Hired || N.H

mum?

Kallie's pov;

I sigh as I pull out my big pink suitcase from the cupboard in the hall way, I have no idea what to pack, I dont want to look like a trap . But I also don't want to look over the top, but I need something warm.

I set it down on my bed and wander over to my wardrobe,  lets start on dresses.

I am half way pulling out a blue dress when I hear my phone ring from the front room.

its my mum.

"mum?" I say confusingly into the phone, she never really rings me anymore, and maybe thats why she is ringing. i haven't even told her I'm going to Ireland. I think she thinks im coming home.

"hello sweetie! so what time are you getting here tomorrow?" she sings into the phone, I feel so bad now, but, my job is my job, and i cant just cancel on Niall and  his family, can I?

"oh my gosh, mum, I'm not coming home for Christmas this year.." I sigh.

"yeah, I know" she chuckles loudly causing me to flinch.

"what are you on about?"

"Niall's mother rang me last week, invited us to Ireland with you"

she what?

This has to be a joke, I came to london to get away from my mum and dad, they always turn up at the most stupid times.

"are you being serious?" I cough quietly, "I mean urm, yay?"

"nope I'm not joking, and I better have a nice gift!" she laughs, what has gotten into her, why is she so happy?

"ok. I have to pack" I huff slowly and hanging up the phone before she replys.

she is going to mess everything up.

tell some embarrassing story and make Nialls family hate me. I know she would fuck up my Christmas somehow.

she always messes up everything else, with her blonde hair and blue eyes and beaming smile, she batters her eyelashes and everyone loves her.

I push her out of my mind and quickly check my twitter.

of course there is a bunch of hate, but love aswell, Niall has tweeted about tomorrow 'heading to Ireland for Christmas with the loved ones!'

I sigh and go to instagram, I see I have reached 100k and gasp, 10000 people  follow me, unreal.

of course I post a celebrating photo, a selfie I took a while ago with El and Sophia,  we looked so cute, it was when the boys where on tour and it was the last day together before we went to Uni, and I hate the idea im going back again in February.

I plug on my phone and put on my favourite band, falling in reverse.

alot of there lyrics remind me of Niall, "why do good girls like bad boys"

I ignore that thought and continue with packing, I pack alot of knit wear, leggings, jeans, beanies, coats, makeup, fluffy socks and a few dresses for when we go for meals during the night times, well at least I think we are.

After, I decide to do some cleaning, it has to be done!

I tidy the kitchen top to bottom,  the front room and bathroom.

I finish puffing the pillows and sigh. I spray some air freshener and decide to take a short nap, I have a busy day.

I cant fall asleep,  the same thing comes into my mind.

will Niall forgive me? I need to tell him the truth that I have never ever cheated on him, and I miss him so much.

he broke my heart, just walking out on me like that, he seems pretty happy tbh, from the photos of him at the shopping center.

I cant help but let the tears explode, I need him to forgive me.

this is all my fault.

an- comment whos fault you think it is!:0 x x x x x