The Girl Next Door

Mia has just moved into a new apartment in London and her neighbor happens to be Liam Payne. She thinks she has fallen for his friend Niall, until Liam gets involved and things get complicated.
Niall or Liam? Niall or Liam?
Will she end up with one of them or none?
Will she be able to escape her past and have a chance at romance?
Or will she stay 'just The Girl Next Door...


19. Flashback

*12 years ago,*

Mia's P.O.V

It was a regular day for my family. My dad went to work, my mum stayed home with my 6 year old sister Ella and I went to school.

That night, as we were eating dinner, Ella announces, "I want to get a tattoo."

My dad and I burst into fits of laughter. 

"Mia, George, pull yourselves together," My mother barks at us, "Ella, honey, why do you want a tattoo?" She asks.

"Because, I want to have every experience." She says. "My life is going to be over soon and I want to start living it."

"ELLA JONES DON'T YOU DARE TALK LIKE THAT!" Our mother screams, "Your life is going to be as long as mine, maybe even longer okay? and I don't want you to ever talk about your disease like that, do you understand?"

"But mum, I-"

"No but mum's" she says sternly, "your going to be fine. Do you understand?" 

"Yes mum." She says.

"Good." Our mother says pleased, "Now eat your vegetables."

For the rest of dinner we sat in silence. My father and I ate quietly whilst our mother hovered over Ella, making sure she was eating all her vegetables and nutrients. 

Our mother was always trying to convince us that everything would be ok and that Ella's illness was just a cold, that over time would get better. I don't know who she thought she was fooling. We had all come to terms with it. Even Ella. She didn't care that her time was almost up. She just wanted to live it while it lasted. But our father was easily persuaded so I guess he agreed with our mum just to keep her happy. 


Later that night, I lay in Ella's bed next to her, waiting for her to drift off to sleep, when she whispers to me. 

"Mia, I want to show you something." She says, reaching over to her drawer and pulling out a sheet of paper. 

"I want you to keep this." She asked me.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"It's a sketch I did of the tattoo I wanted to get." She says, handing it to me. 

I take it from her and observe it. 

It was my name.

She had sketched the name 'Mia' surrounded by little flowers.

"Mia, can you promise me something?" She asks.

"Anything." I reply, a tear running down my cheek.

"Promise me that when your old enough, you'll get this tattoo for me." She says, "It doesn't have to be your name, it can be whoever's but please promise me you'll get this tattoo for me." 

"I promise" I say. 

And as we lay there, peacefully drifting off to sleep, I know that I will definitely keep my promise. 


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