Niall: “I’m sorry (Y/F/N). I’m sorry it’s come to this. You’ve been my best friend for ears and I can’t thank you enough for being there, but the bullying has become too much. Goodbye.” You hung up the phone before she could protest any longer. You didn’t need to feel any more pain than you already did. You had the firearm ready, the only person you needed to say goodbye to was Niall. You had saved him for last because you knew he would be the hardest. You had to figure out a way to tell him that would be the least painful. Tweet? No, then all the haters would know they won. Call? No, because you knew if you heard his voice, you wouldn’t be able to go through with it. Text? It was the only option left other than telling him in person and that wouldn’t go over well. Just as you were about to send your final text message, you felt a heavy feeling of guilt suddenly come upon you. Niall was the last person you had. Your parents didn’t care about you, you were an only child, you had one friend at school but she was a prep and didn’t hang around you in school that much. When Niall came into your life, he opened your eyes again. He showed you what true love was and you were just learning to trust people again because of him. It made you feel awful knowing he did all that work for nothing. But as of right now, nothing you did was good enough. So you typed a long thought out text, hoping it would give him enough information to go on. ‘Niall, I love you so much and I just want to say I’m sorry. Everything is going to my head and it’s just getting worse. The bully’s at school, the fans on Twitter and even the fans in public. I’m so sorry it had to come to this. No, I’m not breaking up with you, by the time to get this, I’ll be gone. You gave me so much to live for, you taught me to love and trust again and I can’t thank you enough for that. Again I’m sorry and I love you Ni. Xx (Y/N)’ You hit send and that was it. You didn’t want to read his reply because you knew it would stop you. So you went into the back deck so you could spend your last few minutes outside. It was a beautiful day, such a shame you wouldn’t be able to enjoy it. You toyed with the small gun with your fingers. Finally you knew you had to do it. You pressed the barrel up against your temple and took in one more breath. Just as you were about to pull the trigger, a larger hand grabbed yours with force, making you drop the weapon. Before you even had time to react, you were being pressed up against someone’s chest. Niall. He must’ve been closer than expected when you sent the text. His arms formed a protective shield around you, wanting nothing else but to keep you safe. “Don’t,” he stated firmly. “Niall,” you cried, gripping on tight. “Please don’t (Y/N), don’t leave me. I can make things better. I can stop these people. Suicide is not the answer (Y/N).” He was crying into the top of your head. “I’m so sorry Ni, I should’ve come and talked to you. I don’t know why I was thinking this. Oh my god I’m so sorry… I’m sorry,” you whispered the end, not trusting your voice anymore. “It’s going to be okay princess. I’m going to make sure you get through this. We’ll get through this together. I just need you to want to help yourself so I can help you.” “I will Niall. I want to be happy again. I want to be with you. And the fact that you’re willing to help, makes me feel a little happier already.” Niall smiled through his tears and you smiled through yours. You knew now it was going to be okay and came to realize that all you needed was support. And now you had it. In you wonderful, amazing boyfriend Niall.
