Right next to You - One Direction

Nana is a 16 year old girl, better known as Niall Horan's girlfriend. Their relationship is totally fine, but what happens when reality starts to reach and prevent their dreamy-love-life? When a tragic event turns upside down on their daily routine? Will they stick together or face the fact that they have to let go? Read "Right next to You" to find out! Also, I wanna thank Ditte Hallenberg very much for helping me out, she's absolutely amazing.


11. Nothing's fine, I'm torn

Adele - "Don't you Remember"


If this were a movie, the sun would've looked out from between the dark rainy sky, and Niall would run back to me in slow motion, and hug me. Greg would be healed, and we would live happily ever after. But when I looked outside the window, I saw the dark sky, and I realised that the sun wouldn’t shine, and that this wasn't a movie, but reality. Niall wouldn't run back to me.


The hallway seemed so white and cold. First now I noticed the horrible smell. I recognised it, and thought some years back.


When my sister was 19 years old, she came out of a fire accident. She came close to losing her life, but luckily she was strong enough to survive. She went through many operations (and she still does), and as time passed by, she looked more and more like herself again. I remember when I visited her, just after she had had a surgery in the face.


It all came back to me, when I sniffed this smell. It was the smell of hospital. It was the smell of sorry, misery and death. Normally, it would also have been the smell of Sussie, my sister, and her struggle, but now also Greg and, worst of all, also the smell of Niall’s and my relationship’s end.


To be honest, I didn't cry the entire flight home. Not because I wasn’t hurt, ‘cause I was. I’d never, in my entire life, felt this much pain from my chest, but I just couldn’t. The tears wouldn't be enough, to describe how heartbroken I was right now. My head was almost exploding of all the thoughts flying around in my head.


When I closed my eyes, I saw Greg in the bed and Niall beside him, so I couldn't sleep either. I could only wait and keep thinking:


HOW was I supposed to tell it to the boys? Would they turn their backs on me? Maybe never talk to me anymore? Or worst of all, just assume that it was me who broke up with him, without even hearing my part of the story? What would happen to our friendship?


When I opened my eyes again I was completely soaked in sweat. Nightmares I guess.


Well, at least I got a little sleep, I thought.


There was only 10 minutes left of the plane ride. The last couple of minutes, I tried to think of a way to handle it all. I closed my eyes, prayed for the press not knowing anything yet, and before I knew it, we were out of the plane, and were picking up our luggage.


I carried my bag outside of the airport, and sat down on a bench. I didn't know where to go. I didn't have a home, or a place to feel safe.


For the first time after the break up, I cried. I shouldn't have, 'cause now I couldn't stop. I felt so alone in the crowd. Like I was the only one left behind in this lonely world. So many people walking around me, and I just sat there in the middle of everything crying my heart out. It felt like my heart was literally broken.


just sat there, and waited in an hour or two. I had to find a place where I could stay, until I could afford my own apartment. I had no idea of what to do, but when I wiped the many tears away from my cheeks, I noticed a black blurry name on my hand. I immediately thought back at the girl I always turns too and I'm thankful that I wrote her name on my hand earlier; DITTE!

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