The Duet

15.

He didn't say anything and he just left closing the door back.

"Anyways after the Gala tomorrow I'm not sure where I'm going to go you know? I don't want to come back here. My mom wants to raise hell because I told her about me and Liam. I have to paint a picture for the media and go out looking so in Love like usually. I'm tired of Niam. This has me wanting to be Niall. Just Niall." I said sighing and dragging my hand through my hair.

"That's fine too. Just don't make any rash decisions right now." He said.

"I'm about about to make myself look a fool or anything because I know the image that I have to put out there so I'm not going to make a scene or anything." I said.

"Good. At first don't get mad but I though you were just joking." He said.

"Nope, found a magnum under the bed. And yeah. That's that. All he's doing is pleading and begging with me and I'm getting sick of it." I said rolling my eyes.

"Maybe you can come here after the Gala?" He said.

"I don't want to be a bother. I don't want to be a burden to anyone right now because I'm so closed off." I said.

"I don't want you to be unhappy. When I can know that I can lift your spirits by just hanging out." He said and I smiled.

"I appreciate it a bunch. You have a very kind heart and a really giving spirit but I'll be out there maybe in like two weeks or so. How about that? Is that a good enough compromise?" I asked smiling.

"Yes it is. I hope to even lift your mood tomorrow." I said.

"Me too. Cause God knows I need to be happy after a week of depression." I said.

"Glad you want it for yourself." He said.

"Always have. Lately I guess I haven't been thankful for it enough and boom I forget and I'm getting Karma for it." I said.

"Don't say that." He said.

"Only thing that makes sense." I said.

"I just want to give you a nice hug right now." He said.

"Something I need more than you think right now. Your hugs are amazing, I know I complained before but man they really are." I said and he smiled a very wide smile.

"Thank you I try. I'll give you one tomorrow." He said.

"Good." I said and hush of wind hit me and I did get cold.

"Go in the house. Go take a warm bath. Listen to some music. Relax yourself." He said.

"Good suggestions." I said. "I'll let you go and I'll do exactly that. Thank you." I said.

"Of course. Call me anytime. See you tomorrow." He said.

"Tomorrow." I said and he hung up.

I went in the house and drew a bath while I searched for some music to put on.  While the bath ran I made me some more tea. I smiled putting sugar in it. No honey #savethebees

I went upstairs and stripped of my clothes and got in the tub. I don't know why I hadn't thought of this before. I'm at peace here rn.

I sighed and just turned on my side and I listened to the music play.

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No conversation. None whatsoever as we sat in the car on our way all the way to Manchester. It wasn't a long ride really. Maybe 4 hours. Zayn said their plane left last night. It's on the verge of being 5 o'clock and we're only halfway there. I played games on my phone and read a book to pass the time. I also put my feet up and had me a little ginger ale.