This story is about a girl named Amanda
that suffers from depression. It's worsening, and she's starting to think about ending her life. Then, one day, she meets Niall in NYC, and things begin to change. He makes her see the world in another way, and teaches her to be herself. But, what Niall doesn't know, is that deep inside, her depression is growing... will Amanda turn out ok in the end?


4. Everything About You

After about 20 minutes of driving, we arrived at Niall's place. He opened my car door for me, such a gentleman. I stepped out, and he led me to his front door. He smiled at me, then opened the door. We stepped into his house. I felt kind of awkward, like I didn't know what to do. I just met Niall, and I was already invited to stay at his house. But, it wasn't anything special. He didn't LIKE me. He was just being nice, that's all.

"Amanda, come upstairs, I'll show you where you'll be staying!" he yelled with an excited tone in his voice.

I ran up the stairs, and found Niall in a spare bedroom.

"This is now your room!" he told me.

It was a really nice room. There was a king size bed for me to sleep on, a walk in closet, and a ledge under a window with a beautiful veiw of the sunset. I turned to niall with a thankful smile on my face.

"This is all so perfect." I whispered under my voice.

Apparently Niall heard me, and replied, "Anything for you." He winked, then smiled.

I blushed again. I hate when I blush, it's so embarrassing, but Niall seemed to like it. He smiled again, even bigger than before.

"Oh, I almost forgot, your soaked! Let me go get some of my sweatpants and a t shirt for you to wear!" Niall said generously.

"Niall, that's very sweet, but it's fine, I don't need to wear your clothes. I'm perfectly fi-" I was cut off my niall.

"I know you don't NEED to wear them. I WANT you to. Ok?" he said.

How sweet was that. That was so nice of him to say. I was starting to feel like Niall might have a tiny crush on He wouldn't. He would never like a girl like me if he knew what I did to myself. But, what if he did? But he wouldn't. I was fighting mith myself in my head, when Niall came back and gave me some of his clothes to wear: Jack Wills sweat pants and a white t shirt. I went to change in the bathroom. When I was done, I put my clothes in washing machine. I looked at myself in the mirror. I put my hair in a messy bun, and washed my face. Nialls clothes were so comfortable. And they smelt so good. He smelt so good. He was perfect.

It was getting dark, so I decided to lay down for a bit. Niall walked into my room.

"Goodnight love." he said softly.

I didn't move, and I didn't respond, I was too tired to.

As Niall walked out of my room, he whispered to himself, "I think I may have found my princess."

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