SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED IN A LONG TIME I'VE BEEN BUSY & I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW SO IM SUPER BUSY LMAO
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Niall's P.O.V -
I went and knocked on the door, but she just ignored me. I know she's awake, I can hear her sniffling. I know I shouldn't have cursed at Cleo like that, but it kind of just happened anyway.
"What do you want?" I was just about to knock again until Piper opened the door with an attitude.
"I need to talk to Cleo." Piper takes a step back whenever I walk forward a bit.
"She doesn't want to talk to you." I open the door whenever she tries to shut it in my face.
Cleo's quick glance catches my eye and I walk in casually, leaving Piper pissed off.
"I don't want to talk to you." Cleo folds her arms across her chest and stands there with an attitude and a dark red ear.
"I'm sorry for hurting you and I'm sorry in general. Can you talk to me now?" I step closer and Cleo looks at the carpet.
"Last time you 'talked' to me, you screamed and cursed at me." I know if I stand close enough to her she'll have to talk to me. I know she will.
The closer I come the further she moves away and I'm waiting for her to bump into the wall.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done any of that stuff." Perfect. Cleo's back is against the wall with nowhere to run since I'm standing a few feet away from her.
"Piper, can you give us a minute, please?" I ask politely and she squints and nods. Cleo stands with her hands in front of her, staring at me.
"Don't." I stop walking closer whenever she puts her arms to her side and raises one of them to her face quickly. "Do not come near me. You're just going to say sorry and I'm going to be dumb enough to forgive you. I thought you were going to hit me from how mad you got. You left me! I waited for you to come just to see if you cared, but you didn't! How come I care about you more than you care about me? I'd follow you if you got mad! You didn't." By now she's gulping and sniffling trying not to look at me.
I'm looking at her while she's watching my shoes move closer to stand in front of her.
"I would never put my hands on you or a female in general. I care about you and I didn't know if you wanted me to go after you or not. Stop saying I care about you less because I care about you more than anything in the world. I don't want you to cry, but if you do then I'm here to hold you." I step closer and open my arms to clasp them around her, but instead she moves her hands cover her wet face, muffling the very low and silent tears.
I'm standing in front of her and she finally walks a few inches in order for me to hug and hold her while she finishes getting out her built up emotions.
"Talk to me." I whisper next to her ear. "I'm listening, I promise."
"Y-you s-scared m-me a-and I-I th-thought," Cleo starts crying even harder and choking on every word, making it harder to understand her.
"Breathe," I stop hugging her and move away a little and look down at her wet face and red eyes. "breathe, calm down a little." I'm trying to help her, but it isn't working.
I take her hand and walk over to the bed to take a seat on the edge and I hold the back of her thighs to keep her from moving. The first thing she does is slap me, so I hit her butt, making her flinch. This happens three more times until I just body slam her on the bed.
"Get off of me!" I have her arms pinned to the bed while I sit on her legs since she has probably bruised my cheek due to her smacking rage on my face.
"Stop hitting me! I'm just trying to talk to you! A conversation without you hitting me. A basic conversation is what we need. So, stop with the slapping." I talk in a calm voice even though I'm panting because I want to yell.
"Get off of me!" Cleo squirms away from me once I get up. I thought she was going to leave the room, but she just scooted into the back corner of the bed.
The look in her eyes and the look on her face make me want to leave the room. We broke eye contact only because she kept fiddling with the sheets to distract herself from me.
"Love you." I decided that I should leave once I didn't get a response from her.
The second I close the door I stand outside of it and wait for her to come out. Hearing sniffling and small choked on sobs makes me feel guilty.
Usually, I wouldn't care if she's crying over something like this, but I know it's hurting her more than it's hurting me. I don't know why she's feeling this way, but it seems like it's my fault.
"Baby?" I slowly open the door and close it behind me. Piper went back upstairs to go to sleep. Something I wish I could be doing right now.
"Did I hurt you whenever I put you on the bed?" The small lamp is clicked on and I see Cleo laying down in the bed with the sheets covering her face.
"No." I hear her sniffling again, so I pull the sheets to see.
"Then why are you crying? I apologized to you." Cleo moves over whenever I sit in the bed while she's laying down.
"We're going to break up," I don't know what to say other than look at her. "But I don't want to."
"I'm not breaking up with you, Cleo. I don't want to break up either." She rolls onto her back, wiping her eyes with the sheets, then sits up whenever I get out of the bed.
"Where are you going?" Cleo's voice sounds worried and urgent. I can tell she's just been crying by the rasp in her voice.
"Just to get a water bottle. I'm coming back."
I see her nod with a sigh and lay back down.
"It's just me." I took a while because I wanted to go upstairs and take a shower since I'll be sleeping downstairs. I tripped over a shoe and nearly fell.
"Get your stuff off the floor. I could've broken my neck if I fell." Technically, I'm not scolding her. As soon as I was about to get in bed, she gets out.
"You can do that tomorrow. I didn't mean right now." I get out of bed, so that I can help help back in it. It's up super high and she's short.
In the middle of the night, I keep dreaming about a little crying noise that sounds like my sister whenever she was drowning at the beach. I pop up with tears welling in my eyes and wipe them before they fall. I lay back down and hear whines coming from beside me.
"Cleo, come here." Whenever she doesn't move I know she's still asleep, so I pick her up underneath her arms and drag her onto me. It takes me about two minutes to calm her back down from whatever dream she was having.
Even though she's a pain in my ass sometimes, I don't want to see her crying or see her sad in general. Now that her face is in the crook of my neck she's stopped crying and she's laying still.
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