Hello

21

"I want you to come back to Paris with me" the words that would change my life.

She wanted me to go to Paris? I didn't think that my designs were that good. Hell I just doodled in that book.

I couldn't think of anything to say as my heart raced and my palms became sweaty. I just sat there with wide eyes while she sipped her tea and waited to hear what I had to say.

"Wow" was all I managed after about three minutes of pure silence.

"Look I know it's a big move but I think that it will be good for the company" she said with a smile as if she didn't just ask me to leave my whole life and move across the world.

"I'm going to have to think about it" I said and stood up. I couldn't think right now my head was so jumbled. I honestly didn't know what to do. It was an amazing opportunity but I couldn't just leave everything here in New York.

I walked out of the room without another word and hailed a cab rather than taking the car that was waiting for me. I didn't want to have to talk to anyone right now. All I wanted to do was sit in my bed and think.

When a cab pulled up I quickly have them my address and he took me home.

The whole ride I just looked out of the window and wondered what Paris would be like. It would be beautiful and bold. All of the people I would work with would be amazing designers and professionals. I also saw myself living in a small house overlooking the Eiffel Tower which didn't sound all that bad.

But then I thought about leaving Niall and haley and my whole life here in New York. I couldn't function without Niall everyday so I had no idea how I was going to move to Paris. I just wanted to sit in a corner and cry.

"Here you are" the cabbie said and I gave him some money.

I hopped out of the car and jogged to my apartment. Luckily the fan girls didn't come back so I was all alone. Niall wouldn't be home until later from the shoot so I had some time to think about Paris.

I searched in my purse for my house key and unlocked the door. Once I stepped inside a wave of relief flooded over me. Not because I decided if I was going to Paris or not. It was because I was at my house, my safe place. Moving to Paris may take that all away. I was so damn confused.

I threw my purse on the couch and walked to the bedroom. Before I could even think my head hit the pillow and I jus stared at the ceiling.

After about ten minutes of thinking I decided to call haley. She knew me inside and out so she would be able to help.

"Hey" she said into the speaker.

"Can you come over?" I asked her and bit my nails while waiting for an answer.

"Yea always. Something wrong?" She sounded worried.

"Yea, but I want to tell you in person" I tried not to sound to worried when I told her.

"Is Niall okay?" She spoke softly.

"He is for now" I sighed and haley told me she was on her way.

As I waited for her I made a bowl of popcorn and grabbed two cans of soda from the fridge. I figured we would be talking for a while so we needed food.

As I was about to sit o the couch my phone starts to ring.

The caller said Niall. I got butterflies in my stomach seeing his name. Was I gonna tell him? Or keep it to myself until I asked haley.

"Hello?" I said in my friendliest voice.

"Hey babe my friend Louis invited me for dinner. Mind if I go?" He asked and I could hear muffled noise in the back. He must still be at the shoot.

"Yea that sounds like a good time! just stay safe Niall" I said with a smile on my face. Even though I had to worry about Paris, Niall was working so hard on his career and it was really taking off.

"I love you Rose" he said into the speaker.

"I love you Niall" I spoke and we both hung up the phone.

I was nervous that Niall would be mad if I took the job in Paris but I would hope he would be happy.

Before I could sit down there was a knock on the door. I knew it was haley and I quickly walked to the door.

"Hey" she said before pulling me in for a bear hug.

"Hey" I sighed and we both walked inside.

"I brought pizza" she chuckled and I laughed as well.

We walked to the living room and got all cozy under some blankets before I spilled the news.

"Okay so what happening" haley asked while biting into a piece of pizza.

"Well...it's kinda big" I was worried that haley wouldn't want me to go so I didn't know if telling her was the best. But I needed to do it.

"Come on just tell me" she said in a serious tone.

"Okay. Well I was offered a job for a huge fashion company" I said until haley interrupted me.

"That's awesome! why didn't you want to tell me that? That's so cool!" She praised.

"It's in Paris" I said and she looked at me wit raised eyebrows.

"Paris? Like in France?" She asked in disbelief.

"Yea" is all I could say. I ran my hands through my hair and waited for her to talk.

"That's crazy." Was all she could say.

"I know" I sighed.

"So are you going to go. I mean it's an amazing opportunity, I think you should take it" she said and I could tell she didn't want me to go. The way she looked at me and then at the floor made it very clear she wasn't happy.

"I don't know yet. I can't live without you and Niall." I looked into her eyes and all I could see was my best friends confused face.

"Shit. How would Niall react. Wait have you told him?" She asked.

"No. I'm scared if I tell him he may leave me" tears brimmed in my eyes and I didn't know why.

"It's okay rose. Niall loves you so much I'm sure he would understand."

I didn't know what to say. Would I leave the love of my life or stay here and not become a fashion designer. I was torn in the middle.

Haley and I talked for about another hour before we both started to get tired. I had convinced haley that I would tell Niall soon but not right away. I still didn't know if I was going to take the job so why was I getting so worked up.

Just as I was about to fall asleep my phone buzzed. I had one text from Claire.

"You have seven days until I fly back to Paris. You come with me or you leave Vogue. I hope to see you choose wisely" was what it read.

So if I didn't go to Paris I would loose my job? Great, first I may loose Niall and now I may loose my job.