Louis hasn't come to breakfast, or anywhere the past 2 days. He hasn't eaten, and I dare to say he hasn't slept. Both niall and Liam have been looking down, and I really do feel Louis' pain. He made a mistake, and all I wanted to do was help, but sadly that wasn't an option.
I sneaked out of my dorm and went to Nialls. I checked the time. 5.30. I knock and waited for an answer that never came. The handle turned as I peaked inside. I saw Nialls sleeping body, peaceful, and beautiful.
Tiptoeing to his bed, I pear over to Louis', who was asleep. That was a good sign. I turned my head to niall and slid into bed.
"No, go away taco" he said, which I'm guessing was a dream.
"Niall..." I said, trying to interact with his sleeptalking.
"Whattt" he said.
"Who is this Brooke?" I said quietly, waiting for a response.
"She's... She's the ugliest girl I've ever met" he says.
I lifted an eyebrow in confusion. He would never say that, even though I would believe him if he did.
"Come cuddle me" he says, opening his eyes and putting his arms around me.
"Wh... What?" I said, confused. Did he mean it?
"I was joking, Bee!" he says softly giggling. "Now can I kiss you?"
"Why not"
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Forgotten- a Niall Horan fanfiction
FanfictionBrooke goes half-way around the world, escaping her cougar of a mother with her best friend, Abby. When she gets to summer camp, she makes friends, loses friends, and finds love along the way. But what will happen when the man of her dreams leaves h...
