The Brunette

Chapter 28

Chapter 28(Niall's pov): I wake up to Bella's sleeping form in my arms. She looks so sweet and delicate. I want to run my hands through her hair. I want to kiss her little nose. I want to stroke her cheek while singing to her. I hold her closer to me, while I can. I feel her heart beating against my chest. I breath in the sent of roses. I enclose her in my arms, I don't want to let go of her.

I feel her stir in her sleep. She's waking up. I close my eyes and pretend to sleep. She stays still for a minute. She then shifts a little, trying to escape my arms. I instantly let her go, trying to seem asleep. She giggles a little and pokes my nose. "You're awake, aren't you?" She says. I open my eyes and laugh. "How did you know?" I ask. I thought I was doing great. She giggles again, laying down on her stomach facing me.

"You never let me go that easily." She says, her hands running through my hair. I smile at the touch. "Really?" I say, almost absentmindedly. I really wanted her to keep doing that. "Yeah, like you and Louis were kind of fighting over me a while ago. It was weird." She says, a frown forming on her soft pink lips. I try to actually think about it, which is kind of hard with her hands combing through my hair.

Me and Louis fighting over her? In our sleep? "What do you mean fighting over you?" She lays down of her back, removing her hands from my hair. I lay down next to her, a little disappointed that she didn't continue. "Well, see first, both you and Louis were holding me from both sides. Then Louis took me away from you and you got upset and you took me back and it kept going until..." She pauses, unsure of her next words. "Until Louis finally let go of me." She finishes. I know she's hiding something. I wonder wether I should ask her about it. I decide not to. If she wants to tell me, she will.

"Well," I say while sitting up. "Better go shower." I pick up some clothes Im going to wear today and stepped into the bathroom. The bathroom smells like roses. After I take a shower I change into my clothes and started to fix my hair. I want to look nice today.

Im putting on cologne when I realize that Bella already had a date. With Harry. Not me. Harry. All my hopes are dashed. She was going on a date with dinner, in her favorite dress, and she was going swimming in a bikini that looked spectacular on her. My heart drops faster than a stone in water. She doesn't like me at all. Im nothing to her.

I exit the bathroom where I find Bella with a phone pressed to her ear, listening to someone talk on the other end. She sits on the window sill, looking outside, her face emotionless.

(Bella's pov): Niall left to shower and I checked my phone for messages. 24 unread messages, my little sister, my old best friend Cristina and, of course, Zayn. He had called me two more times. As I checked my Instagram, I got a call. Zayn. I panicked. My ringtone for when Zayn called was DNA by Little Mix. One of our favorite songs. I let it play for a second. It was just about to end when I pressed answer call.

"Kayla?" I hear Zayn say, disbelief in every note. I can tell he's crying. Ive only seen him cry once. Ive known him since he was 15. "Kayla is that you?" He asks, desperate for an answer. I don't say anything. I can't even breath. I can't think. I can only hold the phone up to my ear and listen. "Kayla, I know its you." I hear a sniffle. I say nothing. "Please answer me, Kay. I love you." His words sting me.

I love you.

I want to say something. No words leave my lips. I want to tell him I love him back. "Kayla," He whispers, every hint of distress in his voice, "Please, answer me. You have no idea how much I need you." He says, stressing the word need.

"I messed up so bad, Im sorry, for everything. I swear, I will never get jealous again, ever." He sounded like he was telling the truth. I still couldn't breath a word. "Im in Central America, Im going to visit your family. If you're there, please don't leave. If you're not," I hang up, cutting him off.