Tonight's Cloudy Sky (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

A very wise man once said that- when it came to life- you never knew what you were going to get. It's a sort of philosophy for Amelia, who's experienced her fair share of downs and is currently waiting for the ups. And when they finally do come to her... well, what goes up must come back down.
*WARNING- CURSING*

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27. Feel Better

 

It was Christmas Eve’s eve and we hadn’t even noticed. All that we could think about was the boy’s leave today. The only reason I found out was because mum called, asking who was coming where to spend the holidays. Of course I demanded that they come to London because it would take my mind off of things and it would be Ryan’s first time in the big city.

I was over at Niall’s apartment and it looked the same as the other times I had come over- there weren’t boxes stacked at the door and it was as messy as ever.

“I packed yesterday before I came over to yours.” He explained. “I don’t really need much- just some clothes and a toothbrush. Oh, and my mobile charger.”

I nodded, looking around the room. Meredith and Janessa had already gone to the tour buses waiting outside with Louis and Harry, while the others were still dishing out their goodbye’s as well.

“This really sucks,” I said honestly, leaning against the wall and rubbing my temples. “I thought it would last longer, but it wasn’t long enough. I mean it really sucks.”

His arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a hug. “We’ll be okay. I promise, Amelia. It’s just a couple months around Europe and then I’ll be home in London and we can spend the rest of our lives together.”

“The rest of our lives?” I looked up at him, smiling. “Are you serious?”

“Shit.” He groaned, squeezing his eyes together. “I’m horrible at keeping secrets. Even my own.”

Niall reached into his jumper pocket and brought out a small box. He held up his hands, begging to explain before I jumped to drastic conclusions. Too late- already done. My heart was beating incredibly fast and it was all I could to do stop myself from running down the falls screaming.

“I love you. I’m sure of it. Now, I know we’re both much too young for marriage just yet, but I know that I definitely want to marry you one day.” He popped the box open. “This is a promise ring; I promise that I’ll stay with you forever… if you’ll have me.”

I covered my mouth and tears threatened to spill. I nodded quickly and watched as he pulled out the silver band. I moved my shaking hand to meet his and he slid it on- a perfect fit.

“HERE COMES THE BRIDE!”

“ALL DRESSED IN WHITE!”

I jumped and reached for Niall, shocked. Suddenly everyone bombarded us, the girls flocked to me and the boys clapped Niall on the back.

“Finally!” I managed to hear amongst the chatter. “He’s been waiting to do that basically since he met you!”

“It’s made him a right nervous wreck!”

“Afraid you’d say no- bless!”

I looked over at him, smiling like I was mental. He shrugged as our eyes connected. This feeling that grew inside of me- it felt like permanence. Before, there was always the chance of change with Niall. But now… I knew for certain that we were going to be together for the rest of our lives.

They all settled down and a wave of reality came upon us, accompanied with sadness. We walked out of the flat and down to the lift; the boy’s tour bus was outside, waiting to take them away. Their first performance was tomorrow morning a couple of cities over. We’d all promised to Skype each other whenever possible, though it wasn’t quite the same as actually seeing the boys.

Niall’s hand was gripped in mine as we went through the lobby- we were a quiet crowd of ten. There were a few sniffles as we neared the entrance. My heart dropped to my stomach and my feet felt like dead weights.

Six months. I would have to go six months without being able to see Niall. Maybe, if we were lucky, they would get a break and come back to London. But I didn’t dare get my hopes up.

“It’ll be alright,” Niall whispered to me and I could hear the other boys say the same. “It’ll fly by. I promise.”

I nodded and wiped a few tears away that had managed to fall. My chin quivered and my heart drummed in my chest. We reached the door. It was glass, so I could see outside. There weren’t any fans, though it was to be expected because nobody really knew where they lived.

We now stood next to the buses, the cold air whipping my hair around. He looked as beautiful as ever, his bright blue eyes looking down into mine. He smiled a little, cupping my cheek with his warm palm.

Niall leaned closer and kissed my forehead.  “I’ll still love you more than ever.” 

~*~

I sat up and calmed my breath. I had been dreaming about that day again. I shook my head. Niall had left a week ago and I hadn’t left the flat since.

Everyone was moping and moaning about it, and Christmas wasn’t really the same. Mum and Ryan left the day after Boxing Day and while they were here I felt okay- not as alone and abandoned. But when they left, all those nice feelings went with them.

Niall called me every day, as promised, and in that short time my heart is whole. Then we hang up and he goes to perform and I go to sleep.

Meredith occasionally came to my room with a tub of birthday cake ice cream and a chick flick, but her eyes are always red. Mattie tries to act mature and put together, but every time she comes into my room with a meal or other necessities, her chin quivers when she talks as if she’s keeping all her emotions locked tightly inside. Janessa’s perpetually on her phone texting Harry and she seems the most emotionally stable of us all. And all day, every day, I can hear Avatar and One Direction playing in Ariel’s room- she rarely makes herself known to us anymore.

And then there’s me. My natural habitat is now my bed and if I had it my way the only source of nutrients I consumed would be ice cream, sausage rolls and a whole lot of Cadbury chocolate. But Mattie worked like clockwork and every day at 10 o’clock, 12 o’clock and 7 o’clock she would bring me something good to eat. We all had our methods of dealing (or not dealing), and that was Mattie’s.

There was a quiet rapping on my door, which I could immediately identify as Janessa. Her coping mechanism was mostly denial and ignorance. Practically every hour she would come up with a something for us to do to get us out of the flat and “behave like normal people”, as she put it. And every time, one of us would tell her how stupid the idea sounded and she would return to her room to text Harry.

“What, Janessa.” I said blankly, hoping that my tone would send her away. Instead, she came in.

“Now, don’t you dare argue because everyone else has agreed. We’re getting out of here and into the real world.” She walked over to my bed and stripped the warm duvet from my bare legs.

“Hey!” I struggled to pull them back but Janessa threw them on the floor.

“No, Amelia. Even Meredith’s agreed.” She turned to my closet and turned on the light. “We’re going shopping. It’ll be fun!”

Janessa picked a plain black shirt and a pair of maroon corduroys for me to wear out.

“I have no say in this? What about unanimocity?”

She sighed and held up three fingers. “One- that’s not a real word. Two- I don’t care about it being unanimous, because I’ve already got the majority. And three- I expect to see you out in the family room showered, dressed, wearing what I’ve given you in thirty minutes.”

Janessa left, not giving me time to argue back. I sat for a few seconds, spinning the promise ring around on my finger. Niall wouldn’t want this for me- to be cooped up in my room moping over him. He would probably want me to do something, right?

I got up and dragged myself to the shower. I was done in a few minutes and then dressed. It was a few days past the New Year and bloody freezing outside, so I grabbed a jumper and the pair of Doc Martins I wore my first time in London. Not bothering with makeup or doing anything to my hair, I left the solitude of my room to find everyone waiting for me.

“You look rough,” Meredith laughed when she saw me and patted me on the back. Everyone else was smiling a bit and looked presentable… and then there was me. “Don’t worry. Shopping will make you feel so much better.”

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