Save You Tonight - Niall Horan-

Felicity was never well loved at her school. In fact, she's hated by everyone. One tiny detail from her past has blown up in her face. Her best friend, who was the only one that looked past her horrible childhood, has left. He's gone. It's like he forgot she even existed. When her best friend comes back, along with some new friends he's made, will one of these 5 boys help her and save her from the depression she is so close to falling into?

Niall Horan Love Story.

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4. I Will Call You Fizzy. And You WIll Be Mine. And You Will By My Fizzy

"That is the last of the boxes!" Zayn exclaims, setting the smallest, and last box down in the flat.

 

"Thank you, Zayn," I say walking over to him and leaning into him. "I really don't want to unpack." He wraps an arm around my shoulder, supporting my weight, and pats my arm.

 

"Honestly, no problem," he tells me, looking around the empty living room. "Do you want me to help you unpack?" he asks, shifting his weight slightly.

 

"You don't have to he-"

 

"-My question was, do you want me to help, not do I want to help," he states, cutting me off.

 

"I would appreciate the help, yes. But, you don't have to." He grins at me, suggesting that he will help. "Ok, so now that you're helping me, do I actually have to move?" He just gives me a Really? Are you serious? Look. I shrug and straighten to my full height. "Fine. Then let's just get this shit over with."

 

~

 

"Hey! It's Felicity!" someone shouts into my flat. Ok, who the hell is that? It was a guy, he's got a British accent, but I can't tell what state.

 

"Harry! I said not to just shout into her flat!" Zayn scolds. I laugh lightly, glance to the doorway of the living room where Zayn and the other four boys stand.

 

"Well, I'm sorry!" Harry whispers to Zayn. I laugh again and Zayn snaps his attention to me, giving me a You seriously just laughed? Look. I guess it could come as quite a shock to him. I mean, I don't laugh or smile very often. Really only when Zayn is around.  I mean, he's the only one that can make me happy, but now, within the past week, I've gotten somewhat close to the other boys. I'm not to shy around them, and they don't really scare me. Zayn's been trying to get me to tell them about Emily, but I just can't. I can't just go around telling every single person I meet. I'm not even quite sure if I trust the other boys yet. I mean, I'm not afraid of then, sure, but...they don't know I used to cut, I've quit, but...sometimes it's just so hard not to. It helps so much, at the time, then I just cry about it afterwards and question the universe as to why it's not a permanent release.

 

Honestly, I'm not sure what I think of the four boys that replaced me in Zayn's life. Sure, Zayn's back now, and I'm with him, but...I can't help but feel that these four boys took Zayn from me. Now, Zayn will be on tours, and visiting the world, while I'm stuck here, learning and alone. He'll promise to call, or text, or Skype, but then he won't and I'll be sitting here, my hopes soaring high, waiting for him, when he never comes. Because these four boys took him.

 

It's not their fault though. Zayn was the one who decided to leave. But, he didn't make it past bootcamp. So, instead, he was placed with these four. I really shouldn't be blaming the boys. I should be blaming the judges. Things could have gone differently. He could have just been sent home, where he would be with me, and I wouldn't be so depressed. He would be there to stand up for me, to comfort me, to tell me that I'm not what everyone says I am. He could have made it past bootcamp where he wouldn't be preoccupied with four other boys, therefore not forgetting to call me when he promised.

 

And I know I sound so self centered, and I hate myself for it, but I can't help but think that my life wouldn't be this terrible if Zayn was there. If he had called when he promised. If he was there to comfort me. Sure, he visited when he came to see his family, but was that enough? Obviously not.

 

"So, why are you guys here anyways?" I question as Niall and Zayn sit on either side of me. I twist so I'm leaning my back against Zayn's left arm, my feet and legs draping over Niall's lap. I look around at the boys expectantly.

 

"We were bored, and Zayn knows where the key is outside," Niall answers, fiddling with a loose string on the end of my sweatpants.

 

"So you thought I could magically un-bore you?" I ask while Harry and Louis sit down on a large chair. How they both fit, I don't know. Harry is practically on top of Louis, but neither of them seem to mind. Liam, having nowhere else to sit, sprawls himself on the floor by Niall's feet.

 

"No..." Louis trails off, answering my question. "We just...erm....uh...IT WAS HARRY'S IDEA!"

 

"No it wasn't!" Harry protests. "It was Zayn's idea." I glance up at Zayn as he smiles down at me.

 

"True dat, bro!" Zayn exclaims in a goofy "hipster" accent, giving off a duck face and making a peace sign with his right hand. The boys look at him as if he's crazy, but I just giggle quietly at his weirdness. He's always been like that. Looking to be quiet, shy, maybe give off the occasional "Bad boy" impression, but mainly, he just tries to lighten awkward or sad tensions in the room. Always trying to make people smile by doing the dorkiest things.

 

I used to be the same way. Then I was raped, and got pregnant, and my parents made me abort the baby, and everyone at school called me a killer and a murderer, everyone turned against me, then Zayn left. All in five short years. Somewhere in that period of time, my parents started hating me, too. I wouldn't remember to do my chores, or I wouldn't listen to what they were saying because I would be stuck in a horrible day dream, or I'd be home too late from school because I was talking to the guidance counselor, trying to cheer myself up. Other times I would be trying to tell them what all of the kids are doing to me, and they'd call me a liar. Eventually, they got tired of it, seeing as grounding me wouldn't do any good because I didn't really have a social life outside of Zayn, they turned to abusing me. I stopped seeing the guidance counselor, I stopped telling them what the kids at school said and did, I tried not to think about it too hard in their presence, but then, nothing worked. I'd still forget to do my chores, and they'd be right there again. Abusing me. Sometimes even for no reason. It's like they were waiting for an excuse, then once they got it, they wouldn't stop. No matter what.

 

"Zayn," I say, looking right into his eyes. He raises his eyebrows at me expectantly. I take a breath and put a look of seriousness on my face. I can tell he's expecting me t be serious. "You do a hipster voice," I say in a serious tone of voice, my facade not breaking as the serious look stays on my face. He cracks a smile while the other boys start laughing. I hold my serious gaze in his for as long as I can before I crack a smile and laugh so hard it shouldn't be legal for people to listen to the horrible noises.

 

"Louis... she...she sounded like...like you!" Zayn gasps between laughs. I cock an eyebrow at him in question. "We were doing our tour video diaries, and one of the questions was if we could use any dance move to pull a girl, what would we do, and I said that I would do a triple backflip, and then Louis said," Zayn pauses and looks at Louis and Louis smirks saying, "Zayn, you can't do a triple backflip" sounding exactly like I just sounded.

 

"Oh, wow. That's....yeah. Ok," I say, try to sound unenthusiastic.

 

"Oh, come on! You totally sounded like he did!" Zayn protests.

 

"Yeah, I did. But the thing is, you honestly can't do a triple backflip," I tell him seriously, making the other guys laugh. He just shrugs.

 

"He claims to have a double down, now he's working on a triple," Liam pipes up, his voice muffled by the carpet below his face.

 

"Zayn, you can't even do a single backflip," I scoff, making the boys who just got over their laughing, burst into hysterics.

 

"Well, you know what Fels?" he asks in that joking, warning tone people always use when they're pretending to be mad at you. I raise my eyebrow at him, signaling for him to continue. "Things change."

 

"Well, then I am offended you didn't share this piece of information with me," I say. No way you're getting out of this one, bud.

 

"Ok, yeah. You're right. I can't even do a backflip."

 

"That's what I thought!" I exclaim, pointing my finger at his face, dangerously close, I might add. He looks down at it, crossing his eyes, and snaps at it, pretending that he's going to bite it. I pat down on his nose, like you would to a pet that did something bad. "Bad boy. No biting," I scold, patting down on his nose again. He narrows his eyes at me playfully. I just shrug and rest my head back on his shoulder, closing my eyes.

 

"I see coming to Fizzy's place wasn't as entertaining as I thought it would be. She's going to sleep!" Louis exclaims. I open my eyes and cock an eyebrow at him.

 

"Fizzy?" I ask.

 

"My little sister's name is Felicite. We call her Fizzy. So now I will call you Fizzy. And you will be mine. And you will be my Fizzy," he says grandly, quoting Finding Nemo, my favorite movie of all time. Well, not exactly, but close.

 

"I'm not protesting the nickname Fizzy, but I am not yours," I chuckle. He pouts, but nods.

 

"You know, we should watch Finding Nemo!" Zayn suggests.

 

"I'm up for it!" I exclaim. Zayn smirks at me, knowing it's my favorite movie. Niall looks down, mumbling a "Let's not." Liam perks his head up.

 

"We're watching Finding Nemo?" he asks, suddenly interested in us for once.

 

"No," Harry groans.

 

"Four against two, let's do it!" I exclaim. "Liam, go put it in."

 

"What? Why me?" he protests.

 

"Because I'm on top of Zayn and Niall, and Harry is on top of Louis, and Haz doesn't look like he's going anywhere, and you're on the floor. Therefore, you must do the honors of moving your lazy ass and putting the DVD in," I explain. He sighs, buts get's onto his knees and trudges over to the DVD player, starting the movie.

 

 

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I haven't updated in four months! I feel absolutely terrible! Probably longer than four months actually. : (

 

I honestly have no legitimate excuse for my lack of updates. I'm sorry. There's just been a lot going on in my life. Friend drama, family drama, 8th Grade Graduation, finals, sometimes I didn't have access to a computer, a lot of things are going wrong in my life, there was a brief month where I just didn't feel like doing anything and I just honestly, barely did anything. I am so sorry. I really am. I will try and update more frequently for you guys! : ( I feel terrible.

 

So, to try and make up for it, I wrote a semi long chapter. It's about double what I normally do I think. So...I hope you guys liked it. : (

 

Also...I'll try and update as much as I can the next few days, but tomorrow I'm doing my laundry and packing for a weekend of camping for the annual family reunion thrown for my mom's side of the family, then Thursday I'm getting everything together, last minute shower and toiletry items packed and all that crap, and Thursday night I'm being picked up by my aunt, spending the night at her house, and I'm riding to the campground with my aunt, uncle, and cousins. I'll be gone until Sunday afternoon maybe Monday morning. I'm still not sure. So, I feel absolutely terrible that I won't be updating, and that I haven't updated, but this link is saved on my computer in many places, also reminding me to update.

 

I love my readers so much, and like I promised 100,000,000,000,000,000,000 times already, I'll try and update more often.

 

: ) Thank you guys so much for reading and sticking with it. : )

 

~Maggie <3

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