The concert that changed my life

Hi my names Nicole and I'm 17 years old! I get to go to a One Direction concert and what happens if I get the chance to meet a certain Irish boy?!? Will we find true love or will they're be devastation and destruction?


42. What should I do?

I wake up to the sound of my sister coming into my room. "Go away!" I yell throwing a pillow at the door. "Come on Nicole you need to get up you've slept through the whole day it's 8 in the morning."

What I slept through the whole day and night? Man I guess I really was tired. "I don't care just leave me alone!" I pull my blanket over my head hoping she will leave me alone. But with my luck she doesn't and I can feel my bed sink in from where she sat.

"Nicole come one please lets talk."

"Fine you want to talk." I say throwing my blanket off and sitting up.

"Lets talk about my boyfriend who I love cheated on me after he told me he would always love me and would never do anything to hurt me. I know everyone says that and I was stupid enough to believe him." Now there are tears running down my cheeks.

"Aww Nicole your not stupid come here." She says pulling me into a hug. I grip on to her tight while crying into her chest. "I promise you that you did nothing wrong and he is an idiot and is going to feel my wrath for hurting you." She says stroking my head and wiping off some tears still on my cheeks.

"Just... what should I do?" I said looking up hoping she will have an answer. She looks at me taking a few seconds to think before she responds "I think you should do what ever your heart tells you too."

"I was hoping you wouldn't say that and would give me a real answer." I say laughing a little.

"I know but that is the best advice anyone can give you." She says giving me one more tight squeeze before she gets up and heads for my door.

"Ashley?" I say before she can leave. She turns around and looks at me.

"Thank you." She smiles and leaves closing the door behind her.

I grab my phone off the table and see I have 10 missed calls and 15 text messages all from Niall. I sigh and can feel the tears threaten to spill out at any moment. I push them back and wipe my eyes. No I can not just sit here and cry all day I have to be productive, I have to keep my mind off of it. I then see I have a missed call from Liam and decide I might as well talk to my best friend even if that happens to also be his best friend. So much for getting my mind off of it.

I press his contact and listen to the ring and wait for him to answer.

(Liam's in bold)

It takes about two rings before I hear "Nicole!" I laugh at his enthusiasm before I answer "Hey Liam!"

"I'm so glad you called I was worried." I can hear the worry in his voice.

"Well thanks I'm glad to hear you care. At least someone does." I mumble the last part hoping he wouldn't hear.

"Nicole I'm so sorry Niall's a complete tool for hurting you like that. Don't worry the guys and I haven't let him forget it either."

"That's sweet but don't do that he's still your best friend." And it's true I don't want them to hate him just to make me feel better.

"He hasn't come out of his room since you guys hung up yesterday." Liam says sighing afterwards.

I look out my window and see a bird sitting on the end and remember the first time Niall and I slept together. How wonderful it was. I walk over and open my window and the bird to my surprise doesn't fly away. It just sits their on the tree outside my window.

"Hello? Nicole?"

"Huh? Sorry. I have to go but I'll call you later ok?"

"Ok and hang in there just remember that we all love you. And also give Eleanor a call she was really worried about you as well."

"Thank you I will bye Liam!" I hang up and continue to stare out the window at the bird. It's so peaceful looking, like it doesn't have a care in the world. That's how I wish my life could be.

Just care free no responsibilities no drama just me having a good time. The bird starts to chirp loudly and that just brings me back to Niall's and my first night together. Which thinking about that just brings tears back to my eyes. For the rest of the day I just sat by my window crying silently to my self wondering how everything got so screwed up.



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