One Way Or Another: Finding Niall Horan

Chapter 12-"Confessions"

I Don't have many pictures of us, but because I never felt the need to, she took all of the photos, and now I am so glad she did. The Third picture I have is a photo of The Boys and me. They always wonder why I am always taking pictures, But what they don't know is that I take them because they are one of the best things I have ever had, and I feel like they might disappear just like Millie.

***Millie's POV***

"Go ahead Millie Dial away" Said Elaine handing me her house phone. I was speechless. I just looked up at her.

"You have His number memorized don't you?" she asked

"Y-Yeah I do, Oh my gosh My stomach just dropped to the floor"

"I'll let you alone so you can dial away" she was about to get up and I got a hold of her hand

"Elaine please stay with me I am so nervous I might just crumble to pieces!" she smiled and took a seat next to me. Nervously I Dialed away at the numbers at the back of the card, when I heard the operator tell me to dial my destination number, I quickly punched Niall's cell phone number...

"I'm sorry; the number you have reached is no longer in service." My heart was shattering, it was to be expected but still...I had small hope. I put the phone down, and called again, this time to Bobby's house.

"We're sorry; you have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service. If you feel you have reached this recording in error, please check the number and try your call again."

"I'm So sorry Millie" said Elaine holding my hand for support. "Isn't there another number you could try?" I gave it some thought and then I realized that there was. I glanced at the clock and realized that it shouldn't be too late just under midnight. I took my chances and dialed the last number I remembered. This time it actually Rang.

***Megan's POV***

It's close to midnight up here in London. It is my second night here and I still haven't bothered to unpack, I have only taken out necessities, Its kind of lonely up here, but its all about getting used to at the moment all I know is I can't freaken go to sleep. I was on the process of deciding to count sheep or getting up and making some tea to help me go to sleep. when I heard the phone ring. Who in the world is calling me at this hour? It was probably my Mother, since I moved here she calls me about 5 times a day. And that's despite that her and Dad were up and about traveling Europe. I got up, and followed the music I had no idea where I left it, I was never careful with my Cellphone. It let me to the living room of my flat it was in between my box pile...ugh why? Come on Meg..REACH!

"Gotcha!" I said triumphantly upon grabbing it "don't recognize this number tho" I decided to pick up before I lost the call anyways.

"Hello?"

"Me-Meg? Is this you?" Said the familiar voice at the end of the line..I'm just-- could it be?

"Who is this?" I asked before I reached my assumption

"Meg it's me, Millie" I think my mouth fell all the way to the floor.

"Millie?! Seriously?!" My hand covered my mouth suppressing a sob. I heard the relieved laugh and sobs on the other end of the line "Oh my God! Millie! I can't believe it's you!" I made my way back to my room, to sit on my bed.

"Meg, it's lovely to hear your voice again, I miss you buddy!"

"I miss you more! We all do! Millie where in the world are you?"

"I am in the state of New York! In a town called Elmira"

"We tried to look for you, but it was pretty pointless" I heard her go quiet.