Gotta Be You


I glance up at him, and sure enough he has tears trickling down his face. I reach up and wipe them away with my thumb.

“I thought I had lost you. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I had.” He says it slightly louder now. “I was terrified. I shouldn’t have left you. I should have been by you that whole time.” He shakes his head, tears flowing steadily now.


15. Promises

The Twitter names i used i just made up... so yeaaah... ENJOY!



Megan’s POV


Niall and I have been dating for a while now, and I’m around the boys a lot because of it. So, here we are; sitting in mine and Niall’s living room; the nine of us; Niall & I, Louis & Eleanor, Liam & Danielle, Zayn & Perrie, and of course, Harry. I can’t help but feel bad for him. He’s sitting there like a little lost puppy while the rest of us are all cuddled up with our girlfriend or boyfriend. Harry sighs and looks down to the ground; I swear my heart just broke a little. I WILL find someone for Harry; that’s a promise.


I think back to my life at home; before I moved to London. I had a few friends there, but none stood out more than Breanna Winters.



Bre and I were inseparable. We were practically sisters; always at each other’s houses and always with one another. I never did anything without talking to Bre about it first. I’ve known Bre since preschool. Breanna is funny; very sarcastic really; she’s caring and always looking out for others, not to mention how pretty she is. Ever since we were little Bre was the one who would get the guys; everyone was wrapped around her finger. To me, Harry and Bre seemed like a perfect match.


“Uhmm, if you’ll all excuse me for a moment, I need to make a call.” I say kindly as I leave Niall’s side. I make my way over to the balcony off the kitchen and pull out my phone. The Britain air is brisk and nippy. I can’t help but shiver slightly, it only being fall. I snuggle in to my sweater more and place my phone to my ear.


After three rings, Breanna picked up.




I smiled listening to her voice. I missed it so much. I hadn’t talked to her on the phone since I left Canada for London a few months back. She sounded perky and happy.


“Hey Bre” I say casually, as if nothing happened. You see the thing with Breanna and I is that no matter how long we’ve been apart, we stay the same; we’re still that close.


“Megan! How’s London treating you girl?! And do I hear an accent growing on you?” she sounded shocked.


“Yeah, I’m good. I’m good. It’s great here, yeah.” I say smiling. “What about you? Last I heard you and James were getting along pretty well” I add with a wink. I know she can’t see me but whatever.


“Well, James and I have been going out on a few dates, but nothing’s official yet.”


“Yet” I say with a laugh. “That boys been all over you since eighth grade!”


“So, is there any particular reason you’re calling me out of the blue like this or..?” She trails off.


“Well, here’s the thing. I love London so much, and I thought ‘Hey! There’s only one thing that could make it better right now.’ You. So, I was wondering if you’d like to come out and pay a visit? Niall and I have a flat here, you could stay with us.”


“OH. MY. GOD! You did NOT just ask me that! YES! Of course I’d love to come visit you! Wait… who’s Niall?”


“Great! I’ll send you the ticket information! See you soon!”


“Wait! Megan!”

I hung up before she could ask about Niall, I wanted her to meet him first. She never really watched the news or read papers... or keep up with the latest gossip for that matter. So of course she had no idea who One Direction was little alone I was dating 1/5 of them.


I step back inside and everyone’s cheering and hollering. I must’ve missed something.


I take my seat beside Niall once more as everyone continues with their conversations.


“Who did you call?” I look up at Niall with a smile.


“My friend Breanna. She’s coming to stay with us for a few days, is that alright?”


“Yeah, babe. It’s beyond fine. It’s great really. I’d love to meet her.”


I can’t help but stare at him in amazement. He’s just so perfect. The way his smile reaches his eyes. The way he his cheeks get big when he smiles. The way his eyes shine like the ocean…


I’m pulled out of my thoughts when my phone goes off. Signalling that I had a Twitter notification. I look and I see that I got more hate. I mean, yeah I got hate and I was kind of expecting it but, it’s been getting worse lately. I feel my eyes well up as I read through them.


@HoranIsMine: @Megann_ back off you ugly little slut! He’s MINE!


@NiallersGirl: @Megann_ I have no idea why he’s even dating you… You look like shit! Fuck off my man!


@Beckka_1D: and the award for most ugly little shit goes to @Megann_


@Larry4Life: @Megann_ really doesn’t deserve @NiallOfficial, she’s so fucking fat! It’s disgusting!


@GetInMyBedNow: @Megann_ do you not realize how fat and ugly you are? Like cut back and put a bag on your head please!


@NiallsBabe: @Megann_  just kill yourself already!




I stand up fast and run to the bathroom before anyone can see me crying.

I can hear Niall calling after me. Soon he’s knocking on the bathroom door.


“Babe? Are you alright?”


I said nothing but turned on the shower and continued letting the tears stain my cheeks with my makeup. I just stepped into the shower. I didn’t bother taking my clothes off. I just didn’t care anymore. I sat there for a while, contemplating on what to do. Finally I came up with the idea of cutting. It seemed to take away pain right? I reach out of the shower and pulled open the drawer. I looked around until my eyes landed on the razor. I picked it up carefully and got back into the shower; setting myself on the ground. I took off my shirt, as it was long-sleeved and it was getting in the way; leaving me in my bra and pants.


Just before I was about to cut, I realized I didn’t want them to be noticeable. I didn’t want everybody judging me because of my scars. So I slid my pants off as well, leaving me now in just my undergarments.  I pulled up the side of my underwear and took a deep breath. I dragged the razor across my flesh; blood immediately rising to the surface; turning my leg from its natural colour to a deep red. I sucked in a breath in pain and then slowly let it out. The pain was my escape.


I was still crying and I just sat on the floor of the shower for what felt like hours, before I realized the knocking on the door had returned. I jump a little when the bathroom door bursts open and Niall is rushing into the bathroom. He searches for a while before his eyes land on mine. His eyes grow in fear when he sees the blood on my leg and sees the razor sitting idly on the floor. He shuts the door and hurries over to me; getting in the shower. It’s a big shower; a walk-in, could probably hold five three more people.


Niall grabs me and pulls me close to him. My body shakes as a wave of sobs hit me; rattling through my body. He just sits there, holding my and hushing me. I finally settle down and we sit in silence; the shower running water down our faces and bodies. We sit in silence until Niall speaks.


“I saw the hate…” he says it hardly over a whisper. I look at him and see that he’s been crying too. It hurts me to think that I made this cheerful boy cry. He continues, “It’s not true; none of it. You aren’t fat, you are nowhere near being a slut, and you are beautiful; beautiful beyond compare. Lies, all of what they said are lies.”


“Niall, how could you be with me? I’m ruining your career as we speak. They all hate me. Just admit it, I’m a screw-up, and you probably wish you never met me…” I trail off as another wave of tears washes over me.


“MEGHAN LEIGH FISHER! I love you with my whole heart! Why can’t you see that? I love the way your eyes sparkle when you laugh; I love the way you blush when someone compliments you; I love the way you think of others before yourself; I love the way your smile makes me smile; I love how your eyes put the ocean to shame. I love everything about you.” Niall looks me dead in the eye, leans in and kisses me passionately, with an amount of love that’s indescribable. He lightly bits my lower lips and tugs on it; asking for entrance to my mouth. I let him in as soon as he does it. His tongue starts to explore my mouth. Finding its way along my cheeks and dragging itself along the back of my teeth.


We sit there, in the shower, making out for a while. I pull back and I just sit there; staring at him. He grabs my hand and start to sing.


“Your hand fits in mine
Like it's made just for me
But bear this in mind
It was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me”

After he finishes that part the other boys come in the door and sing along with him.

“I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
When you smile
You've never loved
Your stomach or your thighs,
The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do
It's you
Oh, it's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me

I know you've never loved
The sound of your voice on tape
You never want
To know how much you weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things

You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you
You'll never treat yourself right, darling, but I want you to.
If I let you know I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh.

And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you,
Oh, it's you,
It's you they add up to
And I'm in love with you
And all these little things

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things”




All the boys then came over and wrapped me up in a big group hug.




All the boys laugh and apologize to me; mumbling ‘sorry’ on their way out.


When they all leave, Niall takes me out of the shower and places me gently on the closed toilet seat. He pulls out the first aid kit and patches up my newly made cut. He kisses it lightly; making me giggle at his silliness. His face turns serious now, as he grabs my waist and looks into my eyes.


“Promise me you won’t do this again. Please, Megan, I can’t stand to think of you getting hurt.” I look into his eyes, tears threatening to spill over his lower eyelid. I wipe his eyes with my thumb. He takes it in his hand and kisses it lightly. “Please. I love you so much Megan. Promise me?”


“I promise.”

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