Who do I choose? Niall Horan Fanfiction

Kimberly Riley meets the boy of her dreams. She meets his friends and falls for one of them. She finds it hard to choose between her first love or her true love.


6. Bootcamp and feelings

Nialls P.O.V

It was the first day at bootcamp and I was standing there alone. I saw a boy with curly hair and a boy who wore Toms and a beanie, and decided to walk over to them.

"Hi, I'm Niall" I said

"Hi, I'm Louis and this is Harry. We met it the toilets" the one worth the Beanie said.

"Right. I must go now, sorry."

I walked off and bumped into this guy who looked terrified.

"Sorry." he mumbled.

"it's okay mate. I'm sorry too. I'm Niall. And you are?"

"Zayn." he said to me.

He looked up and I smiled at him. We started talking and became almost friends.

I saw this guy with long hair, practising alone in a corner. I recognise him. He was on this show two years ago! I thought. That's Liam Payne.

Zayn and I made our way over to him, but the producer and judges came and told us it was time to rehearse.

Kimmys P.O.V

I sat down on my bed and dug around in my cabinet. I foun my diary.

May 28th 2010

It's Nialls first day at bootcamp. I'm going to miss him so much. For the next month, I'll be alone. He promised he'd text at least twice a day so it's not like I'm going to be all alone.

I'm going to miss him alot. He wont be here when things are tough, or when I'm alone and upset. When I need someone to talk to I go to him. But it's not like that anymore. If it goes well he'll be in London until Christmas with only two months off; then going back in September We'll have a lot of catching up to do. I hope he does well, but I know he will. If he doesn't, I'll be here for him; to comfort him; I'll be here when he needs it and Wont leave his side. Even if it does go well, I want it to stay like that. Us being here for each other when needed. It can't change, it can't.

I still have feelings for him. I know it's been three years, but it feels like more. I don't care. To who ever is reading this; judge me. It's your opinion. I love Niall and nothing will change that. I think he's my true love, the one for me. That day three years ago. When we told eachother that we loved one another. I'm sure he was joking. He seemed uncertain about it when he said he wanted me. We were just messing about. We were young, what do you expect? I wasn't lying though. I did want him; I still do. It's confusing, I know. I have feelings for him. Besides, he wont love me back. He has a girlfriend, Amy. She's so pretty. I envy her. Niall would never love a girl like me. With my freckles and smile. They make me look ugly. I'm insecure about my self, you can't change the fact.

Niall is perfect. He said he'd call once every three day but he hasn't really got the time. I already miss his voice, his sweet, sweet voice. He also said I can come and stay with him for the first two weeks and watch the live shows. If I want to, my parents have offered to pay the rent so I can stay in the same hotel as him; but if I want to watch the live shows in the audience, I have to pay myself. I'm going to stay in London the weeks he's on the show, but I'm only going to see the shows live the first two, with Niall, and the last two. Well, that happens if he gets through. Which he will.

So overall, I miss him, I have feelings for him, I love him, and I want him to succeed.

I put my diary away and walked downstairs. I kept walking, right out of the door. I just kept going. Round the corner of the street and into town. I stopped when I got to Nandos. I went inside and ordered. The person at the counter asked why I was alone and not with Niall. I explained he was at bootcamp and that I was feeling lonely. They must have felt sorry or something because they didn't make me pay the full price. I thanked them and sat down on mine and Nialls old table.

Nialls P.O.V

I hope Kimmy's alright. I miss her dearly. As I was practising and performing, I couldn't stop thinking of her. Her sweet scent, her smile, her freckles, her gorgeous brown wavy hair and her eyes. Her bright blue sparkling eyes.

I still have feelings for her. It's so stupid. She will never love me. She's probably forgotten about that day three years ago. I felt unsure when I confessed my love for her. But what was I supposed to do. Gosh I'm an idiot.

It was my break and I sat down on a bench and pulled out my phone. I texted Kimmy and we had a quick convosation. It's going to be like this for the next month.
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