"We're going to miss you so much, mate." Zayn says, giving my back quite a hard pat.
"I'm going to miss you too, lads. One month will go by before we even know it." I say, trying to cheer everyone up.
The boys and I have finally been given a whole month for summer since we've been touring around for more than half a year.
We were all excited to hear about the news. But once we realized that we'd all be apart for a whole month because we'd be going to different places to visit our families, our excitement died down.
Don't get me wrong, I'm excited to go home and visit my family. But these boys are also my family so it will surely get quite lonesome and boring without having them around for a whole month.
"Kiss baby Theo for me, will ya?" Liam requests, giving me a manly hug.
I smile at the thought of being able to see my ultimate favorite nephew. "I will." I reply. "And give Lexi a hug for me too." I tell him.
Liam just nods in reply with a huge smile on his face. Man, Lexi surely has this lad wrapped around her tiny little finger. Lexi and Liam are so perfect for each other. Sure, they fight lot's of times and have their misunderstandings, but they will always sort it out. I always wish that someday, I'll be able to experience the powerful love they have for each other.
"Don't drink too much in the wedding." Louis reminds me for the hundredth time. "We all know you do crazy things when you're drunk." he adds.
"I'm still quite hurt that you're not bringing me along for the wedding!" Harry says, faking hurt by placing both hands on his chest. "Amy and I know each other!" he claims.
When Harry found out that I will be attending a friend's wedding back home, he never stopped bugging me to bring him along. He claims to love weddings and the whole idea of two people promising to love each other till death do them part. But we all know that he's only after the bridesmaids who easily get themselves drunk during the reception.
"Yes, I promise not to get drunk in the wedding." I tell them, raising my right hand to seal the promise.
"Not just in the wedding." Liam says, "Don't get drunk while your back home because we won't be around to help you with your terrible hangovers."
"And also because we won't be around to film your crazy drunk dancing and I won't be able to post it in Vine or Instagram." Harry jokes, making the boys laugh.
"Okay. As much as I would love to hear you boys blabber on things I shouldn't do during summer," I say sarcastically, "I'd also love it if I didn't miss my flight." I tell them.
They all nod with smiles on their faces. I give them each a hug and a last goodbye. I walk towards my boarding gate with my ticket in hand. As I step in the boarding gate, I wave goodbye to the lads. Taking in a deep breath, I proceed towards the plane.
Ireland, here I come!
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"Niall! Look how much you've grown!" Denise says once I step in the house. She gives me a huge tight hug, making my body ache even more. All I want is a good sleep.
"Hi Denise." I greet her as she breaks off the hug. "How have you been?" I ask her.
"Never been better." she replies with a bright smile on her face. "Have you eaten dinner yet?" she asks.
I shake my head, "Nope." I reply, popping the p. "Where's Theo?" I ask, excitement filling me once I remember that I finally had the chance to carry my baby nephew.
"He's right here." Dad enters the room with Theo in his hands.
"Dad!" I smile, remembering how much I missed this old man. "You look good." I say, patting his back.
"I always do. I guess our awesome genes have something to do with it." he says jokingly, handing me Theo.
"And how is my favorite nephew?" I ask Theo, squeezing him a bit too tight.
"He'll die if you keep squeezing him." Denise says, sounding quite worried.
I laugh, "We wouldn't want that now, do we?" I smile at Theo and he smiles back at me. Man, this kid is definitely the cutest kid in the planet. He'll break a couple of hearts someday. No doubt about that.
"Do you want to eat?" Dad asks, making his way to the kitchen.
"I'm good. I'm a bit tired so I think I'll just crash." I say, giving out a sigh. "Thanks for letting me stay here by the way."
I have my own place here in Ireland but it was under renovation so I had no choice but to stay with my Dad. Greg and Denise have their own place too, but they were always here to give Dad some company.
"What kind of father would I be if I didn't let you in?" Dad teases, a full-on smirk on his face. "You're welcome to stay here whenever you want, Son."
I nod, smiling at the thought of having a place that will welcome me whenever with doors wide open. I pick up my suitcase and head for the stairs. "I'll be in my room." I inform them, finally getting to the top of the stairs. "Where's Greg?" I ask, making my voice a bit louder so they could hear me from downstairs.
"He went to pick up the Heatherton's." Denise replies, feeding Theo a bottle of milk while he lies on her arms.
"Heatherton?" I ask, not sure if I've heard that family name before. "Are they like royals?" I ask teasingly. Neither Dad nor Denise replied so I decided to just enter my room.
~
I slowly open my eyes, finally feeling the exhaustion wear off. I missed this place. My room, the smell of the house, the sound of footsteps against the wooden floor. It certainly was home.
I shift to my right, to see another figure lying next to me. It was definitely a she. Her hair was so black you could barely see it in the dark. Her shoulders and chest moved up and down as she breathed heavily. Her eyelashes were long and thick, you'd think she applied mascara. Her face had this glow in it which has a hold on your eyes. Her cheeks are tinted with a blush of red.
And that's when my senses finally kicked in.
Why is a girl sleeping next to me?
Before I knew it, I'm screaming at the top of my lungs like a girl as I bolt right up and jumped out of the bed. Clearly, my scream woke her up. She rubs her eyes and confusion is evident in her face. "Who are you?" she asks, trying to see in the dark.
"This is my room, my place - so I think I should be the one asking questions here." I tell her, crossing my arms in front of me. I turn on the lamp beside my bed so that there would be light inside the room. "What are you doing in my room?" I ask her.
She takes one more look around her before planting her eyes on me. "I was told first door on the left." she says, sitting up straight on the bed. I was lost for a moment as I stared at her beauty even though she had just woken up.
Snapping back to my senses, I clear my throat. "I'm pretty sure they said right." I tell her, pointing at the door. Telepathically telling her to, pretty much, go out of my room. Which was pretty rude, I know. But I wasn't in the mood to argue.
"I'll be on my way then." she says, looking quite embarrased. She picks up her bag and her suitcases and walks out of my room. The moment she leaves the room, I suddenly feel guilty for kicking her out so rudely.
~
= Scarlet's POV =
There's a faint knock on my room. It almost seemed as if the person who was knocking was thinking twice about knocking. If you do get me. But I'm sure you do. Anyways, I whisper a quiet "Come in." almost unable to be heard. I wasn't in the mood for anything. I was tired, jetlagged and all I need is some sleep.
I'm so tired that I basically didn't notice that I was sleeping next to Niall earlier. After being told to get out of his room, more like kicked out of his room, I felt even more exhausted. I was having the best sleep I've had in days and I end up being awoken by Niall's piercing scream. I tell you, that boy surely knows how to scream. His fans must've taught him well.
Niall enters my room with two pints of ice cream on his hand. He slowly walks over to me and sits next to me on the bed with a shy smile on his face. "I'm sorry for kicking you out so rudely." he apologizes, refusing to look me in the eye. "Peace offering?" he asks, finally looking at me, handing me one of the ice creams.
I smile, "Sure." I reply, smiling back at him. "Thanks." I grab the ice cream from him and start digging in. "I'm Scarlet, by the way." I told him, remembering that we weren't able to introduce ourselves to each other formally earlier.
He nods, extending his hand out to me. "Niall." he says, as I take his hand and shakes it.
"I know." I reply, smiling. "So, I take it you don't remember me?" I ask, taking another spoonful of ice cream and shoving it down my throat. Sounds gross, but I tell you, if it's ice cream we're talking about there's nothing gross about it.
He looks at me, quite shocked at what I had said. "Please don't tell my you're not an ex-girlfriend of mine who came back for revenge."
I laugh, thinking he was crazy. "First of all," I tell him, "you wish that I actually even dated you. Second of all, I can't believe that you don't even remember who your ex-girlfriends are. Too many to count?" I ask teasingly.
He puts his hand up in surrender, "Good point there." he laughs. "How do you know me exactly?"
I smile, "Besides the fact that you're and international superstar, we were actually childhood friends. Not that we made mud pies together." I tell him, making us both laugh at the thought.
"That would have been cool." he admits, still laughing at the thought of it. "And I take it you and your family moved to another country." he points out.
I smile, "Yup." I reply, popping the p.
"Scarlet Heatherton, right?" he says, putting emphasis on my last name. "Sounds so regal. And you're so prim and proper - well poised. I wouldn't be surprised if you turned out to be a princess." he jokes, making me laugh.
I laugh, "Yeah, if you consider wanting to become a make-up artist as being a princess, then maybe you're right about me." I reply, smiling. "I do like the thought of having a crown on my head." I imagine myself with a crown on my head. I laugh at the childish thought of it.
"Make-up artist?" he asks, sound quite surprised. I only nod in response. "If you need any help getting a job, you can always ask me for help." he offered willingly.
"Ah." I sigh, "Niall Horan and his amazing connections." I tease as he smiles proudly. "I'll keep that in mind."
"So how long are you going to stay here in Ireland?" he asks as he takes another spoonful of his ice cream.
I shrug, "Maybe just a few weeks. I won't be staying long after Amy's wedding. I just need to visit someone then I'm off." I tell him.
At the thought of visiting him - my special someone - memories filled my brain. Memories that was once looked at has happy ones, now turned to heartbreaking memories.
I still have to visit him though, no matter how much it will slowly kill me inside.
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