Said I'd Never Leave Her

Amelia was best friends with Niall Horan when they were children, when Niall drifts away she tries to forget him, but she is made to be a part of his life, unvoluntarily. Everywhere he goes, she has no choice but to be there too, but when the other four boys step on the scene including another mysterious figure, she realises her fate..............


19. Some Nights.....

Guys!!!! I'd just like to say that Milly's texts are always goign to be Bold and the other person's will always be Italic. If Milly isnt one of the peolple texting thne i will write it up! Keep reading, liking and faving!

~ buttonsgibbons21

Harry's P.O.V:

Once Milly's parents car is out of sight, I run threw my head for options on what to do tonight. I smile at the thought of going out, sure I'm nearly famous, I can do what I want. I take out my phone and see.

Harry’s texts: Italic

Liam's texts: Bold


So mate……..where’d ya go with the brunette? See, I'm kinda in need for a wingman and I know how you’re single! ;) Clubbing? Ten minutes? Please say YES!


Harry……I would say something but I have run out of excuses so okay! Ten minutes, outside mansion. K?


Perfect! See ya then buddy!


I kinda felt the need to say buddy at the end to make up for the night ahead, I am thee Harry Styles. I drink every party away and poor Liam will probably end up picking up the pieces. Somehow I think he knows that and I could almost hear him sighing at his phone as he agreed to come out with me. I stay in my clothes from onstage and grab my wallet and phone. Connor is always home studying and sleeping and crap. So he's always reliable to knock on the door and he's there, he may be there with a bed head and a look of pure anger on his face but sure enough, he's always there. I practically take three steps at a time heading downstairs. I called a cab before leaving my room and opened the glass doors to the mansion before smiling at the guards. They knew well I probably wont be coming home tonight, just Liam. I walk out into the crisp May evening. Its been months since I met Milly first and I think she has grown on me, me. The legend at beer pong and having awesome parties, me, who has the grin of the devil and hands. Mind you! I smile cheekily as I strut over to an unhappy looking Liam, he always has his doubts about my clubs and idea of fun and his doubts always come true. He's standing there with his hands in his pockets and thinking hard, you can tell. Its when the crease on his forehead plays out. I walk up to him and hit him a hard, playful thump on the back, his face registers shock before settling back into his train of thought. I lead him to the cab that now pulls up at the curb, the taxi driver smiles at us. I give hi the address and lean back into my seat, Liam is going to have the time of his life!


Liam's P.O.V:

I don’t know why I even agreed to going out with Harry, all he is, is trouble. The cab pulls up outside a club with lots of bright neon lights. Harry practically drags me out of the cab and into the club. Harry indicates towards our X Factor passes and the guard seems impressed. He nods for Harry to go in free but he stops me, “Hey! I know you! My daughter loves you! She thinks you got those puppy dog eyes! Would ya mind an autograph? Free entry for you guys anyways but please!” “Haha thanks sir, sure!” I pulled a pen out of the chest pocket on my shirt and sign a piece of paper and take his daughters number, with a promise of not misusing it but ringing her to surprise her. Its nice what some people do for their family. He pulls back the rope to let me in and gives scruffles my hair. I smile and duck into the club, the impact straight away has me gasping for air. The minute the door swung open a cloud of heavy, hot and sweaty air came to greet me. I have to get used to it after all, if I'm going to have any hope of being friends with Harry, wait. Why do I want to be friends with him? I shake my head and head straight for the bar, the only thing I'm going to enjoy about tonight is going home. Even then somehow I think Harry's is going to get us landed with a tabloid that we will end up having to explain in the X Factor offices. He has already disappeared into the crowd of loud, drunk, sweaty girls. I sit on a barstool and think about tonight. I did the best thing I could even though it hurt like hell, I pushed her away. Milly couldn’t leave my train of thought for five minutes in one day, everywhere I went I saw her face, I heard her voice, I heard her laugh. I shake my head and turn to the bartender, thank god! He's a man!


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