Wrong Number [N.H.]

Chapter 13

The days went on, and Mariah still didn't know if I was Niall or not. A couple times she kept reminding me that I could tell her, but I just couldn't bring myself to it.

I had started thinking if I should just stop texting her. She made me so happy and I really liked her, but she was ruining me.

I wasn't getting much sleep, my solos were messing up, I kept drifting off during concerts, and the boys said I just wasn't myself. That I wasn't lively, or happy anymore.

So, throughout the week, I decided I wouldn't text her anymore.

And I didn't text her.

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Every day, every hour, my phone rang, and shook, and blinked. I received many texts from Mariah, and yes, I did read them, but not once had I replied back.

Today I felt as if she started giving up. Her texts became more and more pitiful, and she didn't text as much.

Mari: why aren't you texting me?? did I do something? Call me

Mari: please text me at least once

Mari: sorry if i did something..

Mari: if you dont want me to text you anymore just tell me, do something

Mari: bye

The last text was the one that panged me to read, because now I knew that it was done, and I wasn't going to text her, and she wasn't going to text me. No more happy conversations. No more laughs, and smiles. She was gone now.

I let out a small sigh, and set my phone down..

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Crappy chapter ughh... But I just wanted to get it done with because I haven't updated in a while.. Hope you liked it!!

Also can we take a minute to remember the 1D day when Harry was making pottery and Niall walked up behind him and helped him like in those movies.. And Harry just acted like he was moaning and wtf im done now

bye omg

Love forever and always,

~Addilyn xx