Niall's pov
"hello miss midland, is Carmen home." I asked. Nervously, I hadn't seen Carmen in a long time, for me maybe even too long. I first thought she was avoiding me, but then I called her, and she told me she was sick. So I wanted to visit her before I would leave

"yes she is dear, you want to come in?" Carmen's mom asked. I nodded my head, and she opened the door so I could walk in. I ran up the familiar stairs, and walked to Carmen's room. Carmen had a light pink room, and had white furniture. It looked cute, specially when it was hers.

"nock,nock." I said. I usually never nock, I just called out when I wanted to come in. I quietly opened the door, and saw Carmen lying on her bed.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT." Carmen screamed. I chuckled. Was she on her period? maybe I should have taken chocolates with me.

"you." I winked cheekily. She rolled her eyes, and threw her pillow at me. But I dogged away, and it fell somewhere behind me.

"what do you want Horan." she grumbled, and hid her face in one of her other pillows. She had a few pillows in her room, but all of them have met my face at least once. She likes to trow pillows. Her favorite target? Me

"just wanted to ask If you want to hang out today. But I'm not sure now, besides I heard you were sick. So who wants some Niall?" I walked towards her, and sat down. "are you feeling okay?" I whispered.

"I don't know." she Lifted her head and looked into my eyes. Her blue eyes met mine, but hers started to water. A strand of her strawberry blond hair fell for her eyes, and I tucked it behind her ear.

"shhh," I whispered, and embraced her into a hug. I stroke her hair. Her head laid on my chest, as it rose and fell. She quietly sobbed, and I didn't like to see her like this. Not in this stage.

"don't cry." I whispered into her hair. She sobbed into my white shirt, leaving a black trail from the little bit mascara she always wore.

She nodded, and whipped her tears. "sorry." she whispered. I gave her head a pat, and she smiled, trough her tears. the tears still visible on her cheeks. I whipped her tears away.

"don't be. You don't have to be sorry." I said, raising her chin so she would look at me. Her eyes were dull, they didn't contain the spark they always held.

"thank you Niall." she smiled weakly. "could you stay for the night." she said with her still weak voice. I nodded my head and took out my phone, dialing my moms number.

"of course, I'll call my mom." I hugged her. I clicked on call, and waited for my mom to pick up. When she finally agreed, knowing I would leave, and it could maybe be my last time with Carmen. I squeezed Carmen in my arms, hugging her tight.

"Niall you're squeezing me, I'm going to choke and blood will be on your hands." she laughed and I laughed too. Her laugh soon became giggling and I couldn't stop myself from smiling because she was so cute.

"sorry." I gazed down into my lap. When she was done. She shove me, and I fell on the ground quickly followed by a pillow hitting me in face.

"don't be, you don't have to be sorry." She mimicked me. I took her hand and pulled it, it made her fall onto the ground. We started to laugh madly

"it's getting dark." I whispered. "we should go to sleep." she nodded her head, and walked to her bed. I placed myself on the mattress her mum laid down next to her bed.

This all happened in a few seconds, but it felt like so much more. Why did Carmen have such an influence on me. She's just my friend nothing more. Right? Even if she was more, it would be to late to figure out.

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