You're Just A Daydream Away

Chapter 14

"Haley, it will never happen again. I promise," Niall pleaded.

"And how am I supposed to know if it happens again? I'll be in the U.K while you're here. I wasn't meant to find out about it this time, so I'm sure you're not going to be honest if you do it again."

"I just don't get why you're all bent out of shape about this, Hales."

I told him my story. I had to. Even if he hadn't been completely honest with me, I was going to be with him. Maybe my story could scare him into not doing drugs, or at the very least make him feel guilty.

Niall held me in his arms as I finished telling him everything. I was sitting in his lap with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. His face was nuzzled sweetly in the crook of my neck.

"I'm so sorry, Haley. I didn't know. I feel so terrible," he whispered softly.

"Don't. It was my own fault. You couldn't have known. I don't talk to people about it. The only people that know are my family, the people that witnessed it, and Zayn."

"Still, I just wish I had know you then. I wish I could've been there with you to save you or help you through that."

"Well you're here now, and I'm sure there will be an insurmountable amount of bullshit for you to get me through babe," I said with a smile on my face.

"No more drugs. From here on out. I swear. I love you too much to do that," he said. Then he moved me off his lap and stood up. He walked over to where the bag of weed was sitting and picked it up. I followed him into the bathroom where he dumped all of it into the toilet and flushed it.

***

Now on good terms, Niall and I were spending a day out in public. We were going to have a great time, because we're required to at least look like we're crazy happy.

We'd be doing some shopping, eating, and going to a children's hospital later. All the guys would be meeting at the hospital and they'd sing a few songs then chat with the patients. I had been informed about the event about a week ago, and I've been so excited.

Right now, I was being put together by Lou, once again.

"You know he really loves you," she stated matter of factly as she pinned a stray piece of hair back.

"What?" I questioned her.

"Niall. I've never seen his care about anyone let alone a girl as much as you. The way he looks at you is adorable. You remind me of myself and my husband." All I could do us smile. I didn't know what to say.

"You really think he's that in love with me?" I had my doubts sometimes...

"Beyond a shadow of a doubt, darling. But he's like one of my children. Don't you dare break his heart!"

"Believe me, I couldn't bring myself to if I tried," I stated. It was true. There have been times I've wondered if breaking it off with Niall would be easier or better, but I can't bring myself to do it. Not because it'd hurt him, but because I'd be shattered. I don't know what I'd do with out him at this point.

"Lou! I need your help! What shirt do I wear?!" Niall came into the room whining like the child he is. He held up two shirts. Both were soccer jerseys. They just had different players on them. Why couldn't he make this decision on his own. Also, why does he get to pick out his own clothes when his stylist has to dress me?

Our first stop of the day was a pancake house. There were no fans when we arrived there, but by the time we left there were at least 50 outside. I could tell today was going to be chaotic already.