Summer '09

18 year old May Jones was on ordinary girl with loving parents, a brother, a dog and a boyfriend, Niall Horan. When Niall suddenly leaves to the X Factor without telling May, everything spirals out of control. Niall has a new life and so does May but her heart is still broken. Her family are torn apart and she is left alone. 3 years later they cross paths and everything changes again.


14. The Pizza Man

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Niall's POV

I placed my guitar down quietly and wiped the lone tear trickling down my cheek, hearing the sound of quiet movement outside. I took a deep breath and walked to my door, opening it and being greeted in a flash of light then darkness.

It was almost like the cameras the paparazzi had. I stepped out and closed the door softly, hearing scuttling in the sitting room. I walked slowly down the corridor, not entirely sure if this was an intruder or just one of the boys or May.

I got closer and closer and it was only silence which surrounded me now. I went into the sitting room and without force, my eyes went directly to May. She was curled up in the arms of Josh, looking so peaceful and calm; absolutely beautiful.

It scared me slightly how the song that I had been singing seemed to represent my emotions to May and how I all I felt was pain when she seemed to feel happiness.

I sighed silently remembering the promise I had made to myself. It was going to be so hard having to try and be friends with her. Not only because every time I looked at her or her and Josh I felt great pain in my heart and the fact that I wanted to go back 3 years so desperately was killing me inside.

But also I knew that she hated me. How could she not?

2 Hours Later

May's POV

My eyes fluttered open as I felt something move from beneath me. Josh was moving slightly with his eyes squinting slightly. He smiled and his eyes widened," hello." I giggled," why hello there." His eyes creased and his expression became worried.

"What's the matter Josh?" I asked. "It's just... Are you ok? You look as if you have been crying," he asked. Shit. "Oh, erm, I cry in my sleep a lot. Sometimes because I have a bad dream or sometimes just, cause, I was er, born with it," I mumbled.

Well, technically it wasn't a lie. I did cry in my sleep. A lot. Too much in fact. But for different reasons. "Are you sure?" he asked concerned. "Of course," I smiled and pecked his lips.

"I should be going you know," I said as I looked at the time. It was just past 7 and even though I was having fun - minus the part where I had heard Niall singing and cried - I needed to go home. "Do you have to," he asked sadly.

"Yea, I'm sorry but I'll come visit some other time," I said. "Promise?" "Promise." He grinned and kissed me again. I pulled away and stripped the blanket off. "Be careful of-" "Shit," I muttered as I felt myself stand on someone.

I looked down and saw Louis lying like a pencil right next to the sofa. "Since when did Louis get there?" I asked. "He moves in his sleep, don't... ask how I know that," he chuckled. I rolled my eyes and quickly got off the sofa, managing to dodge Louis unconscious body this time.

How these boys could sleep through anything, I had no idea. Josh walked me to the door and kissed me softly. "I'll ring you," he said. "I'll be waiting but first, um. I have a slight problem," I mumbled. "That is?" "I don't have a car," I said.

He laughed but nodded, grabbing some keys and a jumper which looked more like Harry's then Josh's and slipped out of the apartment. "I'll drive you," he said. "Thanks," I chirped.

15 minutes later we got back to the familiar Uni car park and we both got out. "You don't have to walk me right to my door, this is fine," I said. Josh looked around suspiciously," are you sure?" I laughed," honestly Josh. There isn't going to be some mass murderer on private Uni grounds."

He raised his eye but nodded, leaning down to kiss me. "I'll see you soon," he said. "Of course," I smiled and waved to him. He waved back before climbing in his car and driving off.

I sped back to my room just in case there did just happen to be a mass murderer here and fumbled around with my keys, finally unlocking my room. "Is that you May?" called Chloe. I rolled my eyes mentally and shouted," no, it's the pizza man."

"But I didn't order pi- Oh, hey May. Why did you say you were the pizza man? Have you like changed sexuality and jobs?" she asked. I patted her on the back," and somehow I am questioning how you got into this university."

She slapped be but it didn't hurt and I just stood there. She was about to retort something when Sophie came rushing in. "Hey guys. Er, May, what's this?" she asked.

My eyes widened and then narrowed, glaring at Sophie. I snatched the notebook off her. "Where did you get this?" I hissed. She looked at me scared and gulped," um. I er, found it in your suitcase and--"

"What the fuck where you doing in my suitcase?" My voice raising in anger. "I'm really sorry, I was looking for something and I thought I had left it in your room so I decided to ch--" I slammed my door shut and didn't hear the rest of her excuse.

How could she just come in here like that and why did she have to find this? I didn't even know why it was here, it should've been thrown in the trash ages ago but like the necklace, I hadn't been able to do it.

I fell onto my bed and stared at the notebook. It was one of those battered, old, brown notebooks which always seemed to hold some air of mysteriousness and wonder which is why I had loved it so much. Had.

I couldn't bring myself to open it because I knew I would be reminded of Niall's voice and the way we wrote the songs together. We both loved to sing. Well he was the singer, I was the writer. He wrote with me most of the time and it had been one of our shared passions. Had.

It had mean't everything to me, sometimes more than the necklace and maybe that was the reason I hadn't thrown it away but then again, that was more the reason to throw it away.

I carefully brought back the cover and was greeted by a whole array of song titles. On the first page was our contents where we had the names of all the songs we had written and what page. I know, it sounds a bit weird but it was helpful seeing as we had so many songs.

The next few hundred pages were filled from top to bottom with lyrics and notes. Doodles mainly thanks to Niall when his attention span reached an all time low and little sentences consisting of: I love you or shall we go out to Nandos?

I felt tears run down my cheeks as I read them. Niall's familiar handwriting piercing holes into my already torn heart. Endless names of titles ran down the pages: First Sight, When You Left, Rock Me, Beach House. Every one brought back memory beyond memory.

I stopped at Rock Me and I couldn't help smiling slightly. It had been the joke song. The one which the little-sick-minded Niall had written with a bit of help from me. It wasn't a serious one but it was probably my favorite one.

Not because of the lyrics, no, that was just weird but because when we wrote it, I had the most fun in the world. We were on the beach in the summer and messing around in the water. Niall would always try and dunk me in the water as revenge for burying him in the sand.

He, of course, had come up with the idea of the song and I had just agreed because it was a joke and still was. But even that joke mean't so much to me. 


Did you like it?? I hope you did!! God, I feel so sorry for our little Nialler :( More feelings and stuff but hopefully it was good!!!!

I'm not sure if you guys have noticed it but I have made a little connection between the song and the title. The songs come up later in the story as well!!!

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The next chapter will be called: Boxing Time

Love you guys,

Mina xxxx

P.S. Imperfection is beauty,

madness is genius and

it's better to absolutely ridiculous

than absolutely boring.

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