Things happen for a reason

Nicki sanders is just a depressed 17 year old girl. That is, until she meets one direction. Is it possible to be in love with more than one guy? But with her past, will she ever trust anyone with her heart? I guess too find out you'd have to read :)


21. Chapter 19•

Nickis p.o.v.

i woke up today with dried tears all over my face. Today i was going back home. To get my fathers things. I started crying again. Would you cry more than a day if you found out your father was dead? Niall woke up beside me.

"Nicki are you crying?" He asked

"no." I said.

"come here" I did as he said and moved toward him. He put his arms around me again and rubbed my back. He knew I loved his voice an I loved hen he sung to me so he started singing 'let it be' by the Beatles. The song was written when one of their mothers died so the lyrics got to me and made me cry more. I heard the guys walk in to check on me while Niall was still singing. Then they all joined in. But El wasn't there. I'm guessing she left already. 

"Yeah let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah let it be
Oh there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah let it be
Oh there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Ah let it be, yeah let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be" they all sang. 

By the time they finished I put my head up, still crying. I got up and we had a group hug. I looked at Louis and noticed He was quite sad. I knew why, it's because he scared El might not be okay. Being on a plane and all. I went up to him and hugged him.

"she'll be okay." I whispered to him and he smiled at me.

"I'm just worried, that's all." He said. I hugged him again and shoowed them out of my room. I went into the bathroom and took my clothes and jewelry off. I went into the shower. I barley notice I was crying. Barley... Water always made me feel good. I loved it. I got out and tied my self. I put my wet hair up. I put on black tights (not leggings!) and jean shorts. I put on a loose white t-shirt and tucked it into the shorts because it was long on me. I'm pretty sure it was Liam's. I put on a tribal patterned cardigan. It was long and even covered my ass. I put on the light pink heel/ boots that Zayn got me. I put my hair down and let it naturally go into loose curls. I added the ring Liam got me, the bracelet Niall got me and the necklace my brother left for me. Which reminded me, I haven't written in it yet. I didn't put make up on because I'm pretty sure I'm gonna cry. A few tears were coming down my face. I can't control it. I can't even hold it in. I packed a bag full with things ill need for back home. But I only put 3 outfits because Liam said we won't be staying for long. I walked out with my luggage in hand and phone in the other. Before I left my room I checked my phone. I had more than 9,000 mentions on twitter. That's weird.. I checked it and saw that 'prayforNicki' was trending on twitter. How did they know? I then saw that each of the boys told their followers to do '#prayforNicki' I started crying even more. Why do people care? I ran into the living room. They all looked up at me. I made them stand up and we had a group hug.

"thank you guys a lot!" I said.

"for what?" Louis asked confused.

"twitter." I smiled. The first real smile. They noticed too because they hugged me again.

"are you all ready?!" I asked them. They all said "yup". We got our luggage and made our way out the loft. I got out first and my eyes were immediately blinded with flashes.

"what the hell?" I yelled while putting my hand infront of my face. The guys noticed what I was talking about and Liam pulled me into him. Our 'romance'. We were blocked. We literally could get of the porch of the loft. They kept asking me multiple questions.

"I'll answer 10 questions! That's it!" I shouted. They all shut up. 

"You don't have to. Their questions are really personal." Liam told me but I waved him off. The paps hands shot up. I chose one.

"How have you been dealing with your fathers death?" He asked me. There was a lump in my throught. I tried not to cry but a few tears slipped.

"Dealing seems like im trying to get over it. and im not, i want to remember eveything about him. i'm not 'dealing' with my fathers death. I'm trying to not cry at the mention of it." I responded.

"How are the guys helping?" Another asked.

"they've been amazing." I said.

"are you cheating on Liam? Wouldn't your dad be disappointed?" The third asked. This one shocked me a little.

"I would never Cheat on Liam. I'd rather die than hurt him. And even If i did, my father would except me either way."

"why are you so close with Harry and Niall?" 

"They understand me."

"have you and Liam had sex?"

"that's non of your business."

"Is the hate effecting you?"

"nope." I said while popping the 'p'

"How's Liam in bed?"

"amazayn." I said. The guys behind me were laughing as I used 'zayn' instead of 'zing'

"If you could date anyone out of the band other than Liam who would it be?"

"um.. I don't know. Maybe Louis. No wait! Zayn! Nah.. Maybe Harry, he's cheeky. Or Niall. He's very sweet." I said. I was totally serious. I couldn't pick.

"What do you want to be in life?"

"I don't know."

"if you could date anyone apart from anyone in 1D, who would it be?"

"duh, Justin Bieber. Actually Austin Mahone." I laughed. I felt Liam tighten his grip around me and I giggled.

"why do you love Liam?" One asked. I didn't know what to say.

"that was the 11th question. She doesn't need to answer." Liam told them. But i stopped him.

"no, I've got this." I said. "I love Liam because he is Liam. He's amazing, smart, funny and good looking. He treats me like a princess. And, I can't get him off my mind. No matter what I do. That's Love." I said. I tip-toed and kissed Liam on the lips. I heard the paps 'awe'. We separated and made our way into the car.


we arrived to the airport to find more paps. The guys and I made our way past them and into the airport. Liam paid for my ticket even though I could've. We sat waiting for the plane.

"Nicki?" I heard someone call. I turned around and hopped out of my chair. I ran at full speed toward Grant. He was my ultimate best friend back home. I jumped into his arm and wrapped my legs around his waist. He hugge me super tight. Grant had Light brown hair. It looked similar to Nialls hair but in brown. He was light skinned an his eyes were hazel. He was tall and built. I loved him a lot. He loved me a lot. But nothing more than best friend love. 

"Grant!" I screamed while in him arms.

"I missed you so much! I saw you all over tabloids." He said. We let go and I stood infront of him now.

"well, that's what happens when you're friends with the hottest bot band." I smiled.

"and dating? I want to meet him. Does he treat you right? I'll hurt him." He laughed. 

"We're fake dating. Long story but we starte fake dying and had to act like it." 

He nodded  and said "but I still want to meet him. Even if its fake, if he hurts you ill hurt him."

i just took his hand and led him back to the guys. I stood infront of them while they looked at me. I noticed I was still holding his hand and I let go.

"guys this is my best friend Grant, Grant this is Niall, Zayn, Louis, Harry and my fake boyfriend Liam." I said while pointing to each one. They all said 'hi' to each other.

"so where are you going?" Niall asked Grant.

"Finally going to Boston!" He said excited. "How about you guys?" He asked us.

"back home to Chicago." I said. 

"Why? You could be touring the world!" He asked.

"you didn't hear?" Liam asked him. Grant nodde his head.

"hear what?" He asked again.

"my father died." I said barley audible. But Grant heard me. He got up an hugged me while rubbing my back. He knew my father. They actually got along.

"I'm sorry." He said to me.

We exchanged numbers and I went off with the guys to the plane. This is gonna be scary. I hated planes, exspecially now.

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