Little Black Dress (NIALL HORAN)

Stacy

"You think she'll like this?" Louis said showing us a pink shirt he got for Eleonore for their anniversary.

"Not a wise gift for such occassion" I said flipping the pages of the magazine I'm holding.

"I don't know what to give her, I run out of ideas"

"Just give her flowers and chocolates or a bag" Liam suggested.

"Already done that"

"Then buy her something that would make her remember why she fell inlove with you" I said unconsciously. I'm a hopeless romantic but I don't usually share my ideas to others.

"Like what Niall? Lets make your past girlfriend for example, what did you give her?" Harry asks.

"Why me? I'm not the one celebrating an anniversary"

"Coz you haven't really talked about it, so maybe its time"

"Yeah, I saw you still keep a picture of her in your phone" Louis blurted.

"Really? How does she look like?" Liam asks.

"Blonde with green eyes, smokin'."

"Ooooohhhh"

"Tell us about her" says Harry.

"That was long ago, even before we guys met"

"Still not a reason for you not to tell"

"If you won't then you'll be cleaning the toilet" Liam said. We have this silly punishment in times like this and I'd rather die than do it.

"Her name's Stacy and we dated for two years, end of story"

"C'mon there's gotta be more than those information"

"I don't wanna talk about it okay?"

"I can sense grudge" says Zayn

"Say whatever you want but I'm not talking"

They usually don't fry me like this but since I'm the only one single in the group they made it a point to make my lovelife a topic and its annoying. I decided to go to the studio first, its not that I'm being overly dramatic but yeah, I am.

I'm glad we had dinner out after the rehearsals, now I won't be worried about hunger. Yeah, I eat a lot and I'm not kidding when I say alot. In a private restaurant we decided to go,not that we don't want to socialize coz we do love our fans but we're just too tired. We were seated in a round table with me across Paige and Harry. Too bad Eddie's not here to join us. I don't usually get jealous if I see couples but looking at them makes me wonder how it feels. Its been so long since the last time I smiled like Harry. For ages I forgot how it feels to have my heart pounding, I never get the excitement of seeing someone's eye and be contented by just looking at it. I miss how a simple smile from my girl can lift me up. Its a choice to be alone and stay single now coz as what I said I'm waiting but what if she's doing the same. If we're both waiting for each other's path to cross will we ever meet?

I went straight home after dinner. My bedroom's a little fix now but some boxes are still waiting for my attention. I look for the box that say's Top Secret and took the little case. This case may not be of value to anyone but for me it means life. I hide things here that are too sentimental for me to throw but too embarrassing for me to show. Its a red rectangular box with a lock, the key I made as a pendant so you'll have my dead body before you can open this.

Searching.. searching till I found it. The little piece of black string tied in a knot to form a ring. Everytime I look at it, its a reminder of the past when I finally understand what love is.

Some would say love them all and choose one later but for me what's the use of telling the girl you love her if you mean temporary. I have nothing against players but hey, love is not a game.

Stacy was my girlfriend. The first and last so far. We met in the church, I saw her one day when mom and Nana brought me. She has this bright green eyes that sparkles, a cute pair of dimples everytime she smiles and a long blonde hair. I was attracted the first time I saw her, she made Sunday mass more interesting. Then I made it to a point not to miss mass and saw here everytime sitting on the same spot. She glances at me like what I do but I never had the courage to approach her.

Then one day in school, I was sophomore and was assigned to help in welcoming the freshman and there I saw her. She noticed me like I did notice her but still we haven't talked.

It remained like that for days, to weeks. We bumped into each other in school and church but just that.

It was one of the darkest days in my life when she finally talked to me, the day my mom died. I was standing on the egde of the school's rooftop about to end the pain I felt after my mom left but she showed up and hold me, telling me everything will be okay. Later we became friends. She promised to be there if I need a shoulder to cry on and she kept her promise. Then the friendship grew into something more. Stacy taught me how to love. She was my everything. Why did it end? I didn't even know. All I remember is I backed out, I let here down. In a fake marriage arranged by our friends I was not able to say I do, I ran away. Its funny coz its was just "fake marriage" but when I looked into Stacy's eyes it was far from fake. I got scared, I hesitated myself. I don't know if I can keep my vows. I love her there's no doubt about that but I can't be committed to her and the best way to escape is for me run. That was the last day I saw her, the last time I saw Stacy.