I am. I am. I am. -- Chapter One: Move

Chapter 7: Admitting.

"You alright?" He asked.

"Yeah, I just didn't realize how high up we were." I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe.

"It will be worth it when you slide down, its a rush. . ." He sounded like he did this a lot, maybe I will too if I can get myself to stop being a wimp.

I sat down slowly and looked back at Niall, he gave me a reassuring nod, "I will be down right after you." He was so completly understanding and sweet.

I closed my eyes and pushed off, after a moment I opened my eyes. I was going so fast the fall breeze was whipping through my hair. He was right, it was a rush. I waited for Niall to get to the bottom. We were both wearing exhilarating grins.

He grabbed my wrist and tugged me back to the car. "You are going to love what's next!" His eyes were lit up, like bright blue headlights.

We drove for a while when he started playing 20 questions.

"What is your favorite color?"

"A coral-ish orange. . " I replied.

"What is your favorite food?"

"Pizza. . " I didn't even hesitate.

"How can you even pick!?" He laughed.

"Well, when I am writing I get in the zone and pizza is just what I order in." I am sort of a freak when I write, I can sit in my room for days, but he did not need to know that. .

"The zone?" I could tell he was getting curious.

"Well I just forget about everything, I just sit there and spill my guts on paper. Don't you get that way on stage?" I assumed everyone had a passion his was probably music, I wanted him to feel normal but it was kind of inevitable to bring up his career, it was a huge part of his life.

"Yeah I do," He pressed his lips into a fine line, "you don't have to beat around the bush, I don't mind talking about what I do, I just don't want to be treated any differently than any other person, if that makes any sense."

"It does."

We pulled up to a place I most definatly recognized, and I could feel a grin spreading across my face, "Abbey Road." I stated.

He shook his head.  I pulled out my phone and texted my best friend back home. 

'A friend is showing me around London - - He took me to Abbey Road ! xx ' 

'He?!!? Take lots of pictures!'

'Will do, ill explain l8r.'

'K<3'

I missed Lisa she was my best friend, I met her in the hospital. We saved each other and it was very hard to be away from her. 

I was tearing up. 

"Whats wrong love?" Niall asked. 

"My best friend, she wants me to take lots of pictures," I was sobbing, " I am so sorry I just miss her so much. . ."

He reached over and stroked my arm.

"You can take as many pictures as you want, its fine," he was so confused trying to pick apart what was actually wrong with me was a challenge, "she misses you too, I bet."  He said in a hushed voice. 

I almost asked for a hug, thats what my dad did when I was upset and it always used to help, but due to the fact that I have only known him for 24 hours I didn't think it was a good idea. I wiped my eyes, took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. 

Niall walked around the car.

"Are you alright? I wanted you to have a fun today but if you need to go home I understand."

"I am bipolar," I blurted out, "somethimes I just breakdown and im so sorry " 

He stayed quiet.

". . . I didn't mean to ruin the day. . ."

I started to cry again, he reached over and moved a stray hair from my face and hugged me. 

I didn't know how long it lasted but he didn't fuss or anthing he just let me hug him, and cry. 

It was so hard to admit but no one had made me feel so protected and cared for, and I was falling for him. . . hard. 

I looked up at him. 

"Are you feeling better?" He asked. 

I nodded. 

"Can we go to my house? I don't want to ruin the rest of the day but it's getting late. . and I am cold. ."     I trailed off "We can watch a movie or something. . " 

"Are you sure it would be ok with your mum?" He paused "It is late." 

I knew she wouldn't be home it was a late night at work and the harlot would probably be sleeping with one of her co-workers. 

"She is out on business. . " I replied. 

He smiled, "Sure." He ran over and opened the passenger side door, I climbed in and buckled up. We drove quietly all the way home. 

As we walked up to my flat I decided to make small talk. 

"What movie do you want to watch?" I asked. 

"Its up to you." He smiled, as I unlocked my door.