He remembered...

My name is Amora. It's Spanish and the ironic thing is, it means love. I'm 17 now. I'm dreaming about my ex-boyfriend. The last time I saw him was Christmas 2010, when we were under the mistletoe, when he promised he'd never forget about me. He got a new phone and I was that one person that didn't get his new number. He was too busy to go online and only last week, I heard that he'd been on a few dates with some models. Obviously we're over and he's forgotten. I'm just waiting for something from him. A text, email, or even a letter. Oh yeah, I have to say one more thing about my boyfriend: His name is Niall Horan...


12. I forgot how hard it is to get away with things

"It's OK... After all he's a huge superstar. There are bound to be fans who are in love with him other than you Hope," I said, not meaning the words that came out of my mouth. Sure there were other fans who liked him but none of those fans decided to kiss him even though he was their best friend's boyfriend. Hope, Destiny and I were sitting in the front room on the sofa. We were certain our plan would work. Anyway, that line was the cue for Jordan to come in. He always scared girls away by trying to hard but this time, we were going to let Hope come to him. He looked pretty similar to Niall. Not exactly the same but same color hair same cute nose but it just looks nice on Jordan. Plus he's funny and sweet and kind. "Who's this? Oh yeah Jordan. Do you think that after Destiny leaves the room I could ask him to... y'know?" asked Hope. I looked at her. I used to love her to pieces and when we were friends I still thought she had a sick mind... "What?" she said. "He's actually really fit when he's not desperate." She raised her voice so Jordan could actually hear her. "Hey there Jordan! So. I think we should spend some more time together and get to know each other more."  Then they both walked out the front door.Everything was going according to plan. "Is it clear?" an obscure voice whispered. "Don't worry babes she's gone. I have a feeling that by tomorrow she'll be over you." I replied. My boyfriend crawled out from behind the sofa. "It looks like your hiding him from a vicious crowd Amora." said Destiny. "Oh well. Oh and Destiny?" I replied. I cleared my throat. She got my hint and found an excuse to leave. Hope was taken care of, Destiny was probably giggling upstairs with Felicia, Sunny was out with Harry, and I was alone. With Niall. "Can I tell you a secret?" I said. He nodded. "It's too crowded up there," I whispered in his ear. He laughed. It was just like the picnic. And funnily enough, I had decided to make a picnic basket that morning. Which Destiny brought with her and carefully placed on my side of the sofa where Niall couldn't see it. It was a living room picnic. I-L-O-V-E-Y-O-U he traced on my back. "What about you?" he said. "Do birds sing in the morning? Are roses beautiful? Am I Still the One?" I replied. "Of course." Then he kissed me under the mistletoe. Even though it was June. It was still romantic though. He loved me, I loved him, and after the kiss I opened up the locket I was wearing. The locket he gave me 2 years ago. He put his arm round me and we decided we could stay like that for the rest of our lives. "I missed you," I whispered to him. "I missed you and I loved you." he told me. "Same here." "Come on tour with us. Bring anyone in the gang because the guys are all cool with it. Harry's probably inviting Sunny anyways and she'd end up bringing you guys. Also I want you to open for us in our concert in the O2." I couldn't believe him. "Who has the best boyfriend ever?" I said. "So that's a yes?" "Am I Still the One?"




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