*earlier that day*
"Mum! Greg! Hey!!" Niall yelled and hugged his family. I held back a little and couldn't help but feel a bit awkward.
I won't be having any family flying in.
"Cammie! Come here!" Niall called and I walked up to him, allowing him to hug me around my shoulders. "Cammie this is my mum Maura, my brother Greg, his wife Denise and their son Theo.
"Hey..." I said waving shyly.
"Everyone this is my friend Camilla, but she'll gut you like a fish if you call her that so call her Cammie."
"It's a pleasure, Cammie. We've heard so much about you."
"I heard about you guys too. Niall talks about you all the time.
"He speaks about you too." Maura smiled. "He really cares about you."
"Trust me.. The feeling is mutual." I smiled.
*earlier in the concert*
"Are you ready?" Niall asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be." I replied.
We filed onto the stage and the crowd cheered. Someone even started a 'Nammie' chant.
Niall sat across from me with his guitar and he began to play.
His was possibly my favourite song despite being so cheesy. It was one of the first songs I'd ever written and I wrote it for my then crush boy Darren. It was called The Perfect Two
"You can be the peanut butter to my jelly
You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly
You can be the captain and I can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I feel on our first date
You can be the hero and I can be your side kick
You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split
You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'
Or you can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'
Don't know if I could ever be
Without you cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
Cause your the one for me for me (for me)
And I'm the one for you for you (for you)
You take the both of us of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
*present*
As the images flashed and the music played, I finally sang the song Good Life I'd written.
Woke up in London yesterday
Found myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don't really know how I got here
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Take me Home #Under Major Editing#
FanfictionCammie is leaving.. the country. She's moving to London to live with her cousin Zayn. She's gone from sand and surfing to snow and five crazy pop singers.. Coping is easy. Leaving is hard. Niall is her refuge
