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Distorted (A Niall Horan Story)

Chapter 23

*Alice POV*

After the things happened this morning, Niall took me home right away. He didn’t say anything on our way, but before he left he gave me a pale smile. I know he’s worried sick, and I think I’m really grateful that he found me, if he didn’t, who knows what would happen to me? I am lying in my bed right now. I think I hurt my head when the paparazzi suddenly came to me. I feel really bad for celebrities now.

I groaned when I heard my phone rang, maybe it’s from Jen? She must have watched the news. “Hello,” I paused a moment, “Mom?” oh God. “Alice, I’m really disappointed in you. I thought, sending you to London would make you be mature, and to keep yourself low profile. What if someone knew that you’re my children? They will harm you.” I tried to explain it to my mom, but I don’t know where to start, “Look, Alice, I have brought you a ticket back to America, and I want you to go home now.” Before I can even say a word, she hung up.

Oh, you can’t just decide like that. You sent me here all alone, and now you want me to leave, huh? What a selfish parent you are. Trust me, I won’t go back to where you are. “Look mom,” I called her right after, “I won’t go back to California. And about Niall, you know nothing about him. You have ruined my life, and now you want to ruin that again? I don’t want to consider you as my mom anymore.” Then I hung the call. I received many missed calls from her, but I can’t bring myself to take the call. I don’t know what’s happening with my life anymore. It is distorted.

Tears flew down to my cheek as I stand up; I take some of my clothes and stuffs that I might need. I put my coat on then I left my flat. I know it’s a short time, but I can’t live in here anymore. I will live on my own, starting from now. I will make a new start, so forget everything what had happened in London. I closed the door and smile. I left a key and a white envelope for a certain person. Niall Horan.



*Niall POV*
I left her all alone. I’m afraid that I might bother her. I can’t be beside her. I broke her. I made her cry I don’t know how many times. If I hadn’t come over to where she was yesterday, none of this would’ve happened, and she won’t ever meet her ex anymore. But, leaving her, that’s the last thing I would do, and it’s hard for me to. I’ve fallen for her, but maybe she doesn’t feel the same way?

My eyes are glaring at my PC the whole time. I strolled down the page which I browsed about my relationship with Alice. There are a lot of negative feedbacks, for like she’s not right for her, or I’m dating a criminal or whatsoever. But, despite all that, there’re still positive feedbacks which can make me smile. I’m thankful to those people. “I think, whoever you choose, Niall. If you think it’s she’s the right one for you, we will support you. –MC Tommo.” I know who it from is. Thank you. I closed the page and went to my bed. Maybe I drop by her place tomorrow, to make sure she’s okay. Maybe, I would just tell her how I feel about her tomorrow, never thought that just few hours I won’t be able to meet her anymore.

Notes

NOOOO! this is not over. yet. please don't stop until here D: but hope you likes this. Well, I love this chapter the most so far <3

sorry for grammar errors ;) hope you enjoy

Comments

It should be a movie! *in a fangirl sweak*
HoranHug! HoranHug!
6/25/13
aaaaawwwwww,that was rlly sweet! i liked it a lot!
That was amazing!!! :)
Thank you very much guys for reading until the end! I really hopes that you love my story, and feedbacks are welcome! I'm currently writing on my new story, so... I'll see you soon! xxEnchanted.