mixed || n.h

49

several weeks had gone by and everyone was miserable. zayn and julius were miserable because niall wouldn't stop crying (yes, crying), and bri, chloe, and alexa were miserable because november was depressed and didn't even want to go to her classes.

niall was an emotional guy, so he wasn't surprised that whenever he asked bri how november was doing, he would just break down and cry. now, everyone would assume that guys didn't cry over these things, but whoever says that is stupid and has obviously never met niall.

since niall moved out, things at the apartment weren't the same. chloe would spend the nights sometimes, but she didn't know what to do or say, so she asked bri if she could stay  instead. bri of course said yes, so that's how she ended up temporarily moving in with november.

being almost five months pregnant wasn't easy, but now bri had to add taking care of november onto the list. it's not like november couldn't take care of herself, but knowing her past, everyone just wanted to be cautious.

"you can't stay in your room forever, curly q," bri handed november her paintbrush so she could continue working on her project.

"i don't stay in my room all of the time. i go to my classes and come back."

"this isn't healthy. you and niall need to work things out! you're perfect for each other."

"were. we were perfect for each other," november corrected.

bri rolled her eyes and snatched the paintbrush out of november's hand. she moved the canvas to the side and turned to november, who looked like she was going to break down at any given moment.

"you need to cut this shit out. everyone agrees that you and niall need to get back together. you're miserable, he's miserable, i'm miserable! you're dragging everyone into this mess and you need to fix it."

"how can i fix this, bri? there's no future for us. he wants to live in ireland, i want to live here."

bri crossed her arms over her chest, "you want to stay here? you always complain how much you hate it here and how you want to move!"

"i know, but i'm not moving to ireland! that's all the way across the world," november frowned.

"then move to new york or something! figure something out. don't just break it off when you haven't even talked about it with him."

as much as she hated to admit it, november knew that bri was right. they had two more years of college and that was plenty of time to discuss a possible future together.

"i can't face him. i've crushed him."

"do you know how badly he just wants to talk to you? just text him or something, even though that's middle school shit. just send him a quick text and explain yourself to him. i'm sure he would appreciate it."

"i can't just text him, bri."

bri groaned but didn't say anything else. she knew november wasn't going to change her mind, so she just let her continue painting. bri, on the other hand, started a group chat.

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coldplay and the fray were niall's best friends at the moment. their songs were so relatable, and made niall feel like he wasn't alone.

alone.

the worst type of crying was when you knew you had to be quiet, in fear of someone hearing you. knowing you couldn't make a sound, you had to either cry into your pillow or cry into your hands, but in this case, niall was just numb. he had run out of tears.