Drag Him Down

Chapter one

" Stop worrying so much everything is going to be ok! You are going to have a blast!" my friend Lizzie, assures me on the phone after i express my worries about seeing Niall after a year of only texts, FaceTime, and occasionally letters as communication.

" You're right " i sigh " I should go so I don't run late" i say picking at my nails.

" haha! you're never late silly, but i don't want you to be so i'll let you go, have a good time ok?"

"thank you, and i will!" i say and then hang up. i take a deep breath and go into my bathroom to shower and get ready. After my shower i stare at my closet in awe. why do i never have any clothes? after a few minutes of searching i decide on light blue high waisted jeans and a white-floral cami that compliments my tan ( which is probably the only cool thing about my body to be completely honest) i'm short like extremely. short. i'm barely even 5'1. I have a pretty normal build i'm skinny but not like Kendall Jenner skinny and i have long brown hair. my eyebrows are my biggest insecurities, not because they look bad that look really good they look really good because I draw them on that's the insecurity.

When i was 11 i was diagnosed with alopecia. To sum it up easily alopecia is ( in my case ) due to stress the body starts to think hair follicles are foreign and they attack them. yay. To put the Cherry on top when i was 15 i was diagnosed with severe anxiety so double yay. The anxiety definitely doesn't help anything when i start getting nervous i start thinking about losing hair and then i get even MORE nervous and everything goes into flames from there but after all these years i can control it all petty well (thanks to therapy we love her). Surprisingly i've never lost enough hair on my scalp for it to be noticeable so i don't have to tell many people so i don't. i've told 6 people not including my parents and relatives/close family friends and i'd like to keep it that way. i just don't want to deal with the sympathy looks.

that's were Niall sort of comes in, before i told him about my alopecia, it haunted me everyday and controlled my life. Niall didn't find out until we were thirteen and he caught me crying in my bathroom trying to put fake eyelashes on. and ever since then he has been the most supportive person in the world.

"shit" i mutter to myself thinking i'm late but when i look at the clock i actually have a half and hour until we are meeting up at the café downtown. eh i'm still going to leave now so there is no way possible i'm late.

The drive is only 10 minutes so i have 20 minutes to spare, i sit at one of the tables in front of the café and scroll through my phone. about 20 something minutes later i'm almost at the bottom of my feed when i hear a familiar Irish accent " Carolyn!!!" i look up and see the blonde haired boy running towards me from a cab.

" Niall!" i squeal and meet him in the middle and he picks me up in the hug and we stand there for a few seconds just hugging and laughing because we are so excited to see each other. we both have very loud and abnormal laughs so people keep stopping and staring at us but i really don't care. i have no anxiety when i'm with Niall. we pull away and look at each other for a few seconds before we laugh at ourself because we look the same as we both did the last time we video chatted two weeks ago. we go inside, order, and sit down.

" So hows everything been since the last time
we talked?" he asks.

" good! me and Jared had our 6 month anniversary a few days ago, but he wanted to go out with his mates so we did" i say bitterly at the end. Niall just kind of gives me a weird look so i quickly change the subject " uh- um on a different note Dana and Lizzie are having a party in a few weeks since their birthdays are close together and they're turning 21, are you guys still gonna be here then?" i ask.

" yeah! we are staying for two and a half weeks! we convinced the big bosses to give a bit of a break" he says excitingly.

" that's awesome!" i exclaim " so you guys aren't going to be very busy..." i trial off hoping he gets the hint.

he gives me a knowing look " a few interviews about the album towards the end but that's it." me gives me a mischievous simile, uh oh. "plenty of time for you to meet the boys!"

" how about n-"

" oh come on pleaseeee we've known each other for 10 years now and these guys mean a lot to me " he begs. i think about it, i mean he's right they mean a lot to him and it's honestly selfish of me refusing to meet them but i get really bad anxiety meeting new people especially 4 international pop stars.

i've only been so lucky not having to meet them is because we both have busy schedules and last time i was on the wrong anxiety medication so i was vomiting uncontrollably but the boys don't know that so they thought i had a family emergency yes!

wait no- being on the wrong medication and getting out of social situations is NOT good! i have no excuse this time and honestly i'm in such a good place so yeah, psh i can handle this!

" ok i'll meet them!" i say smiling

" awesome!" he says a little too loudly causing people around us to jump. he gives them a apologetic look and grabs my hand to drag me out all the while talking.

" this is great! we can take your car so if you get too nervous you can just drive home! i took a taxi anyways so it'll be ok! i'm so glad you'll get to meet the boys, Louis was seriously doubting your existence and teasing me about it it was funny or whatever for a while but now it's mean and annoying i love him he's my brother but still-" i cut him off

" Nialler! it's ok! i'm excited too, but are we going now?"

" uh yeah i kinda told them you were coming" he admits shyly. i facepalm but i quickly re gain my composure it's ok i reassure myself i can handle this!

" alright let's go" i say calmly and we get into my car, Niall driving since he knows the way, the drive to their house is longer than my route so we spend the time singing to the radio and laughing about old times. I'm completely relaxed by the time we get to the house they are staying at for the two and a half weeks they are staying here.

It's surprisingly simple it's just a a white two story house with cute flowers lining up and down the house and a pond with little fishes. "cute " i giggle.

" not cUtE it's just supposed to throw off the press!" Niall explains. we both laugh and walk up to the front door which is on a patio with nice patio furniture.

he looks towards me for reassurance and i nod towards the door and smile so he opens it and walks in, me trailing behind him nervously.