Niall and Me

This story is a One Direction fanfiction. This one is based on a loving relationship with Niall. Hope you enjoy!!
P.S. I am a first time writer. Still young; not very good. So, please, no hate.


2. A Family's Payne

  Me and Niall decided to tell the boys. Now all we had to do was wait for them to get back to the flat. The boys walked in moments later like it was all planned out. Louis looked at me, gave a wicked half smile, then for some reason gave Niall the evil eye.

  "Well, boys, we have something to tell you." I said to clear up the silence. Liam looked at me and his face dropped and he turned pale. He looked like he was full of sadness, anger, full of regret.

  "Can I speak to you for a minute, Amber?" Liam asked. I nodded and went over to him Niall followed. "Alone." Niall dropped back and me and Liam went to the kitchen.

  "Yes?" I asked.

  "Amber, what's going on?" He asked in a stern but scared voice.

  "Nothing, I was just going to make an anouncement." I said while looking into his deep brown eyes.

  "Amber, I'm serious, what's going on?" He asked again; sounding annoyed.

  "If you would wait you would find out along with the others." I said holding my ground not to spill until I was able to tell everyone.

  "Amber Nickole Payne, if you don't tell me, I swear.." Liam said while holding my wrists tight. Yeah, you heard right, I'm Liam's sister.

  "You swear what? That you'll hit me? That you'll kick me? That you'll gag me? What about kill me? Do all the things that dad did to mom? Sure, go ahead." I replied. I bet your wondering how I'm American and Liam's sister? Well, when my mom and dad got divorced I went and lived with my mom in America and Liam stayed with dad in Wolverhampton. They got divorced when me and Liam were 14 (we're twins), and I met back up with Liam in London when we were 17.

  Liam let go of my wrists and pulled me into a hug seeing the tears in my eyes.

  "Now, Amber, you know I'd never do that. I love you too much." Liam said. "I just wanted to know, because last time you had something to tell us was that you wanted to kill yourself. You told us that the night before you went down to the bridge and you were going to jump off. I'm just scared that I'll lose you again." (When he said again he was refering to the 3 years that we were seperated when our parents divorced).

  "You're not going to. Let's just go back to the living room and I'll tell all of you." I said and pulled away from our hug and went back to the living room.


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