direct message ♡ njh

ch. 30

         
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           "hello?"

"aurora...?" i asked, biting my lip. i used my best american accent to disguise myself.

"uhm who is this?" she asked, and i swear to god i almost fell down.

"i'm–it's nia-nick..."

"my nicky?" she asked, i lost my breath. she voice was so sweet, and her voice flowed. she sounded like an angel. "or my bitch," she added, giggling.

i laughed, she spoke just like her texts. "ni-nicky."

i don't understand how she wasn't nervous, it's like we've been talking for fifteen years. it's like she was so used to talking to me on the phone, when this our first.

"oh but on my contacts it says, my bitch."

"seriously? what the fuck aurora." i laughed, shaking my head. there was a long silence after that, i started to get worried i said something wrong.

"i can't believe this..." she finally spoke. "i'm talking to nickelback."

i started to laugh, my first real genuine laugh since being on this break. i laughed for three minutes straight, tears forming in my eyes.

"nicky it wasn't even that funny," she said giggling. i melted at her nickname for me.

"niall! it's time to go!" harry shouted, my heart fell out of my ass.

i quickly hung up the phone, not wanting to explain if she heard it or not.

"harry!" i shouted, scolding him.

"what?" he asked, confused.

"i was on the phone with aurora," i say.

"niall..." harry shook his head. "you were doing a fake accent weren't you?"

i bit my lip and looked at my lap.

"niall you can't keep doing this... you've been lying to her for three years. have you even told her you've been in a relationship with bella for two years out of the three years you've been talking to aurora?"

"i mean—i told her, in the beginning of the relationship."

"does she know it's still going on?" i shook my head. "but you're going to continue lying to her, huh? lying about who you are and hiding your relationship from her. i'm so disappointed in you."

"the relationship is fake–"

"–fake or not niall! you have to fucking tell her. if you don't, i personally will."

"what does that mean?" i say, finally getting up to face him.

"we'll be in los angeles in two months, i'm sure she'll be at the concert."

"i-i'm–"

"the longer you wait, the bigger the problem is going to be. also tell bella about this shit, try to break the contract with her if you fucking love aurora."

i was speechless.

"do you love aurora, niall?"

"w-what?"

"did i fucking stutter? do. you. love. aurora?"

"y-yes—yes, i-i do."

harry raised his eyebrows, staring coldly into my eyes.

"i love aurora."