Wrong Number [N.H.]

Chapter 7

Mariah's P.O.V.

Who was this boy?

His sweet texts almost literally killed me. I wanted to know who he was. Why wouldn't he tell me? Was it such a secret?

Maybe he was a wanted criminal, or something.

There was that murder down the street the other day.

No, he couldn't possibly be a killer. He was too sweet.

I'm not sure why it hurt so much, him not telling me who he was, but it did. He seemed like somebody who really cared about me.

I would know soon, though, right?

I could only hope.

Maybe I would never know who the guy behind the screen was. Maybe that was the point.

Niall's P.O.V.

I had just finished yet another interview with Harry and Liam.

On the ride back to our flat, Harry and Liam talked about the interview and some songs.

I, on the other hand, didn't care about the interview. All I cared about was Mariah.

So, I texted her.

Me: hheyy:)

GottaloveM: wassup

Me: ah nothing

Me: just got done with some chores, driving back to my flat

GottaloveM: cool

GottaloveM: Why won't you tell me who you really are?

Because you would tell everybody. I already had to keep my number a secret to public. Last time it was leaked, I had a lot of... Nudes sent to me.

Me: because you're not ready

GottaloveM: Yes! I am, and I don't know why you're not telling me. It really hurts.

Me: How does it hurt?

GottaloveM: Because

GottaloveM: I don't know but it hurts a lot..

Well, now I felt bad.

Me: I'm sorry, Mariah.

Suddenly there was a loud voice by my ear, causing me to jump and nearly throw my phone.

"Who are you texting?"

I turned my head, seeing it was Louis who had yelled in my ear. He chuckled, seeing my stunned face.

"Just somebody." I quickly replied, turning off my phone and setting it down.

"A girl, hmm?" Liam smirked, appearing behind Louis.

"You need to sit down-" I took a glance down at their seatbelts, which were unbuckled, so they could lean forward to talk to me.

"Click it or get a ticket." I warned, pointing to their seatbelts.

Harry turned his head from in the Drivers' side, looking back at them. "I would rather you click it."

Louis and Liam obediently sat back, buckling their seatbelts with a few whines.

"Really, though Niall, who are you texting?" Liam asked.

"Its a girl."

"Whats her name? How did you meet her?"

"Her name is Mariah,"

Liam nodded.

"And it was a wrong number."

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Once again, a pretty short chapter...