Shattered Reflections (One Direction FanFiction) COMPLETED

30- Those 3 Words..

May 5, 2012

As I finished dressing in Niall's sweatpants and one of his plain white tee's, (A/N aha see what I did there?) I decided to go out and walk home, since it was only 10 AM.

As I walked out of the apartment, I texted Niall,

To: My Irish Hottie

hey babe, i'm going back home, to say bye to Simon and Beth.. they're going to England for a couple days. Meet me at Cafe 39 at 11:30? 

I hit 'send' and walked down the walkway beside the busy streets of LA.

***

As soon as I got home, I was met by a mad Mikey, Grant and Casey.

"Where were you Liv?"

"We were scared to death!"

"You should've called!"

The three musketeers said at once. To which I respond, "Boys, I was over at Nialls, and then walked home! No biggie!" I say, flicking my blonde hair off my shoulder.

"Fine. Simon and Beth are leaving if you want to say GoodBye." Grant said, opening the front door for me.

"Dad! Beth? I'm home! Where are you!?" I shout, around our multi-billion dollar home.

"We're in the kitchen hunny!" Simon shouted back, as I dropped my bag and walked over to Beth, who had been eating animal crackers with Simon.

"So, we're leaving right now, Be Safe Olivia. Don't throw any parties!" Simon said, smiling widely, as he pulled me into a hug.

"Bye dad! And bye wittle Bethy! Be good for Dad okay?" I say, lifting Beth and putting her on the ground.

"Wuv You Livy!" She said, giving me a sweet little apple-breath kiss on my cheek.

"Love you too Beth!" I say, as Simon started rolling his and Beth's handbags out to the garage.

***

After saying our last goodbyes, I had thirty minutes until I had to meet Niall at the cafe. So I decided for a shower.

I slipped into one of my grey, aztec printed leggings, and pulled over a long, white sheer blouse. I jumped around to get my feet into th incredibly tight, bright red ankle booties, which were like 3 inches tall.

Skipping downstairs, I shoved a couple 20's inside my I-Phone case, and clipped the owl printed case on my white phone.

Taking my keys, I walked out the front door, recieving a text from my one and only.

From: My Irish Hottie:

umm. yea. I'm here. see you soon

Alright, well that was weird, He usually says that he loves me or something.

I opened my new, Red Mustang, and drove out of the driveway, going to the cafe.

***

The door dinged as I walked in, and my eyes suddenly met the ones of my boyfriend.

"Hey babe!" I sung, walking over to the back of the family owned cafe.

"Hi Olivia.."

"What's wrong hun?" I ask, realizing that his once bright blue eyes, are now dull and emotionless.

"I- uh.. I don't think we should be together anymore.. your.. management doesn't think it's alright for us to do so.." He said, holding my two hands in his, a tear threatening to fall out of his blue orbs.