Secrets (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Grace is a fifteen year old girl from London. She isn't the most outgoing person, she never really talks to anybody.
But when she gets to know that 'new Kid' in school, she finally opens up. Will he still talk to her, once he finds out about her secrets?

(One Direction are NOT famous here.)


18. old friends at night

''Carol?'' I shouted, after I've reached the living room.

''She is asleep babe.'' I heard my mom call. 

Suddenly, she stood in front of me. She smiled widely and engulfed me into a hug.

''Oh Grace, I miss you.''

What? well, I was still living in the same house as her right?

''Why is that mom?'' I asked, sounding pretty confused.

''You used to always be here with me, now suddenly you've changed. You go out with your friends, and you have a boyfriend and everything is happening so fast...''

I interrupted her immediately.

''What the heck mom, I do not have a boyfriend?'' I almost screamed, because I was in shock, like really.

''Well... Carol might have read your diary..'' Mom looked down, ashamed.

''What the hell, why would she freakin do that!?'' I was in horror. ''And,'' I added, '' I did not say that he was my boyfriend, I just said.. oh it's none of your freakin business. I'm going to bed. Night.'' 

I ran up the stairs. 

I slammed the door to my room shut and lay down on my soft comforter.

I couldn't be mad at Carol actually. She is little. I don't think she meant to upset me. But the whole boyfriend thing? I definitely needed to talk to Carol. First thing tomorrow.

I slowly stood up, groaning because it was a pretty awkward situation and did my nightly routine.

Removing my Make-up, showering, changing, brushing my teeth. 

I was about to head to bed, when I suddenly got the urge to do it again.

Shit. That couldn't be true huh?

I turned on my heel and walked back into my own little bathroom. 

I looked into the mirror, and started pointing out every flaw I've ever had.

My nose, my skin, my body, everything seemed wrong.

I opened the little cupboard above my dirty little mirror and looked for my old 'friends' as I  liked to call them sometimes.

The blades. 

The ones that made my life worse, while making it better at the same time.

Some were old, some were new. And so were my scars.

Some barely visible, some old, some new, and some deep.

I knew I shouldn't. 

But something kept telling me I had to.

I didn't understand why, it had been a great day. I've had fun and found friends.

I looked up again and noticed my phone lighting up.

I quickly dropped the blades and went to see who had messaged me.

2 new messages from



I started with the message Erin had sent me.


Yo Gracie Bear. Today was incredible! Again? xxx


I replied and went to read Niall's.


Hi Grace! I know it's late, but I'm mega bored. Mind if I come over right now? xo Niall






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