Back Again *A Niall Horan One Shot*

"Charlotte are you ready?" My bestfriend Niall called me.

Let me introduce myself before we continue.

Hi, My names Charlotte Wilson. I am 16 years old and irish. I live in Mullingar and my bestfriend is Niall Horan and he is my neighbour. Just alittle bit about him is he has a girlfriend who is a big slut and cheats on him but he just doesn't know it.I don't have feelings for Niall but I did.

Anyways back to the story now.

"I'm coming!" I said and ran out the door.

Today, me and Niall are going to the park like we always do.

We always act like a couple but we really aren't.

Niall was acting weird.

"Niall is something wrong?" I asked him curious.

"Charlotte, I have to tell you something" he mumbled and stood infront of me.

"I'm leaving to go to the x factor. Me and Sandy already talked this through, she thought it was good for me." he told me.

"wait WHAT?!? You're actually doing what you're slut of a girlfriend said? DO YOU EVEN KNOW THE REAL HER?!?" I shouted.

"DON'T CALL HER A SLUT YOU BITCH!" He said and slapped me across the face.

I felt tears come down my cheek.

I ran all the way back to my house.

I ran to my room and slammed the door.z

Niall was never that mad ever.

He was my only friend. I'm friendless now.

I went to the corner in my room and cried my eyes out.

*2 years later*

I'm 18 and i'm still friendless and I get pushed around by Sandy and her other slut of a friend.

I still remember that day. Me and Niall don't talk anymore.

Whenever I remember that day I just happend to rub my cheek and let some tears slip.

*DING* 

The bell rang to go home.

I grabbed my bag and tried to avoid being pushed around by Sandy and her slut friends.

That didn't work.

Sandy stood infront of me.

"Hey whore" she said.

I tried to ignore her.

"Don't think you can ignore me" She shouted and slapped me across the face.

She laughed and left.

I let the tears slip and so I ran home.

I live 2 streets down from my school.

I stopped infront of my house and saw a blonde boy sitting on the steps infront of his house.

It was Niall.

I stared at him and he looked up.

I rubbed my cheek and ran inside of my house.

I ran to my room and locked my bedroom.

I jumped on my bed and cried.

He's back.

I woke up the next morning looking like a mess.

I freshened up and didn't bother to put makeup on.