Yours (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

When tragedy strikes, you look for the closest people for comfort. When Niall runs into an old flame, he realises just how much he's been missing all these years. They battle it out through the problems they face... but will they be able to rekindle the love they once had?


1. Chapter 1

**Niall's POV**

I've had friends come and go. I've had family come and go. It never really bothered me until she left. Sophia. She was my closest friend. I told her everything and we shared the most amazing experiences together. We were more like brother and sister rather than best friends. Our parents used to call us the terrible two because we used to get up to some right mischeif! The laughs we had, day in and day out, made us look like complete idiots but we didn't care, because we had eachother. I remember the time we decided to take a midnight walk on the beach and Sophia came up with the idea that we should skinny dip in the ocean. I thought it was a terrible idea, but she was totally up for it, so I didn't refuse. She was always really outgoing like that, a down to earth, chilled out type of girl. That was my favourite thing about her amongst other things.

When she left it broke me. Our time together during the summer made me forget that she was only here for a couple of months and then she had to go back to the Phillipines. It took me a while to get back to my old routine of my boring life. But I guess I'll always have the memories in the photos and the souvenirs we brought back from our crazy adventures. In a way, I guess she will always only be a memory in my mind. Something I never thought she would be.

--- A winter afternoon ---

"Niall! Your dinner's ready, come get it before it gets cold!" My mam shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm coming Mammy!" I shouted back. I hated how unorganised my room was but, to be honest, I don't have the energy to clean it.

I rooted trough the huge pile of clothes in the corner and managed to discover a matching pair of socks. I grabbed my phone and rushed downstairs to enjoy my meal. When I got downstairs, my mam was cooking soup on the hob and my dad was watching a game of football on our small couch in the living room.

"Your soup is on the table." Mam said.

"Tanks mammy." I couldn't gobble it down fast enough, and within five minutes, it was gone.

I joined my dad in the living room and pulled up the recliner to rest my feet. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I slid it out, unlocking it. It was Harry asking if I wanted to play football.

'I'll be out in five mate.' Send.

It was 5 degrees outside and he wanted to play football. Mind you, I needed something to get me out of this house. Winter is horrible when you're an outdoors person.

"Mammy I'm going out! I won't be late." I told her as I slipped my shoes on and pulled my hoodie over my head.

I slammed the door shut and jogged down my driveway, along the street and over to Harry's house. He was sat on his door step with his football in his hands.

"Niall mate! Balls bust." Harry sighed.

"Well what shall we do? I'm not going back inside." I groaned, sitting next to him.

"We could go to town and chat up girls again?" he laughed.

"Mate... we're bored not desperate." 

"Well I don't know about you, but there are some right hotties that hang near the fountain."

Why wasn't I surprised when I heard this?

"Harry you've got a girlfriend." I reminded him.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her." he laughed. "You coming?"

"Fine. But I'm not chatting anyone up." I replied and we headed to town.

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