Payton is a small town girl from Louisiana. She's done everything she supposed to. Make straight A's, vice president of the student council, in beta club, on the cheer squad, basketball, softball, and volleyball team. But what will happen when Payton runs into Niall Horan and meets the rest of his bandmates. Worst of all, who will hold Payton's heart? Payton's best friend Lauren has a thing for Harry, but what will happen when Lauren's ex boyfriend, Kaleb, gets into the mix? It's all just too... Irresistible.


11. The Letter


Louis's POV

            The car ride was silent. I know I should've been watching Payton's performance, but I had gotten a phonecall from Jenna and  I couldn't just ignore her call. We pulled up in Payton's driveway. I turned off the car and looked towards her.

            "You okay?"

            "Just peachy," she said rolling her eyes.

            "Look I'm sorry I couldn't watch your entire performance."

            "It's not about the performance Lou."

            "Then what is it?"

            "Even when i was done, you knew something was wrong, but you still decided to stay on your phone. You didn't come and try and comfort me and be there for me. I needed my boyfriend."

            "It won't happen again. I'm not too good at this boyfriend thing."

            "I understand. I just need you to be here for me. That's all I ask."

            "Have a good night."

            She leaned over, gave me a peck on the lips, and headed into her house.


Payton's POV

            When I walked into my house, I headed straight for my parents closet. I opened the box full of Clapton's things, took out the sweatshirt, and pulled it over what I had left on of my clothes. Since I was home alone I only had on a sports bra, the sweatshirt, and my underwear. Once I was wearing it I went into my bed. I pulled the covers over my body and just laid there. I grabbed a picture hidden inside my nightstand next to bed and laid it on my pillow next to me.

            "I wish you would've been there tonight. I had loads of fun. Tomorrow night we have a basketball game. I know how you always loved watching those... I miss you," I burst into tears at this point. I began talking to whatever spirit I had left of Clapton again, "I really need you right now. Just to give me a hug. Tell me everything will be okay. I wish I could just go play catch with you in the backyard. I wish I could tackle you and tickle you to till you cried of laughter. It's better where you are though. In Heaven. At least you aren't all cooped in that cheesy wall papered hospital room." I finally picked up his picture safely back in my nightstand where it belonged. It was all too much for me. I ran across my house, back into my parents closet, ripped the sweatshirt off, and shoved it back into the box. Rage burned through every bone in my body. Why did he have to go? Why? I put my t-shirt on and ran into my room. My anger was taking over me and I couldn't control it. I began throwing pillows, trophies, CD's. I started ripping up old photos I had. I went on a complete rampage until I came across a letter. I had never seen it before. It was from Clapton. I sat down and started reading.

            "Dear Payton,

                        I can feel myself slipping away more and more every day. Let's face it. This cancer can't be cured. I just want you to know a couple things before I pass. For one, I love you with all my heart. You were the best sister I could ever ask for. Second of all, don't put so much pressure on yourself. You're brilliant and I know you're going to get some fancy scholarship to a great school. Third of all, I want you to find someone you love. You're always with your friends or at school or with me. You need to find a guy to be with. I might not be there to approve of him, but I'm sure he'll be and think you're amazing. I know i fell in love. It was with this girl in my class. Her name was Harper. She was my girlfriend until I found out about my cancer. I had to break up with her then. If you ever see her tell her I miss her. Tell Mom and Dad to stay strong and that I love them. I want you to promise me one more thing when I'm gone. Don't be sad or angry. Be happy at the times we were together. Like how about that time we were playing catch and I missed the ball so it flew into the neighboors yard so I had to climb over the fence and when I climbed back over my pants got caught and ripped. I'll never forget that day just like I'll never forget having the best sister in the world. I love you. xx. Clapton."

            A smile spread across my face as I folded the letter back up put it back into its envelope. I put it into my nightstand right next to his picture, got into bed, and fell asleep shedding one last tear in memory of the greatest little brother a girl could ask for.


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