Forgotten || n.h

Chapter Twelve

"Hey! Oh my gosh! I'm so glad you made it." Sam giggles as she hugs me.

"Of course." I smile, her lips part for a moment staring at me shocked.

"What's wrong?" I ask curious.

"Come here!" She drags me to the girls bathroom.

"Please explain..." She pauses, as she brings me to a mirror.

"That." She finishes pointing at a red mark on my neck below the jaw line. My eyes widened as I cover it.

"Shit." I whispered, as I try to rub it off even if I knew it won't do good. I look over at Sam who had a grin on her face.

"Spill the deets sister!" She squeals and I laugh at her, and before I could speak, I hear Mason knock on the door telling Sam that they're on.

"Damn." She groans, a grin spreading along my lips.

"Don't even think we're finished. Tell me later. Here." She hands me a concealer to cover up the mark as I smile. She runs out the door as I continue to cover up the mark.

Before I knew it I was singing along with the crowd as Sam's band performs. They were seriously amazing. A few chats until i feel my phone buzz, alerting me about our flight in two hours. I say my goodbyes knowing I won't be seeing them in a few weeks. Sam made me promise to tell her through the phone and I laugh at her.

I reach Niall's flat with all my stuff, seeing him sitting on the edge of the bed, his face in the palms of his hands, I walk towards him as i sit beside him.

"You okay?" I ask him, he seems surprised as he nod quickly, I stare at him for a moment but he avoids my gaze.

"Let's go." He says walking towards the door carrying our stuff down to the waiting cab.

I block my thoughts away as i catch up downstairs, Niall's been distant lately and it's killing me, the ride to the airport was so silent that my nails start to dig into my palms, i would look at him from time to time during the ride, he was silent, his eyes dark. There was a space between us, it was so big it was drowning me. I start to not think about to much and let it bother me. Maybe its nothing, guys get mood swings right?

Without knowing i fall into a deep sleep until i was woken up, Niall shakes my shoulder to fully wake me up, as he starts to help the driver pull out our stuff from the trunk. Niall pays the driver as he thanks him, we walk quietly towards the entrance. He was still so silent.

Maybe its nothing.

Calm down Skylar.

But it's bothering me.

Niall is just the type of person that well you know, it's not good when he's silent.

Or maybe I'm just overreacting a bit. Maybe.

Going through the process of checking in, waiting in line, signing up stuff, waiting in line again and making sure everything is okay, passports, tickets and other forms and finally we were boarding the plane, Niall let me take the window seat so I could look out the window, he starts to carry our bags pushing it into the compartment above us as he sits beside me. He brings out his phone and sighs.

"Okay stop that." I say, he stares at me for a moment confused.

"Stop what?" He asks.

"This!" I groan.

"You're being distant and quiet and just- it's bothering me. When you're like this it usually isn't good news. So what is going on with you? And don't go saying shit-" I stop as he places his lips on top of mine.

Gentlemen that is how to shut a girl up.

But I'm not letting him distract me, I place my palms against his chest, pushing him away. I shook my head at him disappointed. I roll my eyes at him stubbornly, plugging my earphones in. He stares at me the whole moment of me trying to be mad at him, and I'm sort of succeeding. He pulls off my right earphone and kisses my cheek.

"Okay. Okay. You win. I'm scared." He sighs, i stare at him, searching his eyes if this is just some sort of excuse.

"Scared of what?" I ask him.

"Going back." He whispers, this was different, it was a new sight. It's the first time he admitted being afraid of something.

"I didn't want to tell you because I don't want to seem weak infront of you. I need to be the strong one, the one protecting you from all the shit life has for us." He fiddles with his fingers, I stare at him and I could see a different person. Still Niall but different. Like the mask of his dark past just fell of. And with that I kiss him. Hard. Then pull away our foreheads touching, savoring the flavor of his lips and minty breath.

"Hey, I'm here. I am too and we're going to face it together. Okay?" I reassure him and he nods.

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I stare at the stars from my round window, listening carefully to every lyric of the song my ipod would play, I stare at Niall who was sleeping, his head laid on my shoulder listening to same song I was.

To be honest, I'm scared to. As much as he is. I hated every memory that remains in that place, but that is where my life is and where it will always be, I'd have to face it someday, and maybe that someday is today.

My eyes fell, as I listen to Niall's heartbeat in sync with his breath, drowning the music I was listening to.