Just the Two of Us [Niall Horan fanfic]

Chapter 25: I make it easier for people to leave by making them hate me.

''Yes, got it,'' I said as I wedged my phone between my shoulder and ear so I could double check the clothes I'd packed.

''Make sure to bring enough clean underwear, sweetie,'' my mom said a little pestering.

''I'm rolling my eyes right now, thought I should tell you 'cause you obviously can't see it.'' 

I could hear her laugh, a sound I've missed a lot. I tried to close my suitcase with one hand as I listened to my mom summing up all the things I shouldn't forget such as my passport and plane ticket. I don't really understand how she would think that I could ever forget to bring my passport but it's sweet how concerned she's acting, considering I'm already an adult. I can't blame her though, I'd act the same with my child if my other one had died in a car accident. I'd probably be even worse.

''Emma, attention please. God, focus for a minute!''

I sighed at her haviour but I decided not to bring it up, I'm already happy enough that she isn't crying. I haven't got time to ask her about it, but I will ask her eventually when I'm home. 

''Is Niall bringing you to the airport?'' She awfully changed topics, and I felt my heart stung as she mentioned him. 

''No,'' I sighed as I sat down on my suitcase, staring at the view outside. Delicate white snowflakes fell one by one to the ground, the light it emitted made them flicker. I couldn't help but feel captivated by the scene. The snow flaked covered every building and every pavement outside, making it seem like everything was covered with a warm white blanket. I tried to loosen up my tensed body but I couldn't get rid of the unpleasant feeling. Normally, any time I was upset just his voice was enough to calm me down, but he wasn't here right now.

* flashback from three days ago *

''Hey, love,'' he greeted me as I stepped inside, and he briefly kissed my lips before I took my coat and scarf off. 

''Hey.'' Unfortunately, in my best effort to hide my emotions for him, my voice still sounded shaky and came out two octaves higher than usual. His brows furrowed slightly but he didn't bring my odd behaviour up. 

''Want something to drink?'' He asked as he settled down on his couch, his hands instructing me to come and sit down beside him. Holding my increasingly nervous gaze, he shoved his arm around me, allowing me to lean against him as he looked at the television.

''No, I'm good,'' I managed to make my voice sound more confident. ''I won't stay long though.''

This made him snap his gaze in my direction. By the way his eyes slightly narrowed and his lips formed a thin line, I knew he was sensing something was wrong.

''What's wrong?'' 

Something snapped inside me, an unusual anger boiled up inside me. He's leaving in less than a week to the other side of the world, and he's asking me what's wrong? How can he possibly act so clueless when he sure as hell knows what's going on. It's not like I don't have ears or eyes, even if Meredith did decide not to tell me, I would've found out sooner or later. There's still something called papers and magazines. How can he possibly think that something like that is easy to hide from me? And even if it succeeded, did he just want to leave me without a goodbye?

''Are you serious right now?'' My voice no longer held a nervous tone but was full of annoyance. 

''Yes, why wouldn't I?'' he decided to continue his ignorant act. I glanced up and found his eyes, intently boring into mine. For a split second, I was worried about my response to his question, knowing it would either anger him, or reveal his indifference.