You and I (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Connie's POV

Bernice and I have been on tour for about a week now. It's been great. The best part was that I didn't have to be missing Niall every day. However, every day, was the same. We would watch them do sound check, get ready for the concert, and then the actual concert. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind it, honestly.

One day, I was feeling really tired, so I decided to stay in the dressing room during the concert.

"You sure you don't want to watch the concert?" Bernice asked.

"Yeah, I'm pretty tired from waking up early in the morning. Not a morning person remember?" I said.

Niall laughed. "It's fine, see you soon." He said as he kissed my forehead.

I waved at everyone as they all left. The dressing room was peaceful, which was exactly what I needed because I've been hearing screams from many teenage girls for the past week. I was sitting down on the couch, while eating of course, until I got a text.

I looked at my phone and I swear, I was about to drop it. The text was from Evan. Why did Evan text me? I opened the text.

From Evan:

Hey, Connie. Do you have some time to talk on the phone right now?"

I had no idea how to respond to that. But one way or another, I knew I had to.

I texted sying:

Yeah, I guess.

One minute later, my phone rang and it was Evan. I picked up and said, "Hello?"

"Hey Connie." Evan said.

"Hey... What's up?" I said.

"I just wanted to tell you that I missed you. I did a lot of thinking and I realized I should've been more understanding. And I'm sorry you are going through so much now and before." Evan said.

There was a short pause before he said, "And I wanted to tell you that I really like you. I really didn't want to tell you through the phone, but I heard you were gone for the whole summer. I needed to tell you immediately. I guess I was just hurt that you were ignoring me when I really liked you. But now, I know what you're going through."

I was so shocked. I didn't know how to respond. All I could do was think back to all the memories we've had. And because I'm still in the stage of trying to erase him out of my life, I don't know if I can now.

"It's okay. I'm sorry for everything I put you through too." I said.

I could sense that Evan was smiling on the other line. "Well, I guess we'll talk soon about everything and catch up." He said.

"Sure. See you soon." I said.

I hung up the phone. I laid down towards the couch because I didn't know what to do. Do I have feelings for Evan? This makes it seem like I have to choose between Niall or Evan. Niall and I haven't known each other for so long but he's been there for me ever since we met. He really understands me and really cares about my feelings. Evan, on the other hand, I've knew him since grade nine. Before our argument, Evan has always been there for me. He knew me so well and we had a lot of memories. Even though we had that argument, I think every one deserves second chances.

The concert ended and everyone came back to the dressing room. I saw Bernice and I mouthed to her, "We need to talk later."

Bernice was confused, but nodded.

Niall came into the room and sat down next to me.

"How was the concert Niall?" I said as I tried to smile.

"It was great! The crowd was amazing, but it was so loud that my ears were hurting!" Niall said as he laughed.

"That's really great to hear Niall." I said while looking down a bit.

"What's wrong Connie? Are you alright?" Niall said.

"I'm fine. Let's just go back to the tour bus." I said.

Niall grabbed my hand and we went back to the tour bus.

When we got into the tour bus, Paul was there and he was holding McDonald's in his hand.

"YAY! Food!" Louis shouted. Eleanor started to laugh.

Everyone was eating. Everyone was sitting around the table talking to each other and laughing, while I sort of zoned out. I think Niall could tell I was a bit upset over something.

Niall's POV

We were all eating and talking except for Connie. I was sitting next to her and she had been really quiet after the concert ended. Before the concert started, she seemed fine. Something's bothering her and I don't think she wants to talk to me about it.

What's bothering her?

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