~ It Never Should've Been...Again? ~ Sequel to It Never Should've Been ~

~ Chapter 19 - OMG IT'S NIALL HORAN ~

I slouched on the bench again and pulled out my phone and saw I had a text. From Niall.

I thought for a minute but pulled it up anyway.

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From: Niall Horan

No, this isn't for good. I won't accept that. I don't care what you say, I'm seeing you again. And you seem to know me too well. I am coming after you. You could be in Antartica and I'd still come. I'm not going to be on tour for months knowing things aren't good between us. I won't have it.

I wish you hadn't sold the flat, however that was your choice.

I know Twitter was a ridiculous reason. And truthfully, it wasn't the reason. It was an excuse. And I believe you when you say you still cared for me. Truthfully, I felt a little insecure about our relationship. I trusted you and everything I just felt too lucky to have you, if that makes any sense.

And like I said above, the whole 'use the band for fame' was an excuse. I never thought you were using us for that. It's just a quick reason that my brain thought up. Same thing goes for the opening act point. Just another excuse that I never meant.

I'm happy though, that I helped you get over Jayda. And either way, you should and need to continue your singing career. Even if you don't have feelings for me any more or whatever you want to call it, I want to sign you with Simon. I've already talked to him about it and he says it would be a great idea, considering he's heard the two songs of yours. He thinks you could get real far in the music biz.

But, Ellie. You are my Princess. I know you are. I can feel it. Nobody else will fill my heart the way you fill mine. And I always thought I made you happy, I really did and I really tried. I just wish I tried harder. And I myself, knew this day would come as well, but I always imagined the only thing that would seperate us would be death. And that line between the living and the dead would only last a short time.

What I'm trying to say Ellie, is please, please forgive me. I know I sound like a broken record, keep saying the same thing, but there is nothing I want more in the world. I could go without all the fame. I could go without One Direction. I could even go without the boys, but I can't go without you.

Please.

Niall

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I wiped a tear from my eye and took a deep breath, putting my phone away.

Niall is such a handful. I can't believe I never realized it in the first place.

"Ellie Keddington, if you are in the building, please head up to the front desk," a voice over the loud speaker boomed.

I winced at my name, but luckily, no way looked my way. But I wondered why I was needed.

I had all my bags, so I knew they weren't contacting me because of that. I then pulled my purse closer to me and quickly found my wallet, so I knew it wasn't that either.

"Ellie Keddington, if you are in the building, please head up to the front desk," the voice said again.

With a sigh, I stood up and grabbed my bags, making my way up to the front desk.

When I got close, I looked at the people behind the front counter. A woman, two men, and....and....Niall. How the hell did he get here so fast? Oh right. He's in One Direction. How could I forget.

I put my head down and hurried past the desk and luckily, I wasn't noticed. I hid behind the wall right next to the desk and tried listening to their conversation.

"Sir, where is she?"

"I don't know, Mr. Horan. She could of already left the building."

"No, no, no," I heard Niall repeat and my heart kept breaking.

"Mr. Horan, we're sorry, but there's nothing more we can do. I'm sorry," I heard one of the men say.

"Me too," he whispered, "Well, thanks anyway."

"Of course," the worker answered.

I went to walk away when Niall came walking around the corner and I quickly flipped my collar, hid my face, and started moaning while leaning over one of my suicases.

With my luck, I was waiting for him to notice be, but he didn't and when he was a good distance away from me, I stopped my act.

Then my phone went off. I pulled it out and saw it was my mom.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi, Honey! I'm here! I'm out front. I'll look for you, okay!"

"Alright," I smiled and hung up,

I slipped my phone back into my pocket and grabbed my armful of bags for the last time and all the sudden I heard a girl scream, "OH MY GOD! IT'S NIALL HORAN FROM ONE DIRECTION."

All the sudden, tons of girls went running towards the direction of where Niall was.

He had already taken  off running. Back towards me. Of course. But luckily, he didn't see me. Yet.

I bit my lip and just stood there.

More girls were joining the chase and I started to wonder where all these girls were coming from.

Just then, he looked up and he saw me. And stopped dead in his tracks. I saw his lips form my name and girls started mobbing around him, thought his eyes never left mine. We both stood there and tears came to mine.

I wiped my eyes and started walking to the doors where my mom was.

"Ellie!" I heard him scream, "Stop!"

I looked over my shoulder and saw him struggling to follow me, but he couldn't get through all the girls.

I turned around and kept walking, not turning around again. I tore through the doors and immediatly saw my mom parked in the Subaru.

I popped the truck and shoved my bags in before heading to the passenger seat, sliding in.

"Hi, mum."

"Hello!" she smiled and leaned in giving me a hug.

I hugged her back and sighed.

"Are you okay?"

"A long, long day."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" she asked.

"Later. I just wanna go home."

"Of course," she smiled and put the car into drive.

I looked out my window and jumped. Niall was looking at me, tears running down his face.

He looked so helpless, standing there. So little. So young.

I gave him a slow wave but he just stood there, crying.

I sniffled and the car pulled away, and our eye contact broke.

My eyes raced to the rearview mirror and I saw him behind us, watching us drive away.

When I couldn't see him anymore, was when I finally broke down.