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"Yeah," I told Niall over the phone, "It's with my mother."
"And it's her choice?" asked Niall skeptically.
"Yes," I laughed, "It's fancy so wear a nice shirt."
"No problem," he sighed, "Do you think my Hot pink Hoodie will match with my Uggs?"
"Hardy har har," I said pretending to laugh, "Just come please? I need some moral support on this."
"Don't worry," he said, "With you I don't have other options. Anyway I want to meet the famous Amelia Granados."
"No you don't," I sighed.
“Is your dad coming too?” Niall said slightly more grim.
“No,” I said simply, “It’s just mum this time. I should get her a dictionary, I don’t think she knows what disowning means.”
“Well,” sighed Niall, “Less people to deal with right?”
“I guess so,” I sighed.
“You sound tired,” he informed.
“I’m not,” I laughed lightly, “I’m just... exhausted. Alicia’s manager is her mother, so that blew up rather quickly, the meeting lasted far too long, and I just want to sleep.”
“Do you want to go out to get a bite?” he offered.
“Nah,” I sighed, “I’m not all that hungry.”
“Why not?” he asked. I heard him shuffle in his bed for some odd reason.
“I don’t know,” I chuckled, “I’m just not hungry right now.”
“When was the last time you ate?” he pressed on.
“I don’t know,” I said slightly picking up on his inferences, “ Probably two hours ago.” I lied.
“Oh,” he said.
“Yeah.”
I don’t know why I lied. I guess I just knew what he was expecting to hear. I don’t want him to think I’m some case that’s on borderline relapse.
"Well I'm gonna nap," I informed him, "So I'll see you later."
“Yeah,” replied Niall, “Night. I love you.”
“Love you too,” I smiled.
*****
I swear I’m going to hyperventilate.
“We should go,” I said to Niall, “ No one’s here yet, we’re early, they’ll never know we left.”
“You want to?” He asked with a shrug.
“Wait are you serious?!” I asked him with happy surprise. I didn’t think he would let me leave this place.
I kind of feel bad leaving though. I wore a dress for fucks sake! Niall cleaned up and shit and-
Jesus fuck, I can’t leave Allison’s here alone with these mutts.
“Hey!” I said to Allison while she sat down.
I clutched my purse for dear life.
There goes the next three hours of my life.
“Niall’s here....” She speculated, “No offence, but why?”
“I asked him to come.” I said simply.
“Ava, this isn’t a companion needed sort of thing....” said Allison in a whisper so that Niall wouldn’t hear, even though he probably did.
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Finding Me (Sequel to Ava,The World, and Niall Horan)
FanfictionYour past doesn't define you, but your choices do. After leaving for nearly six months, Ava has come back London, and picked up her life right were it had left off. At least she thought she did. Your supposed to let go of baggage in six months right...
