Your So, I'm So...

Imagine. He brushes your light brown hair behind your ear, and suddenly your dimple appears as a smile stretches upon my face. "I won't forget." Your smile fades as you remember he was leaving, until who knows when. He wasn't yours any longer. "But your so... famous. I'm so... average." "You don't realize how long I've waited for this... I only want you." He hugs you one last time, and you breathe in his aftershave. He walks away, towards the plane, never to be seen again.


10. The Last Two Days

Emily's POV:


I woke up at Niall's house.

"Niall?" I asked through the darkness. It was only 6:06am. He woke up and rubbed his eyes. "What???" 

Inside, I was panicking. "I need to go home, like right now, or... well yeah." He shook his head. "Why now? Your Mom won't mind!" 

I couldn't hold it in anymore, I choked out the words, "Mom...dead." He looked at me, distraught. "Your Mom died last night?!" I started crying. He held me close. "Don't worry, you can go with your Dad to see her." 

God, I hadn't told him anything.

I sniffed and tried to hold back my streaming tears. "My Mom died when I was 16 Niall." Niall gasped. "How come you never told me?!" I sniffed again. "I didn't want your sympathy, I wanted a friend." He grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "Why do you need to.go home then? Your Dad knows your here! Right?" I shook my head. "My Dad abuses me Niall. I SNEAK out of my house to come see you, and I haven't been home in three days! Last time I was there, he slapped me!" Niall grabbed me and pulled me into his lap. "That's why I don't change in front of you." He leaned his head on my shoulder. "Em, I'm so sorry. I never knew." I patted his head. "It's fine, I never wanted anyone to know. But I really should go." I stood up to leave and he pulled me down. "Give me one last kiss, before you go home, but come back tomorrow?" I nodded and kissed his Irish lips. Then pulled away.

"Bye Niall, see you tomorrow"

"Bye Em."

(Skip To Em's House; Dad Awake.)

I opened the door and tried to slip in quietly, then I saw my Dad with another woman, who was not Joanne.

"Hey Dad." I said. He glanced at me. "Where have you been?" I lied, "At Jessica's." He nodded and I ran upstairs, locking my door on the way in.

And for those wondering who Jessica is, I made her up in Grade School, when I first started sneaking out to Niall's place. She was my 'Fake Friend.' She was for when I went to see my real friend.

I was really excited about Niall, Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Liam being famous. I just wish I could tag along. It sucks that I won't see him for a year, and now, he was my ex. Even though, we both loved each other to death.

I just wish he wasn't leaving for so long...

I pulled on my pyjamas and laid in my bed, staring up at the blank ceiling above me. I could've been staring at the wall covered in Taylor Swift posters, but now, I felt torn apart.

My Mom was dead.

Niall would be gone for over a year, and he was going to be famous.

High School was over.

I had no one left.

I turned on my side and faced the wall with a picture of me plastered to it, with pieces of worn out tape.

I dozed off, a billion thoughts blazing through my mind.

(Next Day; 1:03pm)

I woke up really late and heard my phone buzzing like a psycho bumblebee.

I headed over to it and saw two texts from Niall.


From Niall: Emily? Hello?


From Niall: Can you meet me at Nando's at 2:00?


I replied.


From Emily: Sure Blondie see ya soon


I ran into the bathroom across my room and changed into a little sundress with my Toms and headed out. 

"Bye Dad!"

No reply.


I ran out and realized I had no way to get there but walk, then I saw Harry across the street getting into his car. 

"HARRY!" I yelled and ran to him. He smiled. "Hey Em what's up?" I smiled in return and noticed him looking me.up and down. "My face is up here Curly." He smiled. "Oh, yah. And uhm why did you call for me?" I giggled a little. "Oh, I need a ride to Nandos to meet Niall." He smiled. "Yeah, I can take you, me and the other boys are all meeting there, too." I smiled. "Good! I need to get to know you boys more!"

We got into the car and drove the fifteen minute drive to Nandos.

We walked in together and Niall spotted me. "Hey Em! Hi Harreh!" I ran over and pulled him into a hug, taking in the smell of his aftershave. "Mmm, missed me much?" I pulled away and blushed, then remembered he was leaving tomorrow. "Not as much as I will over your tour." He chuckled, trying to brush away the awkwardness.

He led me and Curly over to a table where Zayn, Lou, and Liam already were.

Liam was trying to calm down Louis as Zayn flicked paperwads at his face.

I squeezed in by Louis and Niall. "Hey Lou! Wheres Tasha?" He winced. "She broke up with me for the old quarterback." I patted his head lightly. "If you let a loved one go, they will come back to you if it was meant to be." I whispered to him, hoping Niall will be the one to return.

He smiled. "Thanks Em, somehow, you always make everything better." I smiled. Niall always used to tell me that.


We stayed at Nando's for a while. Then visited at their flats  until it hit 7:00. Their flight left at 9:00pm.


I grabbed Niall's hand and pulled him into a really tight hug and started tearing up.

We were at the airport. 

"Niall, please please promise to text me whenever you have any time. I'm gonna miss you like crazy!!!" Then the tears came, pouring down my cheeks. "Babe, Em, I promise, and I'm gonna miss you too. Theres always facetime and all that." I tried to smile, best as I could. "Niall, I love you." I whispered into his ear. I felt him tense up a little. "Please don't do this to me Em, you know I will never stop loving you. Now can I have one final kiss?" I smiled weakly and his request, nodded, and smashed my lips onto his. He slipped his tounge in slowly and moved it around and pulled away. His hands were still on my waist. "God Em, you have no idea how much I'm gonna miss you." I weakly smiled again. "Yeah, I'm gonna be really lonely too." He smiled and patted my back. "Bye Em." "B-b-byeee Ni-Niaaaalll..." I said through tears, as he and the boys left.

I realized without Niall, I would be forced to make a new friend.

Especially since I would have to walk home.

Scratch that! I need a new friend with a car...

But no one could ever replace Niall.

He was the nicest, sweetest, adorablest, Irishest, amazingest, phenomiNIALLest, person I had and would ever meet.

I still can't believe he's gone.

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