The Brunette

Homesick

Chapter 17(Bella's pov): After we finished eating we cleaned up the mess we left. It was getting pretty dark out. "You tired?" He asked, stretching his arm behind his head. "Not really, I don't sleep that much." I say. "Really? Whys that?" His accent is getting thicker and I know he's tired. "I have Insomnia, its like this condition thing where you can't sleep easily. I just sleep whenever, I don't care." I say indifferently.

I go through my suitcase looking for something. Niall turns away, not wanting to look in. Such a gentleman. "Im going to take a shower." I announce. He mumbles something in response, trying not to look into my open suitcase. I shut the lid, "Its closed." I say, smiling. He turns around and smiles. I leave to shower.

When I get out and start drying my hair, I see its not straight anymore. Its wavy and a little shorter than before. Not a lot of people have seen my natural hair. I take off my contacts and I squint, looking for my glasses. I realize I left them in my suitcase. I gather up my clothes and walk out of the bathroom.

I look hard at the floor for anything I might step on. Niall looks up from his phone and sees me squinting, "What's wrong?" He asked, concerned. "Looking for my glasses." I grope through my suitcase. "You wear glasses?" He said, sounding doubtful and amused. "Unfortunately." I find them, they're black so they could go with virtually anything, if I was ever going to go out while wearing them.

"You look cute." Niall says, sitting on the ground in front of me. "No I don't." I sigh. I go back into the bathroom to finish. I brush my teeth and put in my eye drops so they feel more comfortable after a long day of wearing contacts.

I look at myself in the mirror. I took off my makeup before I showered. I have bags under my eyes for lack of sleep. My eyelashes aren't nearly as long as they were before. My glasses made me look like a dork. There was a fading love bite on my shoulder that Zayn gave me the other day that was starting to fade. The makeup that covered it was gone.

My hair was wavy and unmanageable, I can't do anything to it when its like this. I put it up in a messy bun. I was wearing an old tank top and some pajama shorts. No body has seen me like this before other than Zayn. I walk out of the bathroom. Now its only Zayn and Niall.

(Niall's pov): Bella comes out of the bathroom and the first thing I notice is that her hair is up. I hate it. I love her hair flowing down to her waist. Not in a bun. She's wearing her glasses and she looks adorable.

She sits beside me, knees to her chest. I want to talk to her because she seems quiet and withdrawn but I need to shower. When I come back shes staring at the glowing screen of a tablet.

I sit in my original place and look at the screen. Its a group picture. I look for Bella, finding her on the near the right edge, standing next to a guy with black hair. I didn't know it was her at first because her hair is jet black.

The whole group is taking a serious picture, holding up pieces of paper, but Bella and the boy next to her are making faces at the camera. I smile, knowing thats something she would do. I look over at the Bella thats looking at the picture. She isn't smiling. Her face is blank and emotionless. I don't know what it is but I don't think she wants to talk about the picture or the boy making faces with her.

"Are you ok?" I ask softly. She blinks, then sighs. She doesn't say anything for a second. Then she hits the home button on the tablet, the wallpaper has something to do with music. "Im alright." She looks at me and smiles, her voice a little weak. "Do you need a hug?" I ask her. She nods, closing her eyes like she didn't want to cry.

I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight. I get that she was homesick. Maybe that was her graduation photo and that boy was her friend or...her boyfriend. That was it. He was her boyfriend. It had to do with him. She probably misses him. They're probably still dating and she misses seeing him.

I stop holding her. She looks up at me. I can tell shes still sad. I pick up her still glowing tablet and open Netflix, bringing up a Madea movie. Madea could make anyone laugh. "What are you doing?" She asks. I prop the tablet against her suitcase and lay down in front of it so that my chest is on the ground. She follows my lead and lays down beside me. We watch and laugh for more than an hour, old photos forgotten.

Im tired but I don't tell her. I soon realize she won't sleep. "Hey, Im going to sleep." I get up and look through my suitcase for another sweatshirt. I gave Bella one a while ago because she got cold.

I found one and put it on and started to drag my suitcase in to an empty bedroom. "Wait, where are you going?" She asked. "Im going to sleep." I try to resume my dragging but she gets up and stops me. "I said I was going to sleep here with you for a reason." She says plainly. "So that you wouldn't be alone."

She pulls on my arm slightly and makes me come back to the room with her. She turns off the tablet and hooks it up to a charger near where our phones are. I sit on the ground, watching her, unsure of what to do. She takes off her glasses and sets them on the kitchen counter. I notice she has dark under eyes. I don't think she had them before. She looks like she hasn't slept in weeks. Which might be true.

I decide that Im being paranoid about the boy. He probably is just one if her friends. She's just homesick.

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I know, the name of the chapter is stupid. Im just tired. Meh. I love you people.

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