Niall's P.O.V
"Sir, wake up we're here" I woke up shocked. "What!? What!? What!?" I gasped for air. "We're here..." he cleared his throat. "Oh, okay thank you." you gave me a sad smile. I opened the door and gathered my things and headed out. I pulled out the little piece of paper Simon had gave me. It was already dark outside and cold. I snuggled my coat closer to myself to keep warm. I walk for about 20 minutes trying to find the house. I soon get there. It's a little house, It looked a little glum.. but I think its just the way im feeling. I sigh and open the door, It's not even locked. I enter the little house and look around. Everything is already set up, The kitchen is set and the TV and the little coffee table and the sofa with a love seat in in there too. I drop my bags and plop myself on the sofa and cry like a baby. Why did they do this? What did I do to deserve this? They threw me away like a piece of shit! I cry even louder and harder. I try to stop the tears but they keep falling Niagra Falls. I finally stop crying and stand up. I take my bags and go upstairs, exploring the house. I find my room with a little bed, TV, and a side table with a clock and lamp. My clothes are already in the closet hanged up. I set my bags off to the side and sit on my bed and sigh. I rub my face and go into the bathroom to wash my face off. I turn on the cold water and let it clean my face like It'll clean my thoughts away. I grab a towel and dry my face off. I run downstairs and turn on the TV. My stomach is growling, I haven't ate in more than 6 hours but i refuse to eat anything at all. I stare at my TV blankly. Not consentrating on any of the stuff that was playing. I just sit there thinking. What are the boys gonna do when they realize im gone? Will they miss me? Will they come look for me? A tear slips down my face, I quickly wipe it away and go upstairs to go to bed. Maybe that will help me keep my thought off my mind for a bit.
Chapter 3 ? :)
