Before It's Too Late

Meet Isabella Milan, ex-girlfriend of Niall Horan. They got through the struggles, the fights and the tears, but tragedy strikes when he hears the secret she has to tell. Join them on their journey through love, heartbreak, tears and more, but the question is still unanswered - Will anything happen before it's too late?


3. Then

(Niall's POV)

         I didn't understand why I was so worried about texting her first. I've never gotten nervous when it came to talking to girls!

         Maybe it was the fact that she was practically my mentor's daughter or the fact that she was fit. All I know is that I've never gotten so nervous over a girl. It's only been three hours since I met her and all I've been thinking about is her. It sounds cliche, I know, but it's true. Liam's been urging me on to text her first, but I can't even bring myself to doing it.

       Harry on the other hand, was more than willing to talk to her himself. I knew Harry well enough to know that he thought she was fit, but she was mine. I met her first, so I called dibs.

      I took out my phone and stared at the screen. I had to do it...If I didn't text her first, I wouldn't ever get a text from her unless I talked to her in person, but what if she goes to America and never comes back? What then? Man up, Niall! Just text the girl already! 

     I took a deep breath and started to type in the message. Hey.

    My finger quickly pressed the send button. Wait...Why did I just do that? I could've said something better like "Hey, what's up?" and add a smiley face, but no. I just had to say hey.    

    "Hey, Niall." Zayn greeted me as he stepped into the room.

   "Why does everyone say 'Hey'? It's like I'll never get away from that wretched word!" I exclaimed in pure frustration. Wait...Why was I freaking out over a simple word? Zayn looked at me with a confused look on his face.  

  "You okay, Niall?" He asked me. "Do you want to talk about it?

  I nodded, "So, I met this girl today and we exchanged numbers. Liam told me to text her, so I did, but I only said 'Hey'. What if she thinks I'm some fuckin' douchebag or something?

  Zayn grinned and shook his head at me. "Niall...All you said was 'Hey', if anything she's freaking out right now because you texted her first. Who's the lucky girl?"

 "A girl named Isabella." I answered, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. 

  He nodded and smiled proudly, but that look disappeared when he looked at me seriously. "Wait, Isabella...As in Isabella Milan?" I nodded. "Niall...Isabella is practically Simon's daughter. He's our mentor. Do the math."

  "Is there something wrong with me liking her? I mean, I know she's close to Simon, but that's not that bad, right? It's not like I'm going to break her heart if I get the chance to be hers." I replied, my eyes travelling to my cellphone which just lit up. I anxiously grabbed my phone and looked at the screen, taking a deep breath.

    Hey, Leprechaun. What's up? (:

    Zayn looked down at my phone. "She added a smiley face. That text is practically screaming that she has some sort of feelings for you -- But I still don't think it's a good idea, Niall. What if she has some major secret that she's hiding from you? All I'm saying is to watch out and don't lower your guards down too much, okay?"

    I nodded and focused on texting her back. Should I be sweet and reply with 'Nothing much, what about you?' or should I go all flirty on her and reply with 'Thinking about you'? "What should I say back?" I asked Zayn, still looking down at my phone.

     "I honestly think you should be sweet at first and when things get more serious...Go flirty, but still sensible and sweet."

    I smiled and thanked him, typing in my response to Isabella. Nothin much, really. Kinda bored and I need some cheerin up. What about u? 

     I sent the message and somehow, I felt a bit at ease texting her. I was still nervous about what any of her replies could be. 

     Well then, you're in luck, Leprechaun. I heard about a fair going on somewhere here in London. I was thinkin' of going. Wanna come with?

     I texted back quickly. Sure thing, jellybean.

    Really? Jellybean? How lame can you get? But don't worry, Leprechaun - I still think you're pretty cute. See you in ten. 

      I had to hurry and be quick. I guess this could be considered as a date right? Wait, I should bring money, right? Oh god, Niall. Of course you should bring money! Be a gentleman!      

      I quickly fixed my hair, running my fingers through it a couple times. I shoved my wallet into my back pocket and grabbed two hoodies. It was probably going to be a chilly night.

     I heard the sound of a car horn beeping outside.

    I could do this. I can do this. I will do this.


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