Always The One! Niall Horan Fan Fic

Love Niall Horan from One Direction? Then read this book! Written by Star Snowden, this is her first EVER fan fiction. Please send feedback and feel free to comment. Will everything work out for Star and Niall? Or will they have to run away together? Will someone die? Read this story to find out...


5. A Holiday?

The few following days drug on. I spend the entire time in Harry's spare bedroom and refused to go out of the house. The rumors kept spreading and I kept getting more upset. After a full week of not moving and hardly eating Niall came into the spare bedroom with serious looking eyes. 

"What?" I questioned him because of the strange looks he was giving me.

"Well...It's just that. Maybe it's time for a Holiday". Niall pressed. 

I felt confused. He knew I didn't want to get out.

"". I stuttered.

"Come on Star. Just a getaway for a few weeks or months. Until this all blows over". 

"But it's never going to blow over is it?!" The words came out of my mouth more harshly then I expected or even wanted. 

Niall looked down at the bed sheets and his face fell.

"I'm sorry. I just...I just can't cope with all of this". My words seemed to comfort him a bit more.

"I'm glad I'm not the only one". He whispered as he wrapped his warm arms around me. 

"I love you so much". He softly whispered in my ear.

"I love you too babe". 

He then lent away and put both his hands on my cheeks and pressed his warm, luscious lips against mine. 

It was the first time we kissed since Liam's death. 

He climbed on top of me and continued kissing me, but now he was doing it more passionately. My arms where wrapped around him while he was trying to contain himself from taking the kissing further. He knew I wasn't ready for that. He knew I wasn't in a good place. He knew I wasn't happy. You could tell just by looking at my pale face. 

Eventually he pulled back and put his arm around me while we lay in bed with our eyes shut.

"I mean it. I do love you". He reminded me, as he often did.

"I know. And I love you more then you could ever imagine". I reminded him back.

A smile popped up on his angelic face. 

"Ok...Lets get away".

We decided not to tell the other boys for a few days until we packed and booked our tickets. Three days after we have decided to go away we had to tell the boys. Niall rang Louis, Harry and Zayn to come and meet us in our living room in our flat. At 11:37am they all arrived together. Bright and happy. Down they sat on our sofa. Niall and I were sat on the love seat hand in hand, looking very anxious.

"Well...We have something to say". I announced, not knowing what else to say. I looked at Niall for him to carry it on.

"Well we are going away on holiday". Niall stammered.

All of their eyes popped out, especially Louis.

"What the fuck?!". Zayn almost shouted. 

I looked down at the carpet. 

"Well we are going, I don't care if you don't like it. Me and Star need it". Niall told them, but he was looking at Zayn while saying it.

Zayn gave a slight nod as if he knew the reason. He looked as if he needed a break too.

"Ok...I get it. If that's what you guys need. I'm happy for you both. When and where are you going?" Zayn asked, quite anxiously.

"Well..." Niall stuttered and turned to look at me. I could tell it was my time to talk. After all Niall couldn't do all of the talking.

"We are going to the Caribbean. Today. We set off in 4 hours".  The words came out of my mouth quickly, like I just wanted to get them out and never say them again.

Harry's head dropped into his big hands. Louis looked like he was going to throw up. And Zayn looked like he needed to punch a wall.

"Guys. Please. Don't be mad at us". Niall said, trying to comfort them. 

"We are not. It's just a suprise". Harry told Niall and I. 

The rest of the day up until we had to catch the flight we spent with the boys. Niall visited his parents the day before we told the boys and spent the full day at their house, telling them about us going away. While Niall went to visit his parents I did the same with my parents. 

The hours were running out, too fast. 

Me and Niall were dragging our suitcases to his car while the rest of the boys were helping us with the other bags. We unloaded all of the luggage. This was the final goodbye.

I ran into Zayn's arms. "This isn't goodbye forever". I told him.

"I know". He replied almost in tears.

Zayn pulled away and put his hands on my shoulders. "Don't cry...Don't cry". He told me.

Niall hugged and said goodbye to all of the boys as I did too. Our luggage was in the car, and we were ready to go. Niall go into the drivers seat.

"Cya. I love you all". Was the last words I said to them in person for a while.

Niall drove the car to the airport. Then we arrived there. Loads of people and families ready for holidays, all happy and excited. And then there were us. Niall wore a disguise as did I. So no one could stop us for photos and shit like that. 

Hand in hand we waited. A few more steps and we would be inside the big, white plain.

With our hands perfectly entwined we looked at each other and took a deep breath. Up into the plain we went. 

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