Promises *A Niall Horan Love Story*

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  • Published: 6 Nov 2012
  • Updated: 29 Apr 2013
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Jamie Sullivan has always been a daddy's girl. He promised her he loved her. He promised her he'd never hurt her. But promises are meant to be broken. Unable to tolerate the abuse anymore, she runs away...and meets a certain blue-eyed, blonde boy and his bandmates.

Note: A Spanish version will be available at
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Sequel entitled Riding A Rollercoaster is available at

Third installment entitled Where We Are is available at


17. Luck of the Irish

*Jamie's P.O.V*


I was pleasantly greeted by the view of Niall's crystal clear blue eyes, the sunlight streaming in from the window striking his face perfectly, clearly defining his boyish features. I sighed in content.

"Good morning," he greeted, his voice rough. He rubbed his eyes and smiled down at me. I looked up shyly at him. We just laid there, looking into each other's eyes,savouring the moment. I know it's cheesy but I'm perfectly fine with staying in this position for the rest of the day if not for the rude awakening. The door burst wide open, the four temporary inhabitants here marching in and jumping onto the bed, carelessly stepping all over us, occasionally stepping on our feet and making us yelp out in pain. Knowing the relatively short temper Niall has, he got annoyed pretty quickly and pushed the boys off my bed and they landed as a tangled mess on the floor with a resounding 'thud' and grumbles paired with 'Ow's. Consequently, Niall proceeded to grab my hand to help me up,then scoop me into his firm arms and carry me to the kitchen, placing me on a kitchen stool where we then had our breakfast, leaving the lads on the floor of my bedroom. It then popped in my mind that I have a date with Niall today. A football match...wicked!!! I decided that I was going to visit mum whilst the boys did yet another interview. Anyway, the boys finally realised that they were being complete idiots and rushed to join us, probably afraid that Niall was going to finish all the food. But the time they did, we were already done so we decided to take a quick shower-separately of course. Even after we got dressed, the boys were still eating and Louis was playing with his food. And I was up to mischief yet again. I stealthily grabbed the NERF blaster,one of many, that was conveniently left on the floor at my feet. I loaded it and aimed it at Liam's head after which I pulled the trigger. And that's how the NERF war began. God, I love these little toys. It lasted for approximately an hour before Leo,1D's newly hired bodyguard, arrived and escorted the boys to the vehicle that would bring them to their destination, but not before Niall left me with a sweet kiss.

I stayed at the hospital the whole time until Niall came to pick me up for our date. I loved spending time with mum-whose condition had deteriorated since the last time I saw her-but I was psyched for the date! I was so excited that I forgot to bring a change me clothes. But that didn't seen to bother Niall so it didn't really matter. Before we left, I kissed my mum on her cheek and said 'I love you' like I always do, before leaving with Niall, hand in hand.

"Excited?" Niall asked as we got into the limousine that would take us to the stadium. In my opinion, the limousine was way too fancy. But I let Niall have his way.

"Are you kidding? Of course I am!" I replied, making him chuckle. I pecked him on the cheek. "Thank you."

He smiled. Nothing could possibly go wrong tonight.

Upon arriving at the stadium, we found our seats pretty quickly. We settled in, with our snacks and drinks right as the hand started. The game was intense from the very first second. It was neck and neck! Supporters me either team were trembling in their seats, in anticipation. The crowd was loud but I stayed close to Niall, which helped with the claustrophobia. The Irish attacker was so near to the goalpost...just a little bit more...Niall had got up from his seat, cheering as the attacker dribbled skillfully, manoeuvring around the defenders,managing to elude them. He was so close to the goalpost. One little tap and...GOAL!!! The spectators, which included Niall, went wild. I was jumping up and down, cheering too, when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.

*Niall's P.O.V*

I was over the moon, ecstatic that my country had scored a goal. I was cheering, chanting and it was chaotic around me. Jamie was cheering too. But then she had to in somewhere quieter to answer an important call. I insisted to come along but she said it was fine.

The excitement had died down slightly although the people around me were still buzzing. Jamie hadn't come back yet. Where is she? I craned my neck. These were the times where I wished I was a giraffe. I was getting anxious to where Jamie was. Oh wait. There she is. She squeezes her way through the crowd to get back to her seat, back to me. But something's wrong. She looks ghostly pale. Her pink lips have lost their colour. Her eyes are looking around frantically.

"What's wrong?" I asked concerned, holding her shoulders as she looks like she's about to collapse.

Her answer comes out in barely audible whispers.

"It's mum."
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