DAY 0-
I woke up this morning and you weren't next to me. It didn't bother me though. You were usually already up cooking breakfast. I stretched and woke myself up then did my morning routine. The usual. You know, wash face, brush teeth, comb hair. Next was food. What was off though was that the faint smell of bacon didn't linger through my nose like it usually did. I usually woke up every morning to A Happy Niall attempting to cook breakfast. But this morning when I walked to the kitchen there was no Niall. Not even a plate of bacon or a glass of orange juice. Nothing. The flat was quiet and I was starting to question your absence.
I tried convincing myself you went to the store to buy groceries or something. It was 11 already anyways. So I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. It was just the usual boring crap. Gossip on the latest One Direction news. Did you know that they thought we were engaged? Stupid right? I laughed at how pathetic these people were. I changed the channel to spongebob and sprawled out on the couch waiting for your arrival.
Hours past and no Niall. I looked at the round wooded clock hung up on the cream colored wall. Damn... Half past 12 already? It felt like it had been maybe five minutes. Maybe I had fallen asleep? I don't know.
At that point I was getting worried. I reached for my phone that was on the glass coffee table and smiled when I saw pictures of us scattered all over the coffee table. We were never very organized...
I texted you and got up to make me some lunch... Or breakfast? I don't know which one. Brunch I suppose it was. I made myself pancakes. Only 3 though. I didn't have a huge appetite. I poured sugar down the middle of the pancakes and rolled them up like burritos. This was one of our specialties.
After sitting at the kitchen table eating, alone by the way, I checked my phone. No message from you. But there was a message from Liam.
I opened my phone and my eyes widened as I read the text. I can't say it again, I'm afraid I'll cry. I remember my hands trembling as I read the text. My body shriveling up and my eyes beginning to fill with tears. That could not have happened? He must be joking. You wouldn't do that? Would you? I honestly don't know anymore since I never got the chance to ask you.
Why'd you decide to leave the world like that Niall? Couldn't you have thought of a more peaceful way?
I sit here now writing in my diary. Yes I have a diary and I am writing in it get over it. This is the only way I can let my emotions run wild. This is the only place I can spill my mind and no one will judge me.
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