Heal My Heart... Please

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

The tour continued for a couple more weeks. We traveled to many different places but finally ended in London. Everything was back to normal or so it seemed.

I left a sleeping Niall in my bed to go to the kitchen to find something to eat. Niall and I had grown extremely close. We did everything possible together including sleeping. Everyone else got used to it including my mother. We had sex often but we careful to keep the noise level down.

Anyway, once I got in the kitchen, I heard my mother calling me from the other room. I walked in to find her sitting at her desk surrounded in papers and drinking a cup of tea.

"Yes?" I asked her. She motioned for me to sit down on the sofa across from her.

"I could use a break from these taxes." she told me. "How was the tour and everything? How are you and Niall? We haven't talked for a while."

"It was really great. I have been getting better at the make-up business. And Niall and I are great. I really love him. He respects me and loves me back."

"That's what I wanted to talk about."

"Me and Niall?" I asked, confused.

"No. The make-up part. I was sitting here doing my taxes and finally realized that I am set money wise. I am looking to retire even though make-up is what I love. I was contemplating if I should retire or not." she paused. "That's when I got the call. It was the one direction tour manager asking for you. He told me you were a great asset to them and wanted you back but there weren't enough jobs. I told them I was thinking about retiring and wanted to know if you would take the job. Then I called you down and here we are. So what do you think?" she asked finally.

"I would definitely take the job but are you sure? It's your dream."

"It was my dream but I have lived it. Now it's your turn to live yours." I jumped up and hugged her tight. "I'll give you the tour managers number so you can call him back. Go ahead and tell Niall the good news." I dashed upstairs to wake him.

When I got there, he was already awake.

"Did you eat without me?" he asked frowning.

"I was gonna bring you breakfast in bed but I got caught up." I replied jumping onto the bed and snuggling up against his warm chest.

"Why are you so excited?" He really knew how to read my mood.

"I got offered a job as your full time make-up artist!" I told him everything my mom had said and couldn't help but excitedly kiss him. He laughed at my eagerness and kissed me back slipping his hands up my shirt to rub my bare back.

"This makes what I was going to ask much easier." he told me once we had broken apart.

"And what is that?" I raised my eyebrows at him.

"I don't know how we kept our relationship away from the media for so long but I wanted to know if you wanted to let it out. We have an interview later today and I wanted to know if you would let me tell the interviewer." He looked at me worriedly.

"Of course! It would make everything so much easier." I was relieved. I didn't want to ask him but it was what I wanted for a while. I didn't want to pressure him into anything so that fact that he had brought it up first overjoyed me.

"I just don't want you to let the fans and what they say get to you. I love you and that's all that matters. Also, now that you are working for our band, it will be the perfect love story for the media."