Stealing Home

Winning, but Losing

Sorry this is going to be a short chapter.

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Molly POV

(After winning championship game)

I walked out of the bathrooms, after changing. I looked around for Niall, he was no where to be seen. I never even looked for him during the game because I was to busy concentrating on what was happening. I can't believe he didn't come. He promised. I grabbed my bag and caught a taxi back to the hotel. The whole ride I just sat there staring out the window. We were driving past some stores about two blocks from the hotel when I saw a bunch of paparazzi. I didn't think anything of it at first, because we were in California after all, until I saw who they were following. It was Niall. It wasn't Niall and the rest of the boys though it was Niall and Demi. I paid the taxi driver as fast a I could and I sprinted to the elevator. Once it got o my level I was taking deep breaths to keep myself from crying. I stepped out of the elevator only to see Liam and Louis standing there waiting for the elevator.

"Hey Molly." Liam said as I walked off.

"Hi Liam, hi Louis." I said over my shoulder, walking faster.

"Hey weren't you and Ni-" Louis started but I cut him off.

"No. We had a change in plans." I said quickly trying to keep my voice from cracking. Once I closed the door to my hotel room tears started pouring down my face. I cried myself to sleep even though it was only 2:30 in the afternoon. I woke up and looked at my phone to see what time it was 7 o'clock and that I had 6 missed calls and 17 text messages. There was one call each from Louis and Liam, no voice mail; one from Carmen asking if I was gonna go out with them before they left, and three from Niall. I didn't even listen to his messages. I left all nine texts from Niall unread, Liam's said

"What's wrong?" short, simple, caring, and to the point.

And Louis' said

"Gurl tell me what is up in this hizz house I will screw some shizzle up if I have too." I found myself laughing at this, his next one said

"But seriously you seemed upset. I've got two ears and am willing to listen." Aww, I can't believe how frigging sweet this crazy kid could be.

(Yes I called him kid, I call everyone kid or child. It's a fact.)

The other five were from my teammates saying good job and that they will miss me. They all knew I was staying an extra two days but none of them knew why, and none of them asked.

I got up and got some fruit snacks and fell asleep watching tv.

In the morning I woke up at about nine o'clock and instead of leaving the curtains to the balcony open I closed them. Then I went to my room to pack. Just today and tomorrow and you will probably never see him again, you can handle this. I kept thinking that to myself, but it hit me. I couldn't handle it, I cried for five minutes before i heard knocking on my door. I wiped the tears from my face. Then I looked down and saw I was wearing my short, grey cloth shorts and a neon yellow sports bra. Yah I probably shouldn't answer the door like this. I guess I'll just stick my head out. I slowly pulled my hotel door open