Brittney always gave me trouble. She gives all of us trouble. Constantly. She lives just to make my life a living hell. She even got to my first boyfriend, just because she thought he was 'Cute and that she should get a turn'.

His name was Niall Horan. He had blond hair and the brightest, clearest, bluest eyes you would have ever seen. It was his signature. He may have crooked front teeth and had to get braces, but I loved that about him. He can be different, but still be the best he can be. He know he had that effect on me where I could get lost in his eyes for days.

He was my only weakness and Brittney had knew it. She uses it against me whenever she wanted to. And that was very often. She would barge in, interrupting Niall and I while we were in a deep conversation and start twirling her hair around her thin finger. The typical, idiotic popular girl. She would start giggling at nothing just to get his attention. She did everything she could to tear us apart. No matter the drastic measures of her sanity.

Eventually, over time, it worked for her, I don't know how, but it worked. She just gets on my nerves so often. It's incredible how one person can say or do to you, to the point where you just want to throw yourself out a window, 50 floors high. Or, the typical saying how you would like to give them a high five. With a chair. Made of steel. Full of spikes. With Diseases. And poison. She get's me that mad. But one day, Niall ended up having to move back to Ireland so he could be with his parents again. They were found after an accident and were going to retire from the spy field, and wanted to be with their son for a while.

*Three Years Ago*

"Hey Princess, don't cry." He tells me softly, caressing my tear stained face.

My heart flutters every time he calls me his Princess. He was the only guy here that I can let all of my emotions out. Whenever I have to rant about how stupid and idiotic she can be, he is always right there sitting next to me and listening to every word. We got a call saying that Niall has to go back to Ireland to see his parents since they were found. His parents have been M.I.A. for years just like mine have. Except mine didn't come back.

They just returned and they want to see him as soon as possible. I would have forced him to go if he wasn't already required. But we just found out just now that he is going to move there permanently, which is why I'm crying. I don't want to lose him since I know already that long distance relationships don't ever work out. There is too much distance between us and we eventually drift away from each other.

It is currently the last day of school before Spring Break and everyone is leaving the school. Packing bags and saying goodbye to friends, before they go to see their own families and travel. We are all in the lobby one by one leaving in vans. I, on the other hand, am staying at the school since my mom is the Head Mistress and she is my only 'family'. So while everyone else is traveling the world and having a grand old time, I'm stuck in this boring building to myself for four weeks. So yeah.

"What are we going to do about us, Ni? I won't be able to see you again." I quietly spoke. He immediately pulled me into his chest for a protective hug, gliding his hand on my back softly, hushing me.

"Shhh. I will be back for you, I promise. I always will. I-" he pauses. I turn my head so I can look up at him just as he looks away from me, his cheeks slowly turning pink. I move my head to the side, scrunching my nose a little bit.

"What?" I asked confused. He stays silent for a moment before looking back at me.

"I love you Ariella." He sighs, my heart stopping.

"What did you just say?" I ask, a small smile forming on my face.

"I love you." He repeats, more firm this time. "Always have. Always will. You mean everything to me and I will never let you go. I promise." I stood in awe in his arms that are now loosely around my waist. He seemed very relieved to say it but then fear quickly washed in since I have not responded yet. He knows I'm not one to say 'I love you' much at all, unless it was a friend, that is a girl. I send him a smile, hoping to relax him a bit.

"I love you too Ni." I whispered. He grinned ear to ear as he sighed happily before kissing my lips softly, before pulling me in for another hug. A man in a dark tux and sunglasses soon came through the large doors. Even though he had the tinted sunglasses on, it was obvious that he was scanning the room before he finally saw us. When he got to us, he cleared his throat, Niall slowly releases me and turned to him.

"Mr. Horan, your van has arrived and if you want to make it to your plane on time, I suggest that we leave now." he said as he started taking hold of his luggage that was next to us and taking it outside to load into the van. Niall then looked back at me with his sad eyes, making mine pool up with the usual tears.

"I will be back soon I promise. Don't think of this as a goodbye, that's too sad." He removes a stray tear rolling down my cheek before continuing. "Think of this as a 'See you soon' hmm?" He said with hopeful eyes. I guess he's right. If he is going to keep his promise, we will see each other, soon, hopefully. I nodded my head in agreement and he lightly smiled. "That's my girl." He raises his large hands up to gently cup my face as he moved his face to my forehead, his lips hovering in front of me.

"I love you, so much, and I will see you soon." he mumbled against my forehead before placing a kiss there and then softly to my lips. He backed away and wiped stray tears that escaped my eyes once more. I hugged him around his torso tightly knowing this is going to be the last time I hug him in a long time. He quickly reacted by hugging me back just as tight, knowing he is thinking the same.

After a while we heard someone clear their throat and we turned our heads without letting go to face the same man from before. His face expression said 'its time to go now lets go.' Then walked outside, most likely to the van.

"See you soon, Princess. I love you." He releases me, holding me out at arms length.

"See you soon Ni. I love you too." I smirked and he lightly laughed. He picked up his bag that was at his feet and placed it onto his shoulder.

He kisses me sweetly and turned and walked towards the door to the outside where the van was impatiently waiting for him. I wanted to run up to him and tug him back, keep him here with me, to keep me company, to stay by me. To love me. But I can't. He has other important things to do, and who am I to stop him?

Before he exited the building, he turned around and blew me a kiss as corny as possible. I pretended to catch it and place it over my heart, before repeating the same action to him. Once he left my sight through the closing door, my feet carried me over to the large window next to the door and watched him get in the van. He rolled down the window and mouthed 'I love you' with a genuine smile. I mouthed it back and waved to him as the van began to drive out of the school and out of the gates. Taking him away from me for who knows how long.

It's funny, really, the moment we say 'I love you', is the same moment we say 'goodbye'.

Notes

These first few chapters are going to act like the 'prequel' to this story to clear things up and give you a foundation of where this story is coming from so you won't get lost later on.

Please comment your thoughts so far, rate, and/or subscribe so I know whether or not to continue. I should have the second part of the flashback uploaded very soon.