All Your Little Things

Chapter 36- Finding Out

Elizabeth

I woke up the next morning and popped some aspirin. I slipped off my dress from last night and switched it for jean shorts and a pink henley. I scrubbed off the makeup and put my hair up in a messy bun. I was exhausted.

Then, everything that happened last night came back. Niall...Mr. Brightside...Niall and Mia...Cosmopolitans...David...shit. 

David appeared in the doorway of the bathroom. He had changed already. "Hey."

"Hello." I mumbled back.

"How're you?"

"I'm fine, you?"

"Awesome."

"Did you have fun last night?" I asked. He seemed oblivious to it all.

"Yea, I can't remember any of it! I was so drunk haha. Must've been a great night!"

"I'll meet you at the courtyard by the mall when you're ready." I nodded. "See you there." I responded. He left he apartment. I brushed on some concealer and mascara, and threw on my converse. On the way out of the apartment, I grabbed my purse.

What was I going to do? Do I tell him? Let it go? I should probably stay with him. I never had the courage to let him go; he was such a nice guy. Fine, then let it go and move on with it. I can learn to love him.

On the way there, as I walked, I thought about David. He must be mad, but would he be? How is he going to respond to this? I had no time to find out as I approached him at the courtyard and took a seat next to him on the bench.

"Here." David handed me a Starbucks cup. "I got your usual."

I smiled. "Thanks, David." I said, taking a sip.

 "What should we do today?"

"Why don't we go sight seeing?"

"Sure, I'd love that!" He kissed me.

I sat there, sipping my coffee. Yes, I loved Niall, but there was a part of me that was not ready for the life that came along with dating him, which is why it was better to be with David. David was a better, more logical choice.

My parents loved the fact that David would keep me close to home. But with Niall, I'd be stuck in London. Oh hell.

I did not want to move to London, or deal with the strains of being in that sort of relationshop, the hate, fans, everything--it just seemed like a lot for someone my age. I loved Niall, but just because two people are in love never means they are supposed to be together. I felt really torn.

He, Niall himself, was amazing. He was great. It was me. I was not ready to give so much up. I was so young.

We had both lost a little faith in each other. Not that I didn't trust him being faithful to me. In fact, I trusted Niall to remain loyal to me and only me always. He was a great, caring man. We had, however, lost confidence in the relationship.

I was losing myself. Between college and Niall being away, my smile had become faker than ever, and it was like a knife in my heart.

Niall just seemed down lately. His eyes had lost a little bit of that spark, and we were both cold to each other.

Everything seemed wrong.

Going through the past few days, my eyes had been completely opened to what was going on. There were some serious tears in our relationship, and I needed to fix that. We needed to talk before anything further went on.

I just needed some time to think. I wanted to be with Niall more than anything, but reality and my ideal life were butting heads.

I got up and we walked down the street, and kept on sipping my coffee. I thought and thought and thought. Yet, I never came up with an answer.