The bell rings as the door opens. Niall makes this way through the door and spots the brunette sitting in a corner of the cafe. Niall cautiously walks over to the table and when he reaches it, Marilyn looks up at him and gives a weak smile.
"You came," She whispered. Niall nodded and sat down. "Would you like anything? A coffee or you know tea-." Marilyn got interrupted by Niall's voice.
"Why did you do it?"
"Niall, I can explain."
"Oh really? How is there a good enough explanation for what you did?"
"Listen, it wasn't my fau-" Marilyn got interrupted again.
"Oh I'm sorry, It wasn't your fault!" Niall exclaimed sarcastically, "How can it not be your fault?"
"Please trust me."
"Trust you? I asked you one question and yet you still haven't answered it."
"I can't tell you."
"You can't tell me?! Didn't you just say you can explain? Ok you know what I'm leaving."
"No Niall wait-"
"No I"m leaving, goodbye."
Niall got up and was gone in a flash.
What have I done? Marilyn thought.
