Chapter 22- 7 months

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~7 months later~

{Niall POV}

I had just finished Skyping Sam and Darla. It's been 7 months since I've seen them in person.

You could tell Sam and Darla have gotten closer.

I close my laptop and hear Zayn enter the room.

"Where do you think Darla or Sam would be?" Zayn asked me for the millionth time.

"I have no idea." I lied for the millionth time.

"I just wish I could've explained." He moaned.

He's been like this for 7 months. This is the second month of grief. He seriously won't doing anything. He won't record a song. Nothing.

I can't just say the location. That would be braking a secret. I could always have the boys come with me to visit Sam.

Yeah, I'll say it's a surprise visit.

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{Darla POV}

Niall had just hung up on us after an hour of Skype.

"It would be nice if he visited." Sam said.

"He should! Invite him! I don't mind." I say.

Sam stays strong. 7 months away from her boyfriend, because of me. I can't take that.

"Really?" She asks.

"Yep." I say.

"Thanks. I'll call him later." She says walking to the kitchen.

I roll my eyes. Damn that girl never stops eating.

I grab my old phone. I got a new phone and number, but still kept my old one.

I turn it on. I haven't turned this on in 3 months. It's got over 109 missed calls. Most from Zayn and a few from mom. 357 texts. All from Zayn.

There was a recent voicemail.

I clicked listen.

"Uh...hey Darla. You probably changed your number so I can't find you, but if I'm lucky you haven't. I really want to explain. Bye........" Then it's silent. I guess he forgot to press end.

"I miss her." Zayn whines.

"I know. I wish I knew where she was. I would tell you." Niall's familiar Irish accent said.

That's when the call ended.

A tear sled down my cheek.

No!

I wipe it and put on a smile. I like my new life. I teach young children to dance. I live with my best friend.

I love my life, at least I think I do.

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