The one that got away

I'm Niall Horan's SISTER? Then why did he...

[Completed story]


29. I am SO sorry..

About an hour later..

That did not just happen, I’m dreaming right? Please somebody tell me I’m dreaming. Please. Like WHAT THE HELL. They’re the biggest boy band in the world, they can have any girl they want basically, why does he just have to come and kiss me. Ugh. Ok I know any other girl would be like : what’s wrong with you, Harry Styles kissed you and you’re complaining?  Yeah well I am. Because I’m confused.


I hear some shuffling outside my bedroom door and someone walks in. I don’t even bother lifting my head. I feel a strand of my hair being tugged behind my ear and soft lips kiss my ear, quietly followed by another, lower this time, and more down my neck. I want to smile but I groan. My life is so screwed up. Ok I know I’ve got it better than a lot of people out there but I JUST CANT. He backs slowly his weight shifting the bed lightly. He sighs.

“Are you mad at me?” I ask.

“I? What? No, of course not love, you’re point makes complete sense.”

I bite my lip.

“You know you drive me crazy when you do that.” He says staring deeply into my eyes.

I smile.

“Why are you acting so normal with me?”


“I just messed everything up, like I don’t know I said out loud what I was probably just supposed to keep to myself..”

“Love, you’re allowed to speak what you think, and the best part is, I agree with you. Even if we WON’T break up.” He said with a wink.

“How can you even know if that’s true?!”I snap. “Any direction you look in there are girls throwing themselves at you, and some are really beautiful…”I trailed off. “You could have any one of them.”

“Except I’m only looking in one direction (<-hehehe) and that’s you.”

I groaned.

“Come ON Lou.”

“Come what?!”

“I don’t know, I just think sometimes there’s better out there for you.”

“Why?” he asked confused.

“Because.. because I don’t think I reach your expectations.”

“I don’t have ANY expectations!” he shouted.

“Whatever.” I said rolling my eyes.

“Can we not fight the night right before I leave?” he pleaded.

“Maybe we could not fight, ever.” I said shrugging.

“Yeah that’d be great actually.” He said through gritted teeth.

I turned and gave him the best fake smile I could. “Then I guess I’ll spare you the trouble.”


I kissed him softly.

“I am so sorry…”

“For what?” he asked confused.

“For being a waste of time.” I paused. “Goodbye.” I bit my lip and got up quickly running out of the room but he grabbed my arm right before I could reach the door.

“Lou.” My voice cracked. “Please.” I choked as a tear rolled down my cheek.

“You are NOT a waste of time.. Vanessa, I love you.”

Another tear.

“Please, don’t do this.” He continued.

“Take it back.”I pleaded.

“No. I mean it.”

“PLEASE LOUIS. I CAN’T DO THIS.” I shouted. Pause. “I am so sorry.”

My back always facing him, I walk out of the room and shut the door.

I slide down the wall and sit on the floor, curling into a ball and clutching tightly to my knees keeping them stuck to my chest. What have I done.


I hear a punch on the wall in the room I just left and another sob escapes my lips. I burry my head in my arms and cry harder.


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