Look After You

Ch18: One Down, one to go.

A/N: So I know I said I wouldn't write in Sara's POV any more, but I felt it was necessary considering what happened last chapter! Thoughts on Haylor anyone???? 

Hope you enjoy

~BookwormGirlxxx 

Sara's POV 

I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. Looking at the poster of Niall I'd taped on the ceiling. I closed my eyes, thinking about Niall hurt too much. Heck, thinking about anything hurt too much. I sat up, and stared at my whiteboard. 

Notes were written on it, stuff like "Clean room", "Charge phone", and "Summer reading assignment :P".  But the note that caught my eye was something that Claire had written before she left. 

I love you mi amiga! Remember that whatever happens, I'll never stop being your best friend. You are the only person that understands me :) If you say that you don't want to be best friends, I'll send you a gazillion texts and calls, I'll text and call your mom, I'll send flowers, and I'll sit outside your house until you come out. 

Love forever and always, 

ur bff, 

Claire <3

I started to cry, where had we gone wrong? I lost him, and now I lost my best friend. I mean, Claire and I fought, but nothing like this. How could she cheat on Louis with Niall, the guy she knew I liked? I thought we were best friends. She said all this stuff about me being her best friend and then she pulls a stunt like this? 

I cried for a while, until my eyes were red and I was hiccuping. My phone buzzed from my nightstand and I didn't move. I just sat there, letting What Makes You Beautiful blare out into my room. After the third time, I finally picked it up. 

"Hello?" I said, my voice hoarse from sleep/crying. 

"Listen before you hang up, let me explain," a very familiar Irish voice said quickly. 

"Fine. You have three minutes starting now." I crossed my arms and glared at my Niall posters, as if the real one was standing in front of me. 

"Listen, I asked Claire to come over and help me pick out an outfit for our Skype date." He paused and I smiled despite my being mad at him. That was so cute! "I got stuck while trying on a shirt. I asked Claire to help me out... and she was... when Louis walked in." 

I sat down on my bed, crossing my legs. I was trying to process everything. I was incredibly insecure, espeically about my friendships. I was so afraid of trusting people, and I was deeply afraid of losing Claire. She was my better half. She was prettier, smarter, and funnier than me. She was everything I wanted to be. And Claire had never done anything like this before. 

"Please, even if you're mad at me, just talk to Claire. You two are meant to be best friends and she's devastated that this happened, " Niall pleaded. At that moment, my heart went out to my bestie. All she ever wanted was to be happy. Losing your boyfriend and your best friend in one day must be terrible. And strange as it was, even though I'd never met Niall, I trusted him. Call it blind trust, but I did. 

"Ok Niall. I forgive both of you.... But how can we get Claire and Louis back together?" 

He laughed now, his voice getting huskier(and sexier if I was honest with myself). "I have a plan. But I need your help. Are you busy this week?" 

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*Two days later*

*Still Sara's POV*

I stumbled off the plane with eighty five other vacationers. This was my first time flying alone, and I'd spent the entire ride freaking out about finally meeting Niall, and most importantly seeing Claire. It'd been way too long since I'd seen my best friend's face and had one of her hugs. 

The first ladies room I saw, I ran into. I quickly checked my reflection in the mirror: blond hair in a ponytail, white lacy tank top  and my favorite pair of blue shorts paired with my silver gladiator sandals. 

I took several deep breaths, trying to calm myself. It was only One Direction I was meeting. No big deal. After psyching myself out, I walked out into the crowded airport. Being 5 foot 4 sucked. I stood on my tiptoes, looking for the boys. Nothing. Not one hot guy in sight.

After ten minutes of searching, I gave up and sat down on a bench. I checked my phone, no new texts. I was along, in  a strange state, without my parents. I buried my head in my hands, trying to not cry. 

"Sara?" a guy asked, in an Irish accent. I looked up to see the boy I'd been crushing on since the X Factor video diaries. 

Yes. 

Niall Horan was grinning at me. 

I stared at him, convinced I surely was dreaming. This entire summer was probably a dream and I was going to wake up in a minute. But after a minute of his perfection still smiling at me, I returned the smile. Heck, if this was a dream, I was still going to enjoy myself. But then Niall did something that totally shocked me. He literally scooped me up and hugged me. 

I froze, but somehow managed to not freak out. I hugged him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. He was so much taller than I was! He whispered in my ear, "Is it crazy that I missed you even though we've never met?" I shook my head, trying to not cry from joy. Niall actually liked me!

"Sara?"  I broke away from the adorableness that was Niall at the sound of a voice that I knew almost as well as my own. My best friend was standing a few feet away from us, looking shocked. She looked the same, but I could tell that she was hurting. From the way her eyes looked around the airport, to her posture, which slumped more than usual. I forgot that she thought I was mad at her, so I broke free of Niall and ran to her. 

Before I could hug her, Claire grabbed my arms. She looked slightly pissed, but more relieved that I was here and obviously not mad at her. 

"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked. But before I could reply, she grabbed me and almost strangled me with one of her signature hugs. I pulled away and looked her in the eyes, as much as I could, since she was five foot ten. 

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I know that this was all a misunderstanding and I'm sorry," I said in a rush. "I got on the first plane and I want to help you get Louis back." 

Claire smiled, a real smile this time, and I knew she would be ok. Niall walked up to us and I smiled. 

"Ready, loves?" We nodded and I walked out of the airport, hand in hand with my best friend and the guy I liked, ready to fight anything... even the Sass Master from Doncaster.