Seducing Styles

Falling Quick

Chapter 12

Niall's pov:

***ring ring ring***

Now it was about 4 in the morning and I woke to my phone ringing.

"Hello?" I groggily answered.

"Niall?" It was Cassidy. Why was se calling me do early in the morning?

"Hey! What's up?" Hearing her voice immediately awakened me. Almost as much as a nice hot cup of tea.

"Can I come over? We need to talk" She sounded worried. Obviously something was on her mind but, was it good or bad? And did it involve me?

"Yeah. Sure. This can't wit until later? I over heard Lou talking with Cris about you guys coming over around noon." I really wanted to see her but I didn't want the guys to get the wrong idea about what went down tonight. Well, except Harry, he could get the wrong idea.

"Okay, it can wait, I guess. I just need to talk to you in private."

"Alright. See ya in a couple of hours." She didn't say goodby or anything she just... hung up.

(Cass' pov)

I couldn't get Niall out of my head. I wants to discuss us and what exactly we were. Geesh! Brig a girl is so hard sometimes... or should I say ALL the time! So, I did the thing I ALWAYS do when I am upset, boggled, or frustrated. I wrote a song about my problems.

I was lost, and broken hearted

I was hurt, I didn't speak about it

To anyone who turns their back on me

(Their back on me)

I have gone, out of my way

It's too easy, just to say

That everyone has turned

Their back one me

(That's what I see)

But with him it feels so good 'm so fine

I feel like a queen

Please say he's mine?

It was so dark

but now it's clear...

It used to hurt

That disappeared

'Cause I feel found

I feel like I've been blessed

Feet of the ground

Escaped from that mess

And see I'm trying hard

Not to get so ahead

But I am falling

And I'm falling quick

Writer's block. I need help.

To: Harry

Can you help me with this song?

From: Harry

No

To: Harry

What?! Why?

From: Harry

Niall

To: Harry

?????

From: Harry

Talk to your boyfriend. He should explain.

What was this about. Why can't Harry help me or talk to me? I guess talking to him this afternoon wouldn't just be as lovey dovey as I thought it would be. . .

After that freak out session in my brain, I decided that 4:57 am was a good time to jump into my pajamas and hop into bed. After all, I needed a good beauty rest because I am not the prettiest in the morning. I'm like a monster. Without make-up. Or coffee. Or any type of respect. Yeah. I should o to sleep. . .

(Zayn's pov)

I walked into our living room and saw Harry there with the most angry face plastered on.

"Yo, Haz. What's wrong?" I asked. He didn't even move or show any signs that he heard me. "Bro. Listen, what ever it is. It's not worth your troubles."?

"I know he isn't." Was all he said. Then he got up and walked into his room like nothing had happened. I wonder what dude Harry has pissed off now or vice versa. It better not be one of the guys because we have a tour soon and we need to be cohesive. Fight on your own time. DON'T RUIN MY CAREER. That's my motto.

-A/N

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