Then He was there

she had changed so much over eight years, since he moved. Katie used to be best friends with Niall Horan when they were ten until he moved. Then he was just there one day. I guess he moved back, and this time he wants something more.


1. If I miss him....


I've known him since I was five.... Those beautiful bright blue eyes, his, then, brown hair, his fair skin, and most of all: his wonderful Irish accent.

I moved to Ireland when I was five. We were next door neighbors. Always at each others’ houses and always having fun. He started to change around the age of ten and became more popular and I was known as that awkward childhood friend that always tried to tag along. Then, he moved to a different town, a different neighborhood and probably forgot all about me and our secret kiss that we had...

It was the day that he was moving and I was on his bed. Like always. Sitting and just staring at the wall. He came in and laid down with me. Like always. But this time it was more awkward and I could feel something was different. He grabbed my hand and we just sat staring up at the ceiling. I noticed that he had a guitar in his room, so I got up to try to play it. I failed miserably. And Niall comes up behind me and shows me a few chords. I turn around and stare into his beautiful eyes and I kiss him. It wasn't a very long kiss,or a perfect one, but I'm glad it was with him. I quickly ran out of his house and then to mine, up to my room and sat there writing in my journal. And then the next day he was gone. He never called, contacted me, or sent a letter. He just vanished from my life.

That was eight years ago. After Niall moved, something in me snapped. I was never the same. I changed too. I became obsessed with my looks and started to wear makeup. Being popular soon followed. Soon everybody forgot about Niall and who I used to be. I was no longer the pathetic best friend of a major hottie. I was the most popular girl in school and everybody knew it. I had a posse, guys who wanted to jump me, and most of all, the only one who remembered Niall Horan.

As I get ready for a new year as a senior in high school my mom yells up at me, "Katie, hurry up! You'll be late for school!"

"Coming mom.”

I comb my new hairstyle, light blonde ombré and darker at the roots, back into a cute boho braid and pin it behind my ears. My outfit is a white peplum top with pink jeans and my signature fake Tory Burch shoes. You see, I figured out long ago that, well, you need the labels to be popular. So because I can sew, I sewed on labels in dresses and pants and used my special connections to make emblems that go onto them. I put my makeup on: a light concealer under my eyes, a cat eye with pink shimmery eyeshadow and a nude pink lip. It’s significantly less than I used to wear. I brush my teeth and grab my keys to my car, and make sure to get my backpack on the way out. As I arrive to school, I see my main bitches huddled around the area where I normally park. I get out, lock my car and am attacked by hugs. My best friend Allyssa and I walk arm-in-arm into school and it’s just the two of us since the rest of our group fizzled off to other people.

"OHMIGOD! Did you hear about the smoking hot new kid?!" Allyssa says.

"Uh, hun you think every guy is hot!" I reply.

"True... But! this one is really really hot!" I see the sheepish grin on her face.

"What's his name?"

We get something from the vending machine and I take a sip of my diet coke.

"Umm, I think his name is Niall Horan.”

I spit out my coke like a spit take from a movie.

"Exuse me?!"

"Yea, he moved here over the summer. Super hot! His family and mine know each other super well." I look at her like she's crazy.

The first bell ring and we hug and go to class. Okay. English. First period. Room 214. I walk in and am greeted with smiling faces and say hi to people I haven't for a while. I'm talking to people when all of a sudden, he walks in. All of the girls grow silent and I see that the only open seat is right next to me. I would know those eyes anywhere, blue as the ocean. His hair is blonde! As he sits next to me, I can feel his eyes go through me like knives. I turn my head towards him and he is still staring at me.

"Do I know you?" he asks, with that cute little furrowed brow that makes me feel like putty.

"Umm, I don't think so... I mean I'm sure that I would remember a guy with eyes like yours." I blush and turn away.

It's just like we are kids again. I remember the first time we met. I was in the meadow that I went to to get away from everything. He came dashing into the field and you could see that he was scared of something. He came into the clearing where I sit. I pulled him to the far end of the clearing so that nobody could see us. After we looked around to see if the danger was gone we stood up and I showed him my favorite wildflower patch. He picked a bouquet and gave me it. I made a little crown out of them. The bell rings so that we can go to the next class.

"Hey wait up!" I can hear him yell after me. I turn around and almost run into him since he ran towards me.


"What did you say your name was?" he asks.

"Uhhh, my name is Katie" I reply.

"Really? I used to know a girl named Katie... I guess she disappeared ‘cause I don’t see her anywhere around here."

"Oh, well I hope you find her." I say.

"Yeah me too, she was really special to me. Do you have anybody like that?"

"I used to once I guess... but I wasn't worth enough for him." I drop a huge hint, "Well it was very nice to meet you Niall!"

"I never told you my name." he says with that same furrow in his brow.

"Uhhh, when the teacher called roll I knew your name, and all of the girls are talking about you."

"Really? Why?"

"They all think you're hot." I reply.

"Do you think I am?" He smiles at me and I can see that he had braces now.

"Look, you are very sweet and as much as I've enjoyed this little heart-to-heart, I really must get to class."

"Where are you going? To which class I mean?" he asks me with his same wit as always.

"I'm going to clay." I'm eager to get to the next class. And I hope to avoid him.

"Me too. I guess we can walk there together."

"Okay..." I have finally got him back. My Niall, is finally mine again.

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