Music Saves Lives

Chapter Twenty-Seven

A/N: I was supposed to update yesterday... I kind of forgot... sorry.

It’s been two weeks since Paris and telling Niall I loved him and I’ve decided I couldn’t stand anyone not knowing about us. The first thing I did was tell Wyatt that it was over. I couldn’t do that fake bullshit anymore, when I had an amazing boyfriend being hidden from the world. Well, at least my world. I then decided to tell Eve and management. Eve wasn’t very enthusiastic but she still was happy for me.

Management was surprisingly okay with it. They had said, it would be good for me and they said many fans weren’t taking to Wyatt very well. That made me laugh, but I could guarantee the fans wouldn’t be happy about me being back with Niall. A majority of them weren’t even One Direction fans anyway. Niall and I were from two very different genres. One Direction is all about the cute girl loving, sweet teeny songs and Lovebird’s Cage was teen struggle or rebellion and lost love or love in general. But we do have a lot of the same fans as well, which is what gives me hope that everyone won’t be against us.

I then, decided to take my couple days I had off to fly home and tell my parents. I knew my father would be mad but I wasn’t sure how mad. My dad picked me up from the airport and it felt like I hugged him for hours before we finally got to the car to go home. I really missed him and telling him is going to break his heart.

We got home and I just needed to get it over with, so after I hugged my stepmom, I brought both of them to the living room to sit. I sat across from them.

“What’s going on, sweetheart?” my stepmom asked.

I took one of each of their hands in mine. “I have to tell you guys something and I don’t think you’ll be particularly happy about it.”

“Out with it then.” My dad’s eyes narrowed on me.

“I’m uh.” I took a deep breath. “I’m dating Niall again.”

My dad pulled away from my hand and stood up. I was expecting him to yell, but he just walked away. I heard him walk down the hall and shut his bedroom door.

I sat there, as tears started to blur my vision and I starred at the ugly tan carpet.

“He just needs to think, sweetheart.” My stepmom still held my hand tight.

“I don’t want him upset. Mom, I just couldn’t help it. Niall and I work so well together. I can’t help but think he’s everything I need.” I was almost screaming.

“(y/n), calm down. Please.” She pleaded, kneeling down in front of me holding both of my hands. “Your father will just take some time to himself and then he will come out and talk.”

“But he’ll try to tell me that Niall is a bad person , that he won’t treat me right and there won’t be anything I can say to make him think otherwise.” I sobbed, hanging my head low.

“Tell me, (y/n). How do you feel about Niall? Does he make you feel good about yourself?” she ducked her head to get my attention.

I looked up at her. “Niall makes me feel beautiful and wanted. He makes me feel amazing. He would put me first before anyone and anything. When I kiss him it’s like no one else exists. The way he makes me feel is an inspiration. I write songs about him, it’s like I can’t stop.” I stood up and started pacing. “I can’t stop making everything remind me of him. It’s like everything I do or think or say, can somehow make me think of him. We’ve been back together since filming the video in New York.”

“That was four months ago, (y/n).” she interrupted.

“I know and I haven’t regretted being with him once. I’ve only regretted keeping it a secret for so long. I even went out with that Wyatt guy because management wanted me to and that hurt so bad knowing I had Niall hidden from everyone. Mom, I can’t sneak around anymore.” I sat back down and continued to cry.