Where Do Broken Hearts Go (Sequel to You and I)

Niall's POV

Just as I was about to send it, I accidentally knocked someone over. My phone fell to the floor. The girl on the floor had a drink spilled all over her dress.

"I'm so sorry!" I said.

"No, no, it's alright." She said as she laughed.

"Here, let me get a tissue to wipe the stain off." I said as I was just about to leave.

She grabbed my shoulder and said, "It's fine. I got it."

She smiled back at me and I couldn't help but look at her smile.

I smiled back her.

"My name's Emily." She said as she placed her hand in-front of me.

I shook her hand. "I'm Niall." I said as I smiled.

The whole night, Emily and I were talking. We got kind of bored being in this club, so we both left and headed to a cafe. When we got there, we just made some small conversations. I learned that she moved to Toronto for school and was studying Fashion.

She had the nicest and most genuine smile on her face. I can't help but stare at her. Eventually, we ended up exchanging numbers. We ended up talking for a couple of hours until she told me she had to leave.

"It was great meeting you. And maybe see you soon?" She said as she smiled.

"You too and of course." I said.

She got out of her seat and just as she was about to leave, she turned to me and said,

"You didn't think I knew who you were?" She said as she smiled.

"Well, it didn't seem like you recognized me." I said.

She laughed a little.

"Bye Niall Horan." She said.

I kept on smiling.

Connie's POV

I haven't talked to Niall in a while. I wasn't so sure if I should text him because he seemed really hurt the last time. I took a deep breath and texted him:

Hey Niall, want to meet up so we can talk?

I waited for a couple of minutes until my phone rang.

He said:

Sure, how about the cafe across from your house?

I responded and said:

That's fine.

I went upstairs and got dressed. It didn't take that long for me to head out the door and crossing the street to a cafe near me. I sat there for maybe a half an hour? Niall was staying pretty far from where I lived.

I was on my phone and as I looked up, I saw him pulling up a chair across from me.

"Hey..." I said as I smiled a bit.

"Hey..." He said.

"Do you want some coffee?" I asked.

"No it's okay, I got it." He said as he went to order some coffee.

Awkward. I could already feel the tension between us. When we sat back down in his seat with his coffee, he barely said anything. He didn't even look at me.

"So, I wanted to talk about what happened at the hospital. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry and that I don't ever have intentions of hurting you. I want us to still be friends because I still care for you a lot." I said.

Niall looked up at me. I got kind of nervous, not knowing what he would say.

"Thank you Connie, I appreciate that. Of course, we can still be friends and I care about you as much as you do as well."

Afterwards, we just ended up having small conversations and catching up. When we were in a middle of a conversation, his phone lit up on the table.

I couldn't help but look and saw that someone named Emily was texting him.

And exactly, who was Emily?

"So, who's Emily?" I asked just out of curiosity.

"She just someone I met when I was hanging with the boys." Niall said as he continued texting.

"Oh, I see...well I think I'm going to go now since it's getting late. Bernice told me you guys were flying back home for Christmas." I said.

"That's the plan." He said as he smiled.

"Have a safe flight and say hi to your family for me." I said as I smiled and left.


Niall's POV

That was so awkward when Connie saw Emily texting me. It almost seemed like she was a bit jealous in a way...

Connie's POV

When I got home, I texted Bernice to ask her to come over. When she got over, we just sort of caught up and talked.

"So, today, I met with Niall to talk about what had happened at the hospital. Then, he got a text message from a girl named Emily. It seemed like he was so happy when he got a text from her." I said.

"Oh yeah, Harry told me about that. Apparently he met her at a club and they started talking since?" She said.


"Oh.."Oh..." I said as I looked down.

"Don't tell me you're a bit jealous about this." She said.

I looked back at her and put on a forced smile.

"What? Of course not! I already established to Niall that we're still good friends and as well Evan is my boyfriend. I love him." I said.

"Are you sure you're not upset? It's okay to be, Connie." Bernice said.

"No, of course not!" The pitch of my voice went really high.

It didn't seem like Bernice was believing anything I said, but she let go of the topic and changed to a new one.

Okay, I'm not that jealous... Well maybe a bit. Wait, what do you mean jealous Connie? Evan's my boyfriend and I love him. I don't know why the way I reacted was strange but I do not have feelings for Niall. I even told him that.

...Or maybe I am.

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