It was finally that day. The day where your past best friend Niall was coming home. He wasn't just your past best friend; he was your best friend. You told him everything, except the fact that you liked him. Of course you liked him, he was part of the Top Hit Boy band...One Direction, but you had feelings for him. You knew they were strong, and you knew you were waiting for that prefect moment for him to say those magical 3 words that could change everything forever.
You heard that he came back from a couple friends at school who knew him. "Rachel told me Niall's back already" said your best friend Danielle. People were looking at you funny. You didn't know why, because it's not like they didn't know Niall in person, everyone did. You didn't want to believe anything that was going on because you knew his flight was at 6:00pm, and he wouldn't get there till about 11:30pm. At least that's what you remember him telling you a week before his arrival day.
When you walked home, all you could hear was a guitar strumming along. Sometimes you see people just making noises, or humming to their favorite song. Maybe even a band playing in their garage. The only difference is that you had heard this tune before. At the moment you couldn't think where. Maybe on the radio, or roaming the halls of your school. Then the thought hit you. It was Niall. You remember him always trying to finish the song and get the perfect key and tone to it. Still, you couldn't believe it, but something inside you knew it was Niall.