I just ended it with Niall. What we had. It was all gone. I loved him, I really did. But he's not the one I could spend my entire life with. I know, I'm probably acting like a brat but it's true. We're not meant to be.
I left the guys and went upstairs to the guest room and laid down on the bed. I didn't love Niall. I couldn't. It's like loving a brother. It's not good. It's disturbing. Not that dating Niall was disturbing but it just wasn't meant to be.
I felt the bed slightly lower from under me. I looked up. Liam sat at the edge of the bed. When he realized I noticed him he gave me a warming smile. "Are you okay?"
I sighed. "Honestly, Liam? I don't know. I love Niall, but like a brother. He's also getting overprotective and clingy. Does he not trust me or something? I don't think I actually love Niall in a boyfriend way anymore. I guess I never really did love him more than a friend. Now I know who I'm in love with."
Liam was confused. "It's okay. Relationships end but new ones begin. Who do you think you love?"
I smiled. "I don't think, I know for sure, Liam. And it's a secret. I'll tell him when the time is right."
He nodded. "Yes. Ofcourse. I didn't mean to pressure you."
