Long Lost (A Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 9- Part 2

NIALL'S POV

I was so glad that it worked, well at least a little. We talked and that gave me a little dose of hope.

She turned to her side and I remembered how she did that when we were together. She would wake up with her head on my chest in the back of my car. Her curls would be a little sloppy but it looked so beautiful to me. When I told her how pretty she looked, she doubtfully looked at me, and then in the mirror. She would start complaining about how I always lied about how she looked. I wished that one day she would love herself as much as I loved her.

And that's when I wrote Little Things.

I know she could feel me looking at her by the way she awkwardly fidgeted. All I wanted to do was kiss her and have her be mine. I wanted to be in love like I was in love with her before. When we were on the run, the danger of forbidden love was so thrilling. How we ran away without anyone knowing, the thought that I had her all to myself.

I wrote Rock Me a few months before we broke up, when I was still madly in love. Summer '09 was our first time. It was so magical. That was the summer when we lived on the beach. We did so many crazy things together. I never sang her that one because I didn't finish the chords until we broke up.

When she still lived at home, together we wrote They Don't Know About Us. That was my favourite. It was the definition of our relationship. We sang it together as a duet. I remembered how beautiful her voice was. She sang like an angel. I wonder if she still sings. I would find out when she was mine again.

Louis came up to me and handed a box. "Open it. I found it in your box of really old stuff." And he mysteriously went back to his seat.

It was a rectangle shape, so probably a book or something. I ripped off the brown wrapping paper and saw it.

The scrapbook.

All the pictures Cam and I took together. From 2007 to 2010. I opened it up. The first picture was when we were 14. I had finally walked up the nerve to ask her out. I kept flipping the pages until I saw the one I took a when we left our homes together. I stared at her face pressed next to mine. I wish I could do that now without her slapping me. I flipped to the last picture. The time she surprised me by seeing me on the X-Factor. The week later, I broke up with her.

I could feel my eyes start to water. I couldn't cry. Especially not here with her next to me.

"Niall?" Cam asked. I looked at her surprised. I can't believe she talked to me. I quickly wiped my tears.

"Uh. Yeah?" I coughed.

"Are-uh you alright?" She looked down and saw the book and the picture. Her face turned white. "Is that..?" I nodded. I handed it to her and she looked at me resistantly. I could tell she didn't want to take it, but she couldn't not take it either.

She flipped to the first page and saw our first picture. She smiled a little bit. It made me smile too.

She went on and stopped at the same pictures that I did. The beach ones, the leaving ones, almost all of them.

And then she started to cry.

"You know this is really hard for me, Niall." She looked at me. I wanted to just hug her and tell her everything was going to be alright. "You and I had something so special and you broke that. With no explanation, no nothing! I had to slowly repair myself and now your back here pulling me into something I worked so hard to get away from. I'm not sure if I even did move on. I don't even know why I really cried and ran when I first saw you. I don't know if it was because I hate you so much for what you did or if it was because I missed you so much. You don't know how this feels for me. I can't fall back into your trap, Niall. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't do that to myself. It would hurt me, my job, and my friends too." By this time she was crying so much she could barely breath. I just couldn't see her like this. I hugged her and let her cry. And she didn't even pull away. She cried and I held her close, savouring the moment.

"It's not a trap, Cam. I really do need you. I realized how empty I've been without you. Please, give me another chance." I whispered in her ear.

She pulled back and looked at me, "I-I-I ca-" I interrupted her with a kiss. She didn't pull back, she was so struck by it. I relaxed and remember how this used to be us everyday. I kissed her like this was going to be the last.

Finally I let go, to make the kiss end sweet, not sour.

"One chance." I stared into her blinding eyes.

She looked at me doubtfully and sighed, "No one can sweep someone of their feet like you can, Niall Horan." She smiled. I was so in shock. I smiled and hugged her.

"I promise this will work." I wouldn't stop smiling.

"Don't make promises you can't keep." She reminded me. I promised her a lot stuff. But this time I would keep them. I had to make a promise to myself that I would keep them. I couldn't break a promise on myself or her again.

AUTHORS NOTE:

okay we are now up to date with me writing and posting so now the uploads wont be as fast. im going to go back and do small grammar edits and then i'll start writing chapter 9 part 3 and so on! i really hope you guys like it! please let me know! and tell your friends too! xx

ps: after this chapter, I'm going to do an bonus one in a POV of Claire and Harry when Niall and cam were talking. That will slowly play into the story! Working on that now! Will post soon!