6 years later - Abby's pov-
I wrestled with my sheets, tossing and turning from the dream. I gave up and sat up, analayzing my hotel room. I shook my head. No I didn't just dream of Niall, no not now. For the past two weeks I couldn't stop thinking about him, I watched him on x factor, watched him become a boyband, and than I watched him leave. I lost all contact with him completely, I tried calling but the number was disconnected. Maybe he got a new number because a crazed fan called him? I shivered at that thought. Sure he was "famous" but he looked and acted like the same old Niall that I went to school with.. the same Niall that I kissed. I groaned and fell back onto my bed, only to hear a knock on my door.
"Yes?" I asked with my eyes closed. Mom walked in with a smile on her face.
"Good morning Abby!" she said cheerfully.
"Good morning." I said opening my eyes.
"You will not believe who I just got a call from!"
"Who?" I sat up. Probably James, who went to my school, and mom thought he was "cute". Not my type though. I like someone who is well... Niall. I kept thinking he would show up on my door step with flowers, saying he moved to Cork. I know it had been six years but I couldn't stop thinking about him.
"Mrs. Horan!" Mom said interrupting my thoughts.
"Mrs. Horan? What?" I mumbled, sitting up quickly.
Mom's head quickly nodded. "She called and said she found our number in her phonebook and felt horrible for not speaking to us for so long.. Niall talked on the phone too." I jumped up out of my bed.
"Niall talked? What did he say?" I said quickly. I hadn't spoken to him in a year and now I had his number?
"He said hello, and that he misses you and feels horrible that you haven't spoken... he gave me his cell to give to you." She smiled, She knew that I liked- or couldn't stop thinking about Niall. I guess I had a huge smile on my face by the way mom looked at me.
"Well give it!" I yelped and she handed me over a small piece of paper. She left the room with a smirk on her face. I searched for my phone, and found the white Iphone in a mess of blankets. I quickly transferred the number on to my phone. I held the phone to my ear and waited.
-Nialls pov-
"I'm bored." Louis said. I rolled my eyes at the four lads who were standing in front of me like children. We were staying in Mullinger for 3 weeks. And I was happy don't get me wrong, I missed my family, and my home, but I didn't like having to be the one to entertain. I would rather lay in my bed and eat, but I guess that isn't exciting to them.
"Than go find something to do!" I exclaimed sitting down on a chair in front of them.
"You aren't a very good host, we are guests you know!" Louis said loudly, and than sat on the couch. I rolled my eyes again, and than the other three boys plopped on the couch next to Louis.
Buzz Buzz
I heard my phone vibrate in my pocket. My hand fumbled towards the phone, thinking it was maybe Simon, checking up on us. It was an unknown number, I furrowed my eyebrows and answered it hoping it wasn't another fan screaming.
"Hello?" I said.
"Ni-Niall?" I heard a girl speak softly on the other line.
"Yes this is he. Who is this?"
"Its-its Abby Collins." My eyes widened, I didn't expect her to call me even though I gave her mum my number, I thought she forgot about me, or just didn't feel the need to talk to me. I stood up and walked away from the boys in to the kitchen.
