You never realize how short the time you have with someone is until it's gone. I realized this at the young age of 6, when my parents left for work that morning without so much as a goodbye. I guessed it never crossed their mind to wake me up and tell me they loved me, but to them, to everyone, it was just another 8 hours of work at the World Trade Center . But it was September 11 2001, the day when thousands of people lost their lives, including my parents. --------------------------------------------------- This is a 1D/Niall Horan Fan-fiction

Description: Just a very short story about a girl called Georgia who woke up at night to a dripping noise but not knowing what it was and not knowing where it was coming from..