Nobody Compares to You

Celia is just a normal 18 year old, she lives a normal life until her brother, Jackson, dies from cancer. She is never the same because he was her best friend. She decides that when she turns 19, she wants to move away from the little town in New Hampshire and pursue her dream as a photographer. She moves to London, England and meets five boys that almost fill the hole that was made when Jack died. Will she fall for one of the boys? Will one of them fall for her?


7. The only one who understands


Celia’s  POV:

I am sitting on Liam’s couch, leaning on his shoulder, I decided a few days ago that I would stay here for the week and it has been 3 days. I look up at my boy into his beautiful eyes, I have argued with my friend on the color, they are either hazel or brown, I’m not sure.

“I love you babe” I said confidently.

“I love you too dani…I mean, Celia” he said…dani? He said he loves dani? I thought he loved me. I stand up and look at him, tears burning in my eyes.

“Dani? Liam, I thought you loved me?” I say loudly.

“I meant to say Celia, sorry. I’m over Danielle” he says, I know he’s lying.

“Liam, I know you! Don’t lie to me! Do you love her or not?” I hear my voice get louder with each word.

“I..I..” he stutters.

“Just say it!” I yell

“Alright! It’s true! I still love her!” he says. I can tell he regrets it because he puts his hands on his head, he has a nervous face on.

“Liam, how could you do this? You didn’t have to ask me out if you still have feelings for Danielle!” I yell again.

“I’m sorry, I…”

“No Liam, you’re not sorry. Have these last couple months meant nothing to you? Or did you never like me at all? Did it ever cross your mind that I may actually have feelings? That this may hurt me?” I shoot him questions, although I won’t be listening to the answers.

“I’m sorry Celia, it’s just…” I cut him off again.

“No you’re not. You will never be sorry. I’m sorry that I ever helped you. I’m sorry that I listened to you while you poured your heart out to me. I’m sorry, that every time I hung out with you, I wished you were mine. But most of all, I’m sorry I ever fell for you, it was a stupid mistake.” I pause for a moment to catch my breath. “Just go, go get her back. I can’t do this anymore Liam, I’m sorry.” I say. He gets up and walks toward the door

“I’m sorry” he says quietly, and walks out. I run to the bathroom and shut the door behind me; I slide my back down the wall and put my head in my hands. I burst into tears and just sit there crying. After about 5 minutes, I hear a knock at the door.

“Go away, I don’t want to talk to you” I say harshly.

“Celia, it’s Niall, can I please come in?” he opens the door without waiting for my answer.

“What’s wrong?” He asks concerned.

“Liam” I start. “He asked me out, and I thought he liked me, but he just told me that he loves Danielle, and I broke up with him.” I explain.

“I’m sorry Cece” Cece? He really used that nickname? That’s what Jack called me. I start crying again.

“Hey” he says while rubbing my back.

“You called me Cece. My brother used to call me that before he…” I let out many more tears.

“I’m so sorry Celia, I didn’t know. And I’m sorry for what Liam did to you.” He apologizes, pulling me in for a hug. He gives great hugs, better than Liam does, probably because Niall actually means it when he hugs me. We both pull away.

“I don’t see why Liam doesn’t like you. You’re perfect. You’re smart and funny and beautiful” He says. He is so sweet. Even though none of its true; I am not perfect, smart, funny, or beautiful. I look up into his beautiful blue eyes.

“Well, thanks, but none of that is true. You don’t have to lie to make me feel better. Liam lied to me enough.” I say.

“Yes it is Celia. You are amazing. Liam is an idiot to have ruined your relationship”

“Thanks.” I say. He leans in and our noses are touching, our lips just centimeters away from each other. I look into his eyes again, and he leans in more. Our lips touch and I feel butterflies in my stomach. I realize what he’s doing, and I kiss back, my hands finding my way into his blonde hair. We kiss for about thirty seconds and I pull away. I get up and walk over to the window, resting my elbows on the windowsill.

“I’m sorry Celia, it’s just…I don’t even know how to explain this.” He says shyly.

“No, I’m sorry Niall. I don’t really know what to do right now. I think I just need to go home.” I admit. I pick up my bag and throw all my stuff in it and walk out the door. I write a note to them quickly and just leave without looking back.

Niall’s POV:

What did I just do? I just kissed Celia, it was amazing for me, but I don’t think she liked it. I feel bad about what happened to her but maybe that means I can have a chance with her now. I go downstairs to see Liam moping on the couch, Harry cooking, Louis watching TV and Zayn combing his hair, typical. Celia must have left, she isn’t here, and there’s a note on the table. I call the boys over and read it out loud.

Dear, Harry, Liam, Zayn, Niall, and Louis,

I know Liam has probably told you about our break up, I’m sorry for just leaving. I think I’m better off without you guys. You are all great friends, but I think it’s time I move on. I know Liam doesn’t want to see me so I couldn’t stay there any longer. I’m sorry if I caused any trouble.  Too much about you boys remind me of my brother. Thank you for being such good friends. I am sorry if this upsets any of you, but it’s for the best. You don’t have to call me, or apologize. I just need to move on. Thank you for understanding. Goodbye. –Celia

I can’t believe she’s gone. It’s all my fault.

Zayn’s POV:

Poor Celia, I feel so bad for her. Liam hurt her so much. Something about this note makes me think that this isn’t just about Liam though, something else is bothering her. I have to find out.

Celia’s POV:

I hear a knock at the door, who could it be? I think to myself.

“Who is it?” I ask.

“It’s Zayn, can we talk?” he asks  through the door.

“Yeah, I guess, come in” I say unsure.

“Would you please tell me what’s wrong?” he asks me.

“I told you, Liam and I broke up, there is no reason for me to be there Zayn.”

“Really? How about the fact that you have four other friends who care about you living there? That’s not a reason? There has to be some other reason why you would give up four friendships.” He says suspiciously.

“Zayn, I can’t talk about this.”

“You can tell me anything, Celia. I will never tell anyone.” He promises.

“Okay, well, after I got in that fight with Liam, Niall came and comforted me. He told me that Liam was stupid for letting me go, and then he said I was funny, smart, and beautiful.”

“And?” He asked, waiting for me to tell him more.

“And then he…kissed me. I didn’t really know what to do so I told him I didn’t know what to do and that I just wanted to go home, so I just left.”

“I’m sorry, Niall gets caught up in the moment a lot.” He explained.

“I don’t know Zayn, what if he has feelings for me? He seemed pretty passionate about kissing me. What if I have feelings for him?” I ask.

“Well, do you have feelings for him?” he asks.

“I don’t know how I feel. I mean, Liam and I are done so I guess it doesn’t matter if I do. I just don’t want to get hurt again.”

“Liam has never been known for hurting girls. I think he was just confused about his feelings for Danielle, and he tried to see if you could help him get over her. I can assure you that Niall would never hurt you.” He confesses

“I don’t know, there’s a first time for everything. Liam sure proved that” I say.

“I think you should take some time to think about it, there’s no rush. I’ll talk to Niall and Liam and you just call me when you’ve thought it through.” He says. Wow, he is so understanding.

“Thanks Zayn. Ever since my brother died I haven’t had anyone I could really talk to. Thank you, you are the only one that understands.” 

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