Long Lost (A Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 7- Part 2

NIALL'S POV

My eyes followed the car until it disappeared.

And I thought she was coming to talk it out.

This wouldn't be as easy as I thought it would. But I won't stop until she's mine again.

I dug out a napkin and a pen and started to write.

You're so pretty, when you cry, when you cry.

Wasn't ready to hear you say goodbye.

Now you're tearing me apart, tearing me apart, you're tearing me apart

You're so London, your own style, your own style

Girl, together, we're so good, so girl why are you tearing me apart?

Tearing me apart? You're tearing me apart.

I grabbed my guitar from the trunk and started to strum out cords. I had been so dry of inspiration after I left Cameron, to right before I saw her. But now I could probably even just put a whole song together in my head.

The breakup was so...uncalled for. When I was put into One Direction, Cam called to congratulate me, and I said, "Thanks, but we're done."

Why did I say that in the first place? What was going through my head? Did I think I couldn't be in a relationship because of the X-Factor? Did I forget all the things we did together? The things I promised together? What we went through together? The sacrifices we made for each other. Why didn't I keep her? I'm such an idiot. I groaned.

In about an hour and a half, I finished the song and its chords.

I then thought how I would present the song to her. It would be sometime when she couldn't leave. Hmm...

What will Niall do hmmmmm?