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.


22. The Truth



“So, you and Niall, eh?” I smiled at my best friend as she sat at the table across from me. The boys had just left about an hour ago and Amelia had gone to take a shower. She looked absolutely knackered, and I was so happy that she was finally settling down and becoming more secure about herself. But, no matter what, I always had that horrible reminder in the back of my head. I just wished it weren’t true. Still, I put on a brave face and acted like I didn’t have a care in the world.

“We totally called it!” Ariel called from the kitchen as she ate her way through whatever leftovers we had.

Amelia blushed and rolled her eyes before turning back to me, smirking wickedly. “So, you and Louis, eh?”

I leaned back, smiling at the thought of him. “A lady never kisses and tells.”

“Yeah, that’s true, but I don’t see any ladies around, so tell us!” Mattie strolled in from her bedroom and I gasped jokingly at her comment.

“What ever do you mean?” I raised a hand to my chest in mock shock and Mattie smiled, sitting next to Amelia.

“Just spill the beans already!” Ariel yelled, sounding like her mouth was filled with food.

“Come on, you are among friends!” Janessa laughed from where she sat on the couch, watching the tellie.

I resisted the urge to snort at the irony, completely forgetting about all my troubles for one second as I joked around with my best friends. “Like you can talk, little misses kiss-and-flirt-with-Harry-Styles-all-night-long! We all saw!”

Janessa turned a brilliant shade of pink and we all cracked up, though Amelia was hiding it better than others.

“Don’t change the subject, Meredith.” Amelia laughed at me. “Or any of you, for that matter! I saw that you all got a little taste of One Direction last night.”

I couldn’t contain it- I let out a loud howl of laughter, clapping at what Amelia just said. “Don’t ever say that again!” I managed to say between fits of laughter. “That was SO wrong!”

“Bad, Amelia, just bad!” Mattie chuckled, pocking Amelia’s side.

“Ah, ignore what I just said! But it’s true! I saw you all with a certain boy doing certain things!” Amelia smirked at us all, her arms crossed. We all looked at one another, not really sure what to say.

 “Uh, no comment.” I picked up the glass of diet coke in front of me and took a sip. I really didn’t want to talk about relationships at the moment- especially because of what I know. It affected all of us.

“Alright, well what can we talk about?” Amelia asked, raising her eyebrows.

“Let’s talk about the fact that you’re going to marry Niall and have twenty four Irish babies!?” Ariel cheered as she walked over to the table carrying a bag of crisps.

I shuddered internally at another mention of relationships; why couldn’t we talk about something else?

“I want to go watch Angels Take Manhattan again- anyone care to join?” I stood up from the table, heading for the tellie. Janessa moaned as she switched off her program and made her way to the recorded shows menu.

“Meredith, do whatever you want, but you do know that you’re going to end up in tears in the end, right?” Mattie advised me, watching me with a very judgmental stare as I sat down next to Janessa.

“Yeah, I know.” I shrugged and turned to the tellie.

“Are you alright?” Amelia asked, throwing herself down next to me. “You seem really… sad.”

“It’s nothing that can’t wait.” I answered, but really it was the complete opposite. She had to know- they all did. But I didn’t want to tell them and ruin their moods. Ever since the concert, everyone has been so happy. And the more we got to know the boys, the more the secret was bugging me.

“Okay,” Amelia answered and turned back to the show. She was so innocent, so trusting. It would be completely over soon, and it broke my heart.


“You are creating fixed time. I will never be able to see you again.”

“I’ll be fine. I’ll be with him.”

“Amy, please. Just- come back into the Tardis. Come along Pond, please.”

“Raggedy man… goodbye.”

Suddenly, the tellie switched off and Amelia was standing with the remote in her hand. “Alright- I think that’s enough of that, don’t you think? It’s a bit depressing. No idea why I watched this with you.”

I nodded silently, stray tears pushing their way out of my eyes. Why didn’t we watch a happy episode? I knew why- because I needed to be able to show on the outside how I was feeling on the inside without being asked why.

Mattie, who had joined us a few minutes after the episode started, turned to Amelia, who was seated now. “I don’t want to feel all depressed anymore. Let’s talk about something happy.”

“What do you have in mind?” Amelia asked, and I didn’t add to the conversation. I was too busy staring at the opposite wall, thinking about what I read on Twitter. It was all I could think about, for some reason.

“Niall, perhaps?” Mattie shrugged and I didn’t pay attention to Amelia’s answer. I knew she had agreed because Mattie started clapping cheerily.

I tuned most of the conversation out as I thought to myself. I thought about Louis and how I missed my family. But mostly I worried. When would they find out? It was all over the internet, they were bound to read it somewhere. Also, why weren’t the boys saying anything? Maybe it was a rumor and they have no idea about it. Hopefully it was that.

Minutes passed. I decided to listen in on what Amelia and Mattie were saying.

“I don’t really know, actually. We met only a week ago, so it can’t be love. I just- I like him a lot, I know that for sure. But not love. Maybe soon, I don’t know.” Amelia smiled and shook her head as she thought about him. I wanted to be happy for her, but knowing what was out there, I couldn’t.

“He likes you, Amelia, I can tell you that much. The way he looks at you, it’s like he’s never seen anyone more beautiful.” Mattie gushed and my heart sank even deeper in my chest. I couldn’t take it anymore.

Standing quickly, I sprinted over to my room. My whole body was debating whether or not to tell them. My heart said no- let them have as many days in oblivious bliss. My brain said yes- they deserve to know. Why was this so hard?

“Meredith? What’s wrong?” Amelia yelled after me as I closed my bedroom door. I leaned against the cool wood, clenching my eyes tight to keep in the tears that were threatening to pour out. Footsteps ran toward my door and I could tell it was Amelia.

“Meredith, I know something is wrong. I noticed it earlier. Just please tell me; I worried about you.” Her shaky voice came muffled through the door and I groaned in frustration.

“Go away! It’ll- it’ll be fine! I promise.” I lied, hating myself for every word that came out of my mouth.

“I know when you’re lying. I’m not a complete idiot.” Amelia answered and I ran out of excuses.

“Just go text Niall. Be happy.” I wanted to say ‘be happy while you still can’, but I stopped myself. She mustn’t know. I had to protect her for as long as possible. Once you knew for sure, it would be all over. She’d lock herself up in her room and never come out again. No one could dissuade her- not even Niall. Especially Niall.

The doorknob rattled as Amelia tried to come in, but I pressed up harder on the door. “God, Amelia! Why can’t you just let it go?!”

“Because you won’t tell me what’s wrong! I won’t let it go until you tell me!”

“You’re so stubborn!” I huffed.

She didn’t answer, which I had expected her to. It was silent.

“Amelia?” I spoke, much softer this time.


“Can you please just forget?” I knew it was a long shot, but I had to try.

“Not really,” Amelia replied. “No.”

Out of patience, I turned around a swung the door open. Amelia stood there, her arms crossed. I raised my hands in defeat, throwing them down again.

“They’re going to leave, alright? Are you happy?! The boys are going on a tour around England and they’re leaving! They’re leaving us! All of us!” I screamed, attracting everyone’s attention. Soon, they all stood before me, shocked. Everything poured out of me. “Louis, Harry, Zayn, Liam and Niall! In one week they’re gone! They didn’t even tell us! I found out on fucking Twitter! NOW GO AWAY!”

I slammed the door shut, the loud boom echoing throughout the flat. It was done. They all knew the truth.

A weight was lifted off my shoulders, only to be replaced with another, much heavier one. What were we going to do now? They probably all hated me. But they had to know, before it was too late.

A week. That’s all we had left with the boys. A week and they would be gone for six months. They will forget us, meet another set of girls at another one of their concerts, fall head over heels with them, and probably marry them. Why would Louis remember me? I’m nothing special.

It would just be better to forget they ever happened.

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