Love Triangle (One Direction fanfiction)

Cap 11

Abigail's POV:

I stop the car in front of my house amd take my keys and Louis Vuitton bag that I forgot from the night Niall and I went to the restaurant. We had such a great night and my stubborness possibly distroyed everything. I needed to stay away from Harry, but I just can't. I go to my room and crash into my bed. I want to sleep. I am so slobber...but the I remember.

"Fuck!"

I run to the bathroom as quick as I can. Today I have an interviw for a job as the editor of many magazines such as Vogue, Harper's Bazaar, Elle and more. My parents are not very happy of what I want to do, but I love fashion and writing. So this is the best job for me. My parents are buisness managers and...how O hate to admit it...but our family is very rich and wealthy. I hate to admit it because in previous schools a lot of people were using me because of this insegnificant fact. So, due to that and a lot of horrible memories that came with it and I don't have time right now to tell, I've learnt to shut up about this family secret.

I make a shower to get rid of that alcoohol sent and I bath myself in parfume. I put some foudation and primer on. I make a cat-eye with some red lipstick look and O go to the closet. I put on some skinny jeans that are above your ankels and black stilletos. I take a white losse flannel and a black mantel on top. I stack  some chunky necklesses, some rings and bracelets. On my ears I have more than one earing due to my rebelion as my parents like to call it. I was never that child who would listen ti hhis parents and tell them every night that he loves them. I loved staying with my friends and doing crazy things or being alone at a coffee-shop and reading or writing.

I go downstairs and shout from the toop of the stairs "Mom I go to my interviw. Don't wait for me to come to lunch."

I go to the kitchen counter and take my bag. As I turn around I see Niall staying on the sofa in the living-room.

I start sweating.

"Niall?! What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you."

"I am so sorry for later on the street. I didn't want to be so ...rude."

"No, no. I understand."

"Thank you. Well I am sorry for not staying more to talk to you, but I need to go..."

"To an interviw. I know. You made it crystal clear when you shout about it on the top of the stairs." His smile is adorable.

We go together outside my house.

"Abigail?"

"Yes?"

"Amm...Good luck at the interviw. They surelly need you."

"Thanks. I have to go."

"Ofcourse. Don't be late."

I get into my car and drive to the editor'd building. Even if I am super excited I think of Niall and the way he looked kinda sad when he came. Like he wanted to tell me something else thats bothering him.

Niall's POV:

I watch the car gping further and further till I can't see it anymore. I couldn't tell her that I know she lyed about her cousin. She has a really important interviw that she really wants and I can't destroy it. I will tell her later, maybe at dinner.
Come to my apartament after the interviw to celebrate :)