home.
After I got better Niall managed to finish every single place on the map we missed giving me a full recovery that we only had to sacrifice maybe a week to accomplish. It was honestly the best time I had.
Gemma had been arrested in France after she tried to break into the backstage area attempting to kill me once and for all. I never got my true understanding with my sister. Why did she want me dead? Why did she kill Desmond and why was she so crazy?
In her police report she tried to play innocent as if she wasn't a crazy bitch. Her deranged thoughts eventually got her life in a mental facility somewhere in Bangkok far away from me. With that being said my family was finally behind me. Gemma being away from all technology and my dad being dead. Everything was finally settling and go away leaving me rested.
The record label finally welcomed Niall as he was after he had told me what happened in the meeting. They granted him access to his own album releasing and let him deal with his coming out his way. He was finally happy and content with being out. I was still teaching him how to deal with hate and fans who decided to leave him behind. It was all okay in the end because your true fans will love you no matter what.
"Home sweet home!" I hear Louis say once we all reached outside. The boys were all being rowdy and playing around as we reached the parking lot to go towards our cars to head home when I felt my heart drop. As I watched the boys walk to their cars I realized I had to go back to my run down apartment and get ready to spend my first check on finding a new place and car.
"Great." I grumble irritated with the fact that I have to go home by myself before Christmas holiday.
Christmas is a family holiday filled with cheer and glee with the spirit of giving and receiving with some fat white guy invading peoples homes to give you gifts you didn't ask for like toothpaste or school clothes.
At least that's what I got.
"Hey! Styles gone so soon?" I hear an Irish accent calling after me. I turn to look towards my beloved boyfriend while I was holding my bag of clothes, guitar case in my hand and keys and phone in the other.
"Oh hey babe." I smile before he frown at the sight of my keys in my hand. He looks at me with confusion in his beautiful blue eyes.
"Where are you going?" He asks cocking his head to the side his beaning slowly sliding off his head to reveal his blonde hair.
"Ohh! Yeah I- um yeah I'm going home." I smile nervously before looking down at my keys then back to him to see him roll his eyes.
"No you're going to Ireland." He says and I smile shaking my head confused on what the hell my boyfriend was talking about.
"No I don't live in Ireland, Niall. I live in LA." I say uneasily.
"Uh yes you are. We're going to see my mum for Christmas." He laughs before reaching out and grabbing my hand. "You didn't think I was going to let you spend the holidays alone, did you?" He asks me covering my hand with his remaining hand.
"Well uh. No." I answer breathing out into a bright smile.
"Tomorrow we hop on another flight to go to Mullingar." He smiles and I smile back at him. He gestures for my hand before reaching over and kissing my cheek making me blush under his touch.
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Just A Kid || Narry AU
Humor"I need this job. Badly." He paces and looks over to me, biting his lip leaving me hungry for an answer. "Can you play the guitar?" And so it began
