Midnight

Chapter 3

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*Diana's POV*

Saying I fell right asleep would be a complete lie. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't fall asleep to begin with, even if I tried. I wish I could. I wish everything would go away and I could just start over again. Back to a clean slate, just being born. Innocent and clean. No scars. No blood. No harm, physically or mentally.

I wish I could go back to when my brain was louder than my heart and back to when I actually cared and thought about my future.

I wish I could go back to when I met Harry and just walk the other way.

But life doesn't work that way.

I guess I finally did manage to fall asleep sometime during the night, since at 9:42 I was awaken by Niall.

"I made you breakfast." He said sweetly.

I was half asleep and probably looked like complete shit, a mixture of crying for over 4 hours and just waking up. I tried my best to manage a little smile, but it just didn't work.

"Thanks" I managed to half speak.

"If you want to talk I'm here..." He said softly, not pushing it.

I snuggled my pillow, "Why'd I ruin my life?"

Niall sighed and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I don't know what happened Diana, but you didn't ruin your life." He turned his head back to look at me and I just starred at him, still cuddling my pillow.

After a long period of awkward eye contact, Niall got up.

"Well like I said, I cooked breakfast. It's ready whenever you are." He said, walking out.

I got up within a few minutes after he left. I walked right downstairs, not caring to look in the mirror. Honestly, who the hell cares what I look like now? I was depressed, but who wouldn't be?

Niall had two plates set at the table. Both having pancakes & bacon lying on the plate.

"Coffee?" He asked, standing by the fridge and coffee maker.

"Eh no thanks." I said, taking a seat.

"Orange juice? Apple juice? Milk?" He asked, opening the fridge door.

"Apple juice.... Please." I spoke. Starring down at the pancakes.

Niall got two cups and poured apple juice into each one. He set mine down.

"Thanks." I said.

He walked to the pantry and got out syrup before coming and taking his seat.

I laughed at how much syrup he used, even putting some on the already "maple flavored" bacon. The rest of the breakfast was ate in complete silence.

I starred down at my last piece of bacon on my plate.

"I'm not a coffee person either." Niall spoke up.

I looked up at him.

"I just have it here for when the typical white girls in the band come over." He added.

I giggled a slight giggle, but then stopping when I remembered Harry's coffee liking.

"They prefer Starbucks though." He said, I picked up my last piece of bacon and ate it.

"More?" He asked, getting up.

"Um no. Thank you." I said.

Niall got up and got himself another pancake and brought back a box of muffins to the table.

"Their the chocolate ones you like." He said, opening the box for me.

I smiled and took one out of the box.

"I remembered when I woke up this morning all the times you woke me up in the early mornings when the sun was barely out." He said, laughing.

I laughed too and rolled my eyes.

"You would make me carry the boxes cause they were all pink and girly." I laughed saying it.

"And we would eat most of them just on the drive home." We both laughed.

This was what real laughing was.

"Niall?" A voice called from the living room, like they just entered the door.

I knew the voice instantly and the tears rolled down my face instantly.

I shook my head "no" at Niall and ran out the back door.

*Nialls POV*

I looked at her, knowing she knew who was here. She shook her head no and ran out the back door. Great. I threw her plate in the sink right before Harry walked into the kitchen.

"Hey Mate!" I said, eating a bacon strip.

"She ran out last night Niall." Harry said, taking a seat at the kitchen table.

"Who?" I asked, acting clueless.

"Diana."

"What happened?"

"I... I don't know Niall. I'm scared." Harry said, holding his head between his hands and resting his elbows on the table.

"I'm sure she's fine..."

"Why would she run away? Why would she leave me?" Harry said, practically in tears.

"You don't remember anything?"

"I woke up and she was gone. Gone. What do I do Niall? I love her!"

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