I Promise

Katheryne has a habit of making promises she can't keep, she keeps getting peoples hopes up, only to let them down.
If Ireland is her only escape from her unsatisfying home life, and she's made yet another promise to her boyfriend back home. Will meeting Niall Horan cause her to break her promise leaving her in a deadly situation and haunting story? Is Niall's love strong enough for Katheryne to become emotionally stable again?

Unfortunately you can't always run away from yourself.

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11. Gone

 

"Oh Romeo!" I yelled out loud. We were back in our hotel room and I was sitting at the little desk. Niall looked up from his guitar and gave me a "What is wrong with you?" Look. I giggled and said "I'm still 18 and I haven't graduated yet.I've taken the last two months of school off so I have to catch up." I picked up my Romeo and Juliet book and showed him."Ew, I hate reading" he crinkled his nose up at it."The only thing I've ever read was in me English class. 'To Kill a Mocking Bird'... I only read half of it though." He shrugged and went back to playing guitar. He played incredibly; I could sit and watch him play all day. "What's your favorite song?" He asked when he noticed me watching. "Erm... I don't know I really like Ed Sheeran..." Niall nodded and began to play.

"I should ink my skin, with your name. And take my passport out again, and just replace it. See I could do without a tan on my left hand, where my fourth finger meets my knuckle. And I should run you a hot bath, fill it up with bubbles. " 'Cause maybe you're loveable, and maybe you're my snowflake, and your eyes turn from green to grey, in the winter I'll hold you in a cold place. And you should never cut your hair, 'cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder, And you will never know, just how beautiful you are to me, But maybe I'm just in love when you wake me up..."

He sang to me Ed's song "Wake Me Up". Tears began to form at the corners of my eyes. "Why do you do this to me?" I stood up and walked over to the window. Niall walked over too. He took a seat beside me on the floor. "What do you mean?" He asked me as he traced the lines of my jeans with his index finger. Not moving my head I looked up at him. "How do you and the other guys in the band not see it? ...When I first met you I wanted to scream my head off! I met you, NIALL JAMES HORAN. The famous band member! The singer! There are millions of girls who are actually in love with you! Kind of like Romeo in the beginning of my story, he has an unrequited love for a girl named Rosaline. He loves her but she doesn't love him back. That's what it's like for those millions of girls. Especially when you sang "little things" all the girls in my school were in love with it, I was 15 when that song came out. I'm going to admit it, I was in love with you too and I still am. But you can't love me back. That's not possible! Why me? You haven't dated anybody since the X-Factor; you've had that the chance to date so many gorgeous girls! We've known each other for a week and we've already had sex, I've been with Jeremy for almost a year and he hasn't done anything more than kiss me." I was so frustrated. This was supposed to be a getaway, I wanted to run away from the pain, but it only made it worse.

I got up, picked up my coat and went to the door. "I need time to think, I gotta sort my shit out. I'm not dragging you with me." Sweet, innocent Niall had turned into serious, protective Niall. He ran over to the door and slammed the door shut. "You are what I've waited the past 2 years. Don't think I forgot about you! Remember in 2013, the concert we had here in Toronto at the Air Canada Centre? I met you with your friend Becca." My mouth hung open. I was taken aback by what he had just said. I forgot all about that, I got V.I.P. tickets for my sixteenth birthday. I only got to meet Louis and Niall that day... "Y-you liked me that day?" I whispered. "I fell In love with you that day and I crazy about you still. So don't you ever think I could do better then you because your perfect. You are my princess; you are the girl I've waited for all this time."

He kissed my forehead and I hugged him tight. I felt how fast his heart was beating. I wanted to hold him forever.

An hour later we were in bed together. I was curled up in his strong arms and had my head rested on his chest. He started to tickle me and I squealed and laughed so much my whole abdomen hurt. "Hey, let's go out to a club or something tonight. It will be fun" I looked up at him, he looked confused. "You're not even of age here." He stated. "Well I'm sure you being famous and all we could pull some strings. So please?" I stuck my bottom lip out. "Ok, I'll try..." I kissed him and jumped out of bed when something caught the waist of my pants. "On one condition... we have to get McDonalds before ok?" I pulled his hand off my pant waist and threw a pillow at him. "Sure." I walked out of the bathroom dress in a grey glitter long sleeve dress. I had really high gold glitter platform heels on as well as some gold bracelets. Niall looked up at me and growled. "I don't know if I want to go out anymore, I kind of just wanna stay here and have you in that dress t myself." I blushed like crazy, "you're way too sweet." I flushed.

The club was loud and we got in without any problem, no obsessed fans here so we were safe too. "Come on!" I yelled and yanked Niall onto the dance floor. Niall grabbed my hips and pulled me closer so we were grinding, I threw my arms around his neck and danced to "I gotta feeling" by the Black eyed peas. After we danced for a little while we took shots at the bar and continues dancing. Niall was trashed an hour into to be there, he was dancing with everyone by then.

I started to feel dizzy and ill so I walked outside by myself to get some fresh air. I took off my heels and sat down on the sidewalk. I checked my phone and I had seven text messages that were unread. I opened the first one it was from a unknown number:

"Hey girl! I got a new number, Its Becca. Heard you were back in Canada, what's up?:)"

How did she know that? Fuck. She was my best friend so I decided to tell her what I was doing. :

"Hey Becca! Just at a club in Toronto."

I hit send and waited for a reply that I never got. I sat there for atleast 15 minutes. I decided to go back inside- right when something hit my head, hard. I tried to get up but something bashed my head again, then everything went black.

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