IN WHICH he has her dress of hers that she rarely wore, and still has it hung up in his closet in his bedroom, the only article of clothing in the middle of his closet and he longed to give it back to her and ask her for forgiveness.
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IN WHICH she...
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February 3rd, 2024
Niall was sitting at home, bored while his girlfriend, Amelia, was droning on about what she wanted to do with Niall on his days off of tour. His plans for his days off were ones of lounging around and trying to rest instead of walking around all day. He sighed and sat up on his couch and looked at amelia.
"Amelia, please just shut the fuck up" he grumbled, his tone was fed up and annoyed as he spoke to the woman roughly "I'm not going out on my days off of tour, I'm gonna rest and sleep since I havent toured like this since 2018"
Amelia looked over at Niall, bewildered since Niall hadn't spoken to her like that or to anyone "then don't take me on tour" she shrugged "I want to go out with my boyfriend and show him off"
He scoffed "is that all I am to you? A guy that takes you out and pays for you then gives you more publicity" he shook his hand and got up from his spot on the couch to go grab a water, feeling her hot on his heels
"No of course not!" she defended "I love you so much, Niall, I just want to be able to go out and be a couple"
He looked into her eyes, seeing the lying glint in them. He shook his head as he took a long swig of water, almost drowning himself.
"You're lying, Amelia" he shook his head again as he stared at her "we're done, get your things and leave"
He watched as the woman sputtered, trying to get her words out to stop Niall from breaking up with her. In his head he was proud of himself, he'd never broken up with someone he was always broken up with. He watched her as she huffed then went to grab her things to leave, slamming the door behind her.
"Thank fuckin' god" he muttered and pushed his feet to walk him out of the kitchen to go to the living room to watch golf, not letting the break up faze him since he and her had only dated 6 months prior and weren't sexually active.
He hadn't been sexually active since Ashlyn, god did he miss her. He wanted nothing more than to hug the blonde woman and say sorry for his drunken actions but he didn't have the guts or a way to contact her besides through mutual friends.
He sighed as he flicked through different sports channels that had a gold tournament on, he was suddenly bored off his ass. he tossed the television remote onto his large white couch before grabbing his phone, scrolling through various social media apps.
As he scrolled on TikTok boredly, occasionally recording himself with filters then placing them into his TikTok drafts he got a call from Lewis Capaldi, unexpectedly. he shrugged before answering to the Scottish man.
"Niall" Lewis' voice sang into the phone happily
"Lewis, hey" Niall said with a hopefully happy voice
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words from the author shorter chapter than the first chapter but its a major part of the story and i felt like it shouldnt be mashed with the first chapter. also the collages for ashlyn and niall are not going as the photo headers because photo headers arent working for some reason so :/. :).
