mixed || n.h

50

after arriving at michael's apartment and drinking two cans of beer, niall was smitten. november was right next door yet he couldn't touch her, couldn't get near her, couldn't do anything with her.

it sucked, to keep it simple. yes, it had only been a few weeks, yes, it was for both of their sakes, but niall wanted nothing more than to just tell her how much he missed her, and how much he just wanted to be with her. maybe he was being dramatic, but november was the best thing that had ever happened to him, and he didn't want to let go that easily.

"just go over there and tell her how you feel," michael insisted, nudging him in the arm.

"i can't, and i won't," niall argued.

michael rolled his eyes and stood up, heading into the kitchen and opening yet another can of beer. he was on his second, not wanting to get too drunk.

he was still hung up on chloe, even if she was happy with zayn. he hadn't been in a relationship in what seemed like forever, and being with chloe for that short amount of time made him the happiest he had been in a while, but chloe was just using him to get her mind off of zayn.

just thinking about chloe and zayn made michael's blood boil, so he shook his head and sat back next to niall, who was staring at the wall in front of them blankly.

"i know how much she means to you. seriously, just walk over there and talk to her. even if you don't get back together, you can still be friends."

niall set his beer down on the coffee table in front of them, "she doesn't want to see me. even if i talked to her, she wouldn't want to get back together, and i can't be just friends with her. you can't do that."

"why not?"

"you can't be just friends with someone you're in love with. it's awkward and weird," niall shook his head.

"you should at least talk to her. here, i'll go over there and talk to her, and come back and tell you what happened, yeah? stay here and try not to make a mess."

niall nodded, and laid down on the couch, trying to sleep. he hadn't slept well since the break up, so he tried to sleep whenever he could. michael left the apartment and knocked on november's door, to which bri answered.

"is november here?"

bri eyed him up and down, "she is. are you her neighbor? the one next door who always dyes his hair," she motioned to his newly dyed black hair.

"that'd be me," he chuckled, "can i see her?"

"i dunno.. she isn't feeling too well. ever since the break up, ya know? i'm assuming you know what happened."

"yeah. i'll only be just a minute. i wanna talk to her," michael promised.

bri finally caved, letting the aussie boy in. michael had never really been inside, just when niall invited him over when november was at work. bri showed michael into the bedroom, where november was sitting on her bed watching television.

"hi."

"hey."

"how are you doing?"

november paused the movie, and gave michael a sad look. her bottom lip quivered as she reached out her arms towards michael who engulfed her in a tight hug as she began to cry into his sweater.

"i miss him so much. i completely fucked everything up."

"so why not talk to him? sitting here crying isn't doing you any good," michael rubbed her back slowly, trying to calm her down.