Like children * Complete *

We all made choices we regret; choices that tear us apart. We deplore them so much we wish we could start all over again.
But even with a second chance, can what has been broken be fixed?


6. Chapter 5

I sit on the couch, staring ahead for a long while. I think I need to sleep; yes, a little rest would be great. Then, when I'll wake up, everything will be alright again. I mean why the hell would Niall come back to see me? I don't even think he can remember me or all those years.

I sigh loudly and walk to my bedroom. I lie on my bed and fall asleep straight away even though I woke up less than an hour ago.



She is at home, pacing around, nervous, when her phone rings. She answers straight away as she is holding her phone tightly in her hand. She doesn't need to look at the screen to see who is calling her; she had been waiting for that call for hours.

"What happened?" she asks in a whisper, afraid of what he would answer. She can hear him breath loudly.

"I... I got eliminated," he replies a while later, trying hard to hide his disappointment.

"I'm really sorry, Niall. They don't know what they just done; they just eliminated the most talented boy ever!" Eileen needs to comfort him. Though she can't see him, she knows he is shaking his head.

"Thanks Eileen. But this won't make them change their minds," he mutters, weeping.

"It's my entire fault... I shouldn't have pushed you into auditioning for the X-Factor..." Eileen feel guilt grow in her.

"No, it's not your fault! I agreed with you... It's just that the others are much better." A tense silence follows his sentence; Eileen could only hear him sob.

"I have to go, sorry, Eileen. See you in a few days!" And he hangs up.

Eileen sits down on the floor, feeling sad for her best friend. She knows it was his dearest wish to be a singer. She just has to wait for him to come back home to try to cheer him though she knows it would take a long time.



I wake up suddenly, tears flowing down my cheeks. It has been a long while since I last dreamed about that day; about our last conversation. He never called ever since. He didn't even tell me that he was in a band, I heard of it in the news. And I have never seen him ever since either.

And now, he is back as if we really saw each other yesterday!

Hang on... There is something wrong. I get out of bed and rush downstairs into the kitchen. I grab the calendar and look at it, my heart beating fast. I stare wide-eyes at it, which now is lying on the floor as I let if fall.



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