Got a secret, Can you keep it? (Jiall)

Chapter 12

Niall's POV:

Paul, Liam and Zayn had found me on a street a few blocks away from where Louis and Harry found Justin.

I was grumpy I didn't find him, but relieved that he was found.

Liam and Paul were scolding me, telling me how worried they were and lalala, Zayn was sending me looks of understanding, so I guess he was on my side?

Eh, I just want to see Justin.

How dare he run away like that!? it scared me to near death.

Doesn't he like me anymore? Is it something I said, or did?

I don't know, but I think I'd be better off asking him in person, instead of in the car.

"There they are." Paul said, driving down the street.

I didn't know where he got the car from, probably someone who's on tour with us...

We pulled up in front of Louis and Harry.

Justin was leaning against the wall, looking sick... maybe disgusted. I don't know.

We got out of the car, probably demanding to know why Justin just ran off like that.

"J-"

"Paul, don't." Louis cut Paul off before he even said the word. We raised a brow. "Its been a long night, lets all just get back to the bus, yeah?" Louis sighed.

"No, not until Justin explains himself." Paul said firmly, staring at Justin's figure against the wall.

Justin's eyes were red... was he crying?

I could feel my heart break apart. Why would he be crying?

"Well?" Liam pushed, siding with Paul on this one. Justin cleared his throat.

"I-I, well, uh..." Justin's voice cracked a bit. I furrowed my brows. "I was being an idiot. I wasn't thinking as usual, I-Uh-I just...-"

"He made a mistake leaving, but he's thought about it and he's just calmed himself down, why don't we discuss this on the bus, we're never gonna leave at this pace." Harry butted in, smiling lightly.

And we all agreed with him, because it really was stupid talking on the streets.

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The whole car ride, Justin remained silent, in fact, he didn't even glance up from where his eyes were locked. He stayed staring at his hands in his lap.

Something was wrong, and I could feel it.

By the time we got on the bus, Justin sat on the couch, still refusing to stare at anyone.

Paul went to tap his shoulder, not expecting for Justin to literally jump. We all were shocked at Justin's reaction.

What's up with him?

"Are you okay?" I asked, kind of surprised at him.

"Y-yeah, sorry, just um, nevermind." Justin sighed, rubbing his temples.

"I've, ah, called Scooter, he is going to meet us in New York in two days, and he wants to talk to you, Justin. He says you two need to have a serious talk, about everything." Paul said. Justin nodded.

Although Paul was just meant to be a security guard, he was much more than that. He organized everything, and was basically our manager in a way.

"I think I should stay on this bus with you boys until we reach New York, alright?" Paul said. We all nodded. "And Justin..." Paul sighed, leaving Justin to look at him.