I sat on a bench watching a bus drive away, I should have been on that bus. It was going back home, to York. A place I couldn't go back to at the moment. There was no room for a failure like me over there. My parents didn't know that I dropped out of university. I didn't have the guts to tell them, because I didn't want to see their disappointed face.
I decided to get off the bench and take a twenty minute walk to Niall's apartment. He was my best friend. He lived next door to my grandparents and every time I went to Mullingar over the summer we would become inseparable.
I reached his apartment building and went to the elevator. I pressed the button for the fourth floor and patiently waited for the doors to close. I was hoping that Niall was home and not out with the guys. He always knew what to say to make me feel better, and I needed him at the moment.
The elevator stopped and the doors slid open. I walked out with my suitcase rolling behind me. When I reached his door I stood there for a minute before finally deciding to knock. Laughter could be heard from inside. I really hope I didn't interrupt anything. The door swung open and Niall smiled at me. He then saw that I had my suitcase with me and gave me a worried look.
"Mikayla, come in. What's wrong?" I walked in and saw that all the guys were there. They also stared at me with looks of concern. I wasn't sure if I wanted to tell him everything in front of the guys. I loved them, but I wanted to speak with Niall privately. I waved at the guys and then turned to Niall.
"Niall can we go speak in your room?" He nodded, understanding that I wanted privacy. He told the boys to wait out here and we went into his room. I walked over to his king sized bed and sat in the middle, against the headboard. I patted the bed, telling Niall to sit next to me. He sat down and put his arm around me, pulling me closer to him.
"I dropped out today Niall. I was supposed to go back home, but I couldn't. I don't want to disappoint my parents, but school just wasn't for me. I don't want to become a lawyer. I was wasting my time there. When they find out they're going to be really upset with me and probably not talk to me. I won't have a place to go back to. I won't have anything." I began to cry as I realized what would happen when they found out. I hugged Niall tightly and buried my face in his chest. He knew how hard my parent's were on me.
"Mikayla calm down. Everything is going to be fine. You have me. Don't worry about your parents right now. In fact, you're moving in with me. Take the spare bedroom. I want you to be happy and do what you want. Your parentswill understand sooner or later." I looked up at him and smiled. He was right. I should do what makes me happy. They would eventually understand. I thanked him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Why don't you put your suitcase in the room and then join me and the lads out in the living room." He then walked out of his room to join the boys. Slowly, I got off the bed and got my suitcase. I went to the room across from his, my new bedroom, it was simple enough for my taste, but I liked the design. The walls were a pale grey, matching the queen sized bed that was placed against the wall along a wide window that showed the streets of London. A smile stretched across my face, this was definitely Niall's idea of a guest bedroom. I rolled my suitcase towards the dresser, placing it against the wall. I would put my clothes away later; I needed to clear my mind at the moment with the guys. They always knew how to make me feel better with their wild antics.
"Mikayla!" The sound of Harry's exuberant voice immediately brought me out of my thoughts as he barged into my new room.
"Hi, Harry-" I was cut off almost immediately as the curly haired teen grabbed me by the wrist and yanked me towards the living room. It was just like Harry to do something like that to me, he always seemed to sense when his presence was needed. It was like his sixth sense; a good one, I must say.
"Come on! We're deciding what movie we should watch! And of course, Niall wants your opinion."
"Uh..." I muttered, almost speechless while stumbling behind him to keep up with his peppy strides.
"I honestly don't care what movie we watch, Harry..." He turned around and gave me a questioning look.
"So you wouldn't care if we watched The Texas Chainsaw Massacre?" I bitterly shot him a look.
"Do you really think I would want to watch something that gory?" He just laughed and pushed me towards the couch, causing me to trip over someone's feet and fall to the floor. I groaned in pain, hearing the five guys laughing at me from above. I decided it was better to just stay on the floor.
"Sorry about that babe." I could hear Zayn trying to hold back his laughter. Glaring at him, I slowly stood up and kicked his feet. The only thing he did was laugh at me. I gave up on kicking him and made my way to the couch Liam and Niall were sitting on. There was just enough space for me to sit between them, so I did. Liam smiled at me and gave me a small wave.
"We're not watching The Texas Chainsaw Massacre likeHarry said. We're watching The Hangover. Is that okay with you?" I shrugged in response. I wasn't in the mood to watch a movie but I also wanted to spend some time with the boys.
About an hour and a half later the movie had finally ended. Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Liam got off the couch and announced they were leaving. I walked them to the door and gave them all a hug before they left. When I went back to the living room Niall wasn't there but I could see him in the kitchen. He was getting a drink. I quietly walked to the kitchen and leaned against the counter. Niall turned around and smiled.
"I just want to say that I'm really thankful that you're letting me stay here. If it weren't for you I'd be homeless right now."
"You don't have to thank me Mikayla. You're my best friend, I'd do anything for you." He opened his arms asking for a hug, I hugged him tightly.
"It's getting really late Mikayla. I'm going to bed. Good night." He kissed the top of my head and went to his room, leaving me in the kitchen. I got myself a glass of water and then turned off all the lights, going to bed as well. I was going to enjoy living with Niall.