Tell Me a Lie

Last Kiss

Callie's POV

I wake up the next morning  terrified. I had the worst dream last night. Niall kissed me, Harry broke up with me and everything is a huge mess. As I throw the covers away from me I realize that it wasn't a dream, it was reality.

The boys are out recording some promotion right now so Alyssa and I are on our own. Alyssa sits at the little table in the corner of the room sipping a cup of coffee and reading a magazine.

"Hey Liss." I say getting up. She mumbles something not looking up. I start to dig through my suitcase and pull out a pair of jeans and a nice purple long sleeved shirt. I head into the bathroom, shower quickly and dress. 

"Do you want to do something for breakfast?" She asks as I walk through the door.

"Sure." I tell her throwing on a cream cardigan. She opens the door and we walk out into the hall. Immediately I hear it. The shouting that's unmistakably Harry. I run toward the noise into the lobby and sure enough, there's Harry shouting at  somebody I can't see. As I move over I realize. It's Niall.

"Harry!" I shout. His head turns.

"Callie!" He runs over to me and wraps me in a hug.

"Harry what's wrong?" I ask.

"You weren't listening?

"To what?"

"The promotion. On the radio."

"No. I was sleeping." I tell him.

"Niall told everybody that you and I had a row and he kissed you right after we agreed to keep it hush! Do you know what this could do?" His face flushes with rage.

"Harry calm down." I tell him. He huffs. "It's gonna be okay." 

"I don't know if it is, Cal." He tells at me staring with his gorgeous green eyes. I think back to the day we met, at the airport. The first time I woke up staring into them. I'd  clicked with Harry since the beginning, but when I really think about it,  I remember more. Niall looking at me with a sparkle in his eye when I boarded the plane. The look of jealousy on his face when he saw Harry holding my hand once we had landed. The glowing smiles shot in my direction, the kind words, the blushing when I said something cute and lastly the sour look on his face when he saw Harry had disappeared. Niall has had a crush on me the entire time I've known him. And I've paid him no attention. Until now.

"I'm going to talk to Niall." I tell Harry. He lets go of me and I walk over to the small blonde boy.

"Niall?" I ask.

"I'm so sorry, Cal." He tells me. "I just made everything worse. I feel terrible. Please forgive me."

"Why didn't you tell me you liked me?" I ask him quietly.

"I kissed you." He tells me.

"Before that. I know you liked me since you saw me. Why didn't you say anything?" 

"I didn't want to hurt Harry."

"Well look what happened now."

"Callie,"

"No, Niall." 

"Callie, listen. I think of you everytime I sing Stand Up."

"You listen!" I shout! "I'm so confused. I don't know if I'm with you or Harry! I don't know where I stand with either of you! So from now on, I'm not with anyone! Okay?"

"Okay." He says barely above a whisper. I can't help myself. His beautiful face stares at the ground. I   lift up his face in my hands and press my lips against his. Barely three seconds we stay like this, then I pull away. 

"Sorry." I tell him, and silently walk through the front door onto the street.