Chapter 22

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A/N

Hey everyone how is everyone doing? I'm baaaaaaaaaack!!! 

Who missed me? Lmfao. Well, I feel fresh and new and ready to start! :)

Chapter 22:

[Camilla's POV]

I can't believe he just forgave me. But, it's time to forget about the past and go on to the future. I take a deep breath and move back from the hug. 

"Thank you," I smile and I go into my room to where Andie's sitting there eager to know what happened.

"He forgave me," I smile and fall onto my bed.

"Wow, really? Cause if I was Niall I wouldn't-" she stops short when she notices my glare.

"I mean.. yay!" 

"Haha, it better," I wink at her.

"I didn't want to make you feel bad earlier, but now I can, you smell bad!" Oh god. If I smell bad, I wonder how Niall felt when he hugged me.

"Andie! I gave Niall a hug, if I smell bad," I let her come to the conclusion.

"Oh god... Go shower!" she shoos me into the bathroom tossing a towel. She's so awesome, I love her.

I slip my dirty pajamas off and turn the knobs that control the water. The water begins pouring from the shower head and I slide the shower curtains after I step in. I feel like singing, I'm the happiest I've ever been. I belt out the words to Niall's favorite song, Just Haven't Met You Yet, by Michael Buble.

And somehow I know that it'll all turn out

You'll make me work, so we can work to work it out

And I promise you, kid, I give so much more than I get

I just haven't met you yet

I rinse the vanilla hotel body wash off my body and turn the water off. I feel so fresh and new. Nothing can ruin my mood.

I wrap the soft white towel around my wet body and head back to Andrea.

"I picked out some clothes for you, I hope you like them!" she moves away to reveal shorts, a creme colored sweater and brown supras that Niall and I both have. I smile at her choice of clothing and slip them all on.

"How do I look?" I ask twirling once I'm dressed. 

"Hold on," Andie grabs my bangs, which are dry now, and braids them clipping them to the side. I slip a flower head band around my natural waves. ( http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=68858709 )

"Perfect!" Andrea screeches. Someone's obviously more excited than I am. 

"I think my work here is done," she smiles and grabs her things.

"I'll see you back at home babe!"  she calls before she disappears behind the door. What do I do now? I can't go hang out with Niall... Maybe I can, shoul- 

My thoughts get interrupted with a knock to my door. Who can that be? I swing the door open to see Niall, wearing a t-shirt, khakis, and the same shoes as mine. I wasn't lying when I said we had matching supras.

"I hate your shoes," I smirk and he chuckles. 

"I hate yours too," we smile at each other. I haven't felt this warm sensation in my stomach in a while, I missed it. It may have been 4 days, but it felt like the longest time in the world.

"I came to ask you if you wanted to go out to eat?" I can see a blush creep up to his cheeks. Aww, he never got nervous about asking me out. Maybe it's because we're starting over...

"of course I would," I smile and I step out into the hallway. We walk towards the elevator pressing the first button. The doors close and the elevator slowly descends downwards.

"How have you been?" I ask him, trying to start a conversation.

"To be honest..." he runs his fingers through his hair. "I've been really shitty and i have no idea why..." he trails off. I wonder why too. I mean, he didn't do anything wrong, I did. 

"I understand-" I get cut off with the sound of the elevator bing and the doors slide open to a busy lobby. Why do I keep getting cut off?! Geez. I think to myself as we step out together silently walk out to the back exit. Let's not forget Niall's 1/5 of the most popular boy band in the world. We have Paul follow us to the restaurant and a distance though, not to be creepy or anything. We get placed at the table by the front window and order. When  the waitress takes away the menus we look at each other.

"I missed you," Niall reaches over the table and uncertainly grabbing my hand.

"Me too," I whisper getting better grip on his hand. This feels so right.

A/N

Like I said I haven't posted in like forever and I hope you guys liked the update! gaaah. By the way, I know the rating says [R] but it's actually [PG-13] idk man..

Story goal: 10 votes and 10 comments

I know you guys can do it, welcome me back the right way <3 

                                                             -obeytheniall_ xoxo

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