Niall wasn't beside me. I was cold and alone. Before drawing conclusions, I thought to myself, what if he's in the shower?
I called out his name once..twice..three times, but I got no response. I was messed up. Does he really regret everything that happend he couldn't face me?
Tears escaped my eyes, as I got dressed into my PJ's that laid on the floor.
A night that I wanted to remember has now become a night I wish I could forget. I gave him my everything, and this is what he does to me.
I leave his room, slamming the door behind me, as I ran down the aisle, knocking continuously on the door, until Natalie opened it.
I entered, my face streaming with tears, as Natalie worriedly asked me what happend? I silently grabbed my towel and rushed into the bathroom. I wanted to erase, every damn scent and trace of him.
The water sent a burning sensation, as it touched my skin, all of those love bites were now scarred memories.
I cried, as every bit and minute of last night played in my mind.
I sank down to my knees, my body pressed against the wall.
Why would he do this to me? Was all that he told me a lie? Was all of what happend just because he was drunk? Does he really regret it so much? What is gonna happen now?
After a while, I got myself to stand, quickly taking a bath, I wrapped the towel around me and stepped out.
"Alexis, what happend?" Natalie asked, in a soft and worried tone.
I just stayed silent, she seen the marks on my colar bone, and guessed.
"Come here, It's okay.. maybe..he didn't know what to do..he had taken everything from his bestfriend?" She said.
"Idontknow." I said, into her shoulder.
She did everything she could to calm me down as fast as possible, since we had to catch a plane.
"What about these?" I asked her to small bites on my collar bone.
"This is when foundation comes in handy!" She said, taking some liquid foundation and dabbing them on the scarred skin.
"Perfect." She said.
I took a look in the mirror, worse than a freaking zombie did I appear like, but whatever. The skin looked like nothing ever was there.
It was hidden to the naked eye, but memories that are so difficult to forget in my head.
We rolled our luggage to the elevator, then into the lobby and soon into the bus.
Niall was no where to be seen. In the flight, I requested Natalie to not change seats. She knowing everything agreed.
Niall sat next to Jason, not uttering a word, just this lost expression on his face.
He barely made eye contact with anything. Was he really regretting everything?
After whatever hours we finally landed. We quickly and exhaustively got off the plane. A trip that others would pen down into happy memories, would now haunt me like nightmares.
