Broken (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

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Bo and I walked back to the bus in silence.

When we got back, the boys had already left for sound check.

When we walked through the door, the first thing I did was head for my bag.

I started folding my cloths and packing my cloths.

Under all the cloths I found a rectangle, wrapped, box.

I can't believe I forgot.

It was the gift I got Niall for our anniversary.

I never gave it to him.

The wrapping paper was torn up and wrinkle from being stuffed in my bag. I decided to just take it off.

I pushed my bag aside and looked to the gift.

It was a scrapbook I had made.

The cover read

Happy One Year.

The first page was just a picture of us holding hands with words under the photo.

Forever and always.

Infinite Forever.

I flipped through the pages, memories came flooding back.

Fixing up the barn.

The water park.

Paint ball.

The X-Factor.

And so much more.

I couldn't hold back the smile on the last page.

It was a collage of some of my favorite pictures of us.

After the mud fight.

Niall and I sleeping together.

Playing guitar.

Us slow dancing at the school dance.

The middle one made a tear rise in my eyes.

Niall and I kissing in the rain.

I remember my friend saw us kissing in the rain after school one day and she sent me this later that day.

"You two look so happy." I heard Bo's voice sneak up next to me. I looked up to her, she sat next to me on the bed.

"We were." I looked back to the pictures.

"You still can be."

I remained silent still looking to the pictures.

"I know it hurts, but..." Bo couldn't finish her sentence. She was at a loss for words.

"But what?" I looked to her, waiting for her to give me a reason to stay. I got no answer from her.

"I told him I'm in love with him and he didn't say it back. Do you realize how much that hurts?... not hearing him say it back broke me."

"This shouldn't be the reason you end things with Niall."

"If he doesn't love me... I feel stupid loving him."

I got up from her side and left the room.

My bag was placed by the door. I left the scrapbook on the bed.

I walked out the door and began to head towards the stadium thatched already filling up with fans.

***NIALLS POV***

I was a little out of it tonight.

After the text from Sarah I had been on edge.

I was jogging back to the bus to grab my phone I had forgotten on the table next to the beds.