Black And White : A Niall Horan Fanfiction

25.

The next night Barry let me leave work early for once because it was my birthday. Well, early for me at least. It was around 12:30 when I unlocked my front door and walked into my living room. My step brother Tyler stared at the TV in excitement. When he saw me he grabbed the remote and paused what he was watching.

"Your home early," Tyler said.

"Your up late," I fired back.

I'd never gotten on with him too well. He was 3 years younger than me. I was 8 when my dad married his mum, Carol. We would play together sometimes when we were little but it would always end in one of, sometimes both of us, crying so over the years we just tried to keep away from eachother as much as possible. It was difficult though because we lived in the same house. My dad would always ask me to try and be nicer to him but I was stubborn and refused.

"Do my dad and Carol know your up?" I asked him while pulling my coat off.

"I don't know. They went to bed like an hour ago," Tyler said and clicked play on the remote. I went back to the porch to hang up my coats and put my shoes away.

"Tyler you should probably go to bed. You have school tomorrow," I said as I walked back into the living room.

"Nah I'll just skip school tomorrow," Tyler said not taking his eyes off the TV.

"Tyler you can't do that," I argued.

"Can."

"Can't."

"Can."

"Can't."

"Can."

"Can't."

"Can."

"OK fine whatever. I'm going to bed," I gave up trying to win our silly argument. He didn't say anything after that so I left the room and made walked up the stairs to my room.

As I open the door to my room Evie, my pug, hopped out her bed and waddled towards me. I shut my door and bent down to pick her up. I always gave her cuddles when I got home, no matter how tired I was. Evie was my dog, no one else's. I payed for her all by myself and I payed for all her food and vet bills and equipment all myself. After about 10 minutes of stroking and cuddling her, I put her back down to get changed.

I undressed and threw my uniform onto my chair that stood by my dressing table. When I had gotten into comfy pyjamas I began digging around in my hand bag looking for my phone.

"Ugh where is it?" I said to myself quietly. Eventually I give up and empty the whole bag out onto my bed. My eyes spotted it and I snatched it up. A small piece of paper got stuck in between my hand and my phone. I walk over to the huge bean bag in the corner of my room and through myself onto it. There was a small ramp on the side of it for evie to walk up and sure enough, she came and nestled into my lap.

I looked closely at the paper. It was crumpled and ripped on corner but I managed to make out the words.

I can't stop thinking about u.
Call me 06745 894266
Please.
From Niall

I immediately remembered the day I found it on the floor in mine and Liv's hotel room in New York. I looked at for a good 5 minutes before unlocking my phone and dialling the number. My finger hovered over the ring button. I shut my eyes and pressed the green button. I took a deep breath and raised the phone to my ear, praying Niall picked up.

"Hello?" said a muffled voice from the phone. I smiled as a wave of relief washed over me. It was Niall.