Over Again (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Not another classic

'Do you really think that this is necessary?' I point at Jenny's dazzling dress. Her hair falls quite low, even if her curls make it look shorter, it's still coming down to her ass. She straightens the dress with her hands as it moulds in with her curvy figure. The sparkles bouncing off the dress compliment her light green eyes making the whole look more gentle. That right there is my best friend.

'Yeah you are right I'm just soo excited!' she screams making me jump. ' I'm so happy to have you here.' I look at her and feel nauseous. How do I keep looking at her and hide the truth? Coming here I thought that being near I could keep her safe once again, that I believed in the fact that everything played out for the best. Her best. I have to keep it that way.

'Yeah me too, so listen.' I've put it off long enough I have to ask her.

'How are things with your dad?' I know that she doesn't have a clue about what happened and why she came here but I have to know if he kept his part of the agreement.

'Oh El, he has never been this kind to me. I mean come on, do you remember how we used to hide together, how terrible they were to us.' She takes my hands into hers. 'I'm so glad that your parents have changed too' She used to be worried, about herself, about me but now I don't see the worry in her eyes anymore. She is at her best place now. How could I ever take that away from her by telling her what's going on?

'Well fuck, we did it.' I say and take the champagne from the table as a toast for us, for our perfect life. I chug down a decent amount from the bottle hoping that the bitter tingly drink could destroy my words and hide the truth deep inside of me.

'It's time to go, go go!' She dances along to her words as she makes her way into the hallway. I don't even know where we are going, she refuses to tell me but I guess some party as usual.

We took the cab to the venue because getting around here is still one hell of a challenge. I'm so glad that I decided to wear my washed black jeans and a black turtleneck, the air outside is not compatible with short skirts and dresses which doesn't stop Jenny to do the right opposite. As we approach the arena, we take a good look at the massive line outside waiting to go in.

'Are we going to a concert?' Jenny smiles but still refuses to answer as if I didn't just see that we drove right past the arena. I look at it once again, you must be kidding me! His poster hangs on both sides, with today's date which is quite the statement for itself.

'Are we actually seeing him today?' I turn to her and narrow my eyes at her, making her know that right now I'm serious and that the time for an answer has come.

'Well fuck, yes!' She tries to keep her voice down so that the driver doesn't get into a car crash from her screams.

'You sneaky little bitch.' I pinch her but yet, the thought of him makes me smile. It's been so long since I heard anything about him or One Direction for that matter. My life got so complicated that I could barely keep up with it let alone think about some boy band. I mean don't get me wrong I used to love their music. That band was the best thing that has ever happened to everyone. Their songs, their personalities, they were the whole package. When I remember the year that One Direction started, it was the beginning of something great. Their songs brought happiness in my life when no one else could. I still remember the way they made me feel okay. Not sad, happy or angry. I was okay. Being okay now is a luxury that not a lot of people can afford. Being okay means being in a peaceful set of mind. Being happy with the way things are, feeling like you have someone who understands. I think that the main reason why people love musicians so much is that their music describes us in a way that no one can, not even us. Music doesn't run away, it's always there, bringing comfort, making us okay.