Allison’s POV:
I let myself into our flat, after I spent about 5 minutes outside playing with the keys. The lights were all off, except a lamp in the corridor, so I just went into the bedroom and turned the lights on. Niall was in bed, facing the other way, so I just changed into my pyjamas there. By the time I was done, he had turned facing me, but his eyes were closed. I sighed, and after brushing my teeth and removing my make up, I went into bed. I listened to him breathing for a few minutes before I started talking.
“Niall, I know you’re not asleep,” I started. He didn’t say anything. “Come on Niall, you’re gonna make me do this? I’m sorry for before, and we do need to talk.”
Still nothing.
“Answer me damn it!” I said, a bit louder this time.
“What?!” he told me in an annoyed voice, then he turned over. His eyes were angry, but they were also sad...though I had no idea why. “You enjoyed yourself at the concert,” he stated.
“Uh, yeah...it was great. We had fun,” I was beating around the bush, and I knew it. So I just decided to say it.
“Louis asked me out at the end of the night,” That wasn’t how I had meant to start; I don’t know why I said that, I don’t know what I really wanted to say; maybe I said that so that I could see his reaction. All I know was that I was as confused as ever.
“Louis asked you out on a date...” he mumbled, like he was too tired to realise what that meant, then, “Louis asked you out on a date?!?! But he, and he, shit I’m...yeah...well...”
I realised he was getting upset, so I quickly interrupted him, “Niall! Niall!” then I shook him because he wasn’t noticing me anymore. Finally we made eye contact, “I said no,” I whispered, looking down when I finished.
He was quite for a while, at this point, we were both sitting up in bed. “Well, why did you do that?” he asked finally, quietly.
“I – I don’t really know. I didn’t really know,” I corrected myself. He was going to interrupt me so I hurried on, “Louis told me that...you...wanted us to be more than friends,” I said slowly. “And then he told me that I wanted the same thing to, but that I just didn’t realise it.”
“Well, the first part’s true. But...do you feel the same way? Cos I understand if you don’t Allie, I really do. I’m sorry I’ve been a jerk,” He apologised. I was quiet for some time, then I looked at him, “I don’t know what I want Niall. I know I want you in my life, and I know that Louis’ a really good friend,” I told him, putting emphasis on the word friend.
“And I know it’s selfish of me, but I think I need some time to figure things out,” I finished. Niall nodded sadly, and slid down under the sheets. He closed his eyes, and I sighed. At least he wasn’t angry at me anymore: he was lying down facing me. I slid down too, and I covered myself. Then I just looked at him. Did I really not know what I wanted? Or was I just not allowing myself to think about it?
I closed my eyes, but I couldn’t sleep, and I knew Niall wasn’t asleep either. It was unfair of me to keep him waiting, so I just made up my mind there and then. And as soon as I thought about it for more than a split second, I knew.
I knew what I wanted, and it was definitely more of Niall in my life. Honestly, I had known it from the moment when he walked into my hospital room. My mind didn’t remember him, but my heart did. I opened my eyes again, and slowly slid forward, till I was hugging Niall. Then I gently put my lips on his; it was the only way I knew how to tell him that yes, I did feel the same way.
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Never Forget (a Niall Horan fanfic) COMPLETED!!!
FanfictionNiall and Allison have been friends since literally forever. They did everything together, and they've always been there for each other. They would always mess around and pick on each other, and pull pranks on each other too, but they were the best...