Chapter 3
"Are you ready? Niall asked me from the doorway,a suitcase towered in his hands pink lips quirking up into a smile,but no dimples appearing,I was craving dimples."Yes" I nodded following him out of the bedroom his back firmly wrapped in a dark black jacket,blonde hair quiffed up in the slightest form,dark jeans tousled around his waist."Niall I don't want to go" I backtracked quickly,taking a step back keeping my white bag firmly on my shoulder my eyes trailing up his dark clothed body,a frown etched onto his white complexed frame."Why?" He asked me letting go from the suitcase,wheels rolling on the floor,hands hastily gripping onto my elbows "Is this about Harry?" He asked me sweetly,it hurt.
"No" I lied placing my hands crossed on my elbows attempting to remove his unsuccessfully "It is" he backfired crouching down a bit blue eyes in length with my dark brown ones now "It always is and it always will be everything is always about Harry.You have to get over it Beth,his not coming back no matter what I or you do damn it,you can't grow old with guilt and grief and shit like that,its over his over move on for Gods sake!" He screamed in my face,fury in his breaking apart voice red rushing to his cheeks eyes boiling with water ready to fall,the hallway becoming warmer than it was before.His hands immediately found me cupping his longer fingers around my slim wrist,but I moved them away gently with my other hand water spreckling on my cheeks now,my lips being wet by the salty flavour that somehow made me feel much more better and relieved than anyone else has the last few years "I am sorry Faye" he whispered too softly but I couldn't care less I didn't care for anything at the moment except my dead ex boyfriend or was he still my boyfriend my subconscious questioned,but I myself couldn't answer."Go please I'm staying just go Niall and don't bother me" I ordered the older and much more stronger boy who was ready on the verge of breaking apart,he was confused on why I didn't react to anything he just said in the way he thought I would,but I didn't care I couldn't care anymore about people constantly remarking unconvincing things to me I couldn't care about the rude whispers and stares when a broken girl like me walked in the street with a post famous boy bander Niall Horan,I just wanted my Harry.His lips broke apart blue eyes becoming wet and moist,I got attached to them it reminded me of the ocean now yet they weren't as peaceful why couldn't my life be at peace like the ocean was? But somehow Niall always had me running at his feet like this and I couldn't take it any longer I needed time away from him but I knew better,I knew it'd be time to think more about Harry and imagine he was still here next to me and Cecilia with his fans assuring him he was the best,and he was.Niall nodded,gripping the suitcase one more in his hands before placing a a silver locket in my hands along with a plain little box."I'll see you tuesday" he spoke meekly,blue eyes pondering over on the dark coloured carpets "Bye Beth,I love you and I'm sorry" I turned around not giving him one lost look.I made my way over to the bathroom,ready to rinse off the salt tears savored onto my cheeks and lips,I already felt sad frustrated uneasy and clustered up.
The longer silver chain with the locket attached to it was gripped tightly in my palm along with the white box Niall gave me just recently.I opened the glass door,white carpets placed neatly on the cold hard tiles.Mirrors placed around the spacious bathroom,my reflexion crossing over in each and everyone.My deep brown eyes seemed lighter,even though I was frustrated,but what's new? My subconscious threw in aggravating me further.I didn't care about the water being too cold as the freezing liquid sprinkled all over my hands hastily I reached up to my heated and puffed cheeks,a puff escaping my pouted lips,the cold water cooling down my reddened skin,pale faced now as I rubbed the soft towel onto my paled complexion.I picked the chain and box up,quickly opening the locket around the shining silver chain,small crystals plastered making it shine even brighter,with one click the silver locket was opened a picture immediately coming into contact with me of Niall and I.He's hands were firmly gripped round my slim torso,a red snapback placed on his lighter coloured hair,pink lips pressing to my cheek my lips quirked up into a smile yet my eyes never had that joyful glow in it like it had when Harry was here.A white bather etched onto my body,my shortened golden brown hair leaping slightly off my shoulders.I twirled my now much longer hair hastily around whilst looking at the small picture took just a few months after Harry's death.I closed the locket turning it around,finding mine and Niall's initials carved in the back with a small crystal placed firmly on the side,my love Niall but my heart yearned for Harry,I just wanted one last 'I love you' from his thinned out lips although I got that before he died.
Next I opened the white box after placingg the chain around my neck,my mouth cracked open from the previous sealed position.My fingers clasped tightly around the plain white box,filled with a ring.I knew what it was,but it was so uncalled for it was surprising that he even wanted to marry me after all the shit I've put him up with for the last 2 years.I didn't know how to react or even better how to answer,I didn't know if I wanted to marry Niall,scratch that I didn't know if I wanted to be with Niall.All I could think about were curled up light brown hair and dimples.
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