Wow, can you spell 'slow day'? I've been singing here at the square for over four hours and I only have about seven dollars. I don't have a job no matter how hard I look, so this is the only way I can support myself.
Despite the uninterested crowd, I continue to strum my guitar and sing along to my favorite Ed Sheeran song. Actually this was mine and Niall's favorite song...oh gosh Kelly, do not think about him. Not now.
I can't help but smile to myself as I sing the familiar words with passion. They're etched permanently into my mind ever since Niall left without saying goodbye.
"Settle down with me. Cover me up, cuddle me in." The words leave my lips without having to think about it. The chilly New York air gives me goosebumps and makes me wish I actually had Niall here to cuddle with.
"Kelly?" I jump and stop playing at that voice. His voice.
"Niall?" In shock, I spin around and stare open-mouthed at him. He's wearing khakis and a t-shirt with his trademark snapback, but I barely notice. I haven't seen him in years. Well, he certainly gets hotter with age.
All of a sudden I can feel everyone in the park staring at us, so I drag him over to the side.
"What are you doing here?" I demand, all my anger from him leaving flooding back into me. My arms cross and a defiant expression stays on my face. Honestly, on the inside I really want to fling my arms around his neck and kiss him, but I'm still mad.
"The lads and I are playing in New York tonight and I was just walking around. The more important question is what are you doing here?" I blush and look down, ashamed to tell him the truth.
"I don't have a job so I sing in the square. It's the only form of income I have." When I look back up at him, his gaze is softer, but he's not sympathetic (which I hate, by the way), but he's almost guilty.
"I'm doing fine. I live in an apartment and I might get a job at the Starbucks in town-"
"Listen Kelly, I'm sorry. Also, I had to cut you off because we both know you ramble when you're nervous." I smile a little.
"Oh, right. Kel I am so so so sorry that I left you. I shouldn't have, but my career was just starting off and—" he stops, at a loss for words. He pulls the snapback off his head and runs his fingers through his blonde hair. "I guess I was just afraid. I was afraid that you might get hate or something and that the fans would hurt you. I thought it would be better for me to just end it then." He clears his throat and I realize my eyes are tearing up. "I wish I wouldn't have let you go, Kelly. I still love you."
"I forgive you," I whisper, my voice strained with tears. His infectious smile lights up his face, making me smile too.
"Follow me." He grabs my hand picks up my guitar, pulling me back over to the middle of the park. There's a bigger audience now that people know Niall's here.
"Niall, what are you doing?" He just winks and starts playing my guitar and he starts playing 'Kiss Me' like I was earlier.
He sings the first verse with me harmonizing in the background. Once we get to the chorus, I join in and we both sing with genuine feelings.
"Kiss me like you wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved.
This feels like falling in love,
Falling in love,
Falling in love." The rest of the song goes by and I almost don't notice. All I can do is stare into his blue eyes, knowing that he's mine again. Forever.