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Chapter 21 - talk to me

Songs for this chapter:

Kiss Me
by: Ed Sheeran

Say Something
by: Christina Aguilera ft. A Great Big World



Julie's POV

My sobs get louder as I continue to become more and more overwhelmed. Crying definitely isn't helping my heartache and nauseousness.

"You okay?" Jess' mom's voice sounds through the room.

I push my body up and turn around to face her. Her smile turns into a frown as she looks at my features. My eyes are swollen, lips trembling and my cheeks have turned red, soaked with tears.

"I'm so s-sorry. I d-d-didn't mean t-to stay this long, but I really do a-appreciate it." I stutter. "And I'm so s-sorry about a-all this." I add. It's hard to speak as I try to keep my sobs from exiting my lips. My heavy breathing making is harder to hold back my sobs.

"Oh, dear, don't thank me, it's a pleasure having you here." she says brightly. "And don't apologize, I'm sorry you are going through this." she adds, giving me a sympathetic smile. She leaves the room and I wipe away my tear but continue to hiccup as I try and stop my sobs.

My head starts to ache and I eat some more of the food Jess had laid out for me this morning. I look over at the clock.

4:00



Niall's POV

"It's four o'clock." Barbara says.

"Alright, thanks." I say and give her the best fake smile I can.

She rolls her eyes and walks to go get more water. I sit at the table alone and go on twitter. I haven't tweeted in two weeks. I guess I've been so overwhelmed, I didn't want to talk to anyone.

Julie hasn't texted me this past month and I don't blame her. She's probably seen the photos of Barbara and I that are everywhere.

I scroll through twitter and go to Julie's profile to see if she's posted anything. I go to her latest tweet that was tweeted about forty minutes ago and it was a reply to a fan.

@leeyum_xx:
Why hasn't Niall been tweeting? And why is he with that Barbara chick? I thought he'd be with you?

@JulieJones:
I honestly don't know, I'm sorry... Niall and I split a month ago when he left Florida. We were planning on getting back together but honestly, I don't think he'd consider it anymore. Seems like he's having fun with Barbara, right? It kills me to see him with her, but if you love someone, you have to let them go...no matter how much it hurts. x

I read her reply over and over.

How can she think that?

Because she's seen you with Barbara and management purposely made it seem like you and Barbara are together; the voice inside my head tells me.

"Fuck." I curse under my breath.

"What's wrong?" Barbara's voice says from behind me.

"Nothing." I groan.

"You can tell me, we're together, right?" she smiles and takes a seat in the booth in front of me.

"Not really, remember?" I roll my eyes.

"It doesn't have to be fake." she says with an innocent smile.

"But it is, so drop it, I'm fine, and I don't need your help." I snap. She's caught off guard by my harsh tone. "I'm leaving." I say and stand from the booth.

"But our food hasn't even come out yet." Barbara whines.

"Don't care, I'm leaving." I argue and she rolls her eyes and stands from the booth. "You aren't coming with me." I say.

"Then where do I go?" she asks.

"As if I care." I snap.

"You don't have to be so rude!" she yells. Eyes from all over the small resturant stare at us and I stare at her, not knowing how I should reply.

"Please, I just need to be alone." I whisper and stare at my feet. "I'm sorry I snapped at you, but-" I whisper as tears threaten to escape my eyes.

"You have me." she whispers.

"For the last time, I'm not actually going to date you, okay?" I say a little bit softer, but still harsh. She rolls her eyes and sits back in the booth. I walk out of the resturant and get into my car. I slam the car door and rest my head on the stearing wheel. A wet liquid slides down my face. "God, I miss her." I whisper to myself and start the car.

(IM SURE BARBARA IS NOT LIKE THIS IS REAL LIFE. I LOVE BARBARA AND AM NOT HATING ON HER. THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY. OKAY? OKAY. KEEP READING <3)

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"Hey, man. You alright?" Zayn asks as I enter the flat.

"No." I simply reply, not trusting my voice. The whole car ride here I was constintly blinking to get rid of the tears that blinded my vision.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't want to talk about it. Just check Julie's twitter." I say and walk into my room, slamming my door behind me.

I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone. I go to my messages and ignore the ones I have from Barbara, me mum, Harry, and Liam. I scroll to find my previous messages with Julie and smile as I read over our old conversations.

I begin to type a message:

Me:
hey, sorry we haven't talked.

I send it before I can talk myself out of it.



Julie's POV

My phone buzzes and I hesitate to unlock my phone. It takes me to my messages and Niall's previous messages appear, along with a new one.

Niall:
hey, sorry we haven't talked.

My heart aches. He acts like it's no big deal. Why is he even texting me in the first place? He has a fucking girlfriend.

I don't reply, instead I delete all of his messages. I start to regret it, but I shake my head to remove the feeling shooting through me. My heart aches more and more as I think about him.

I repeat his text through my head over and over.

hey, sorry we haven't talked.

I feel like replying, but I can't. He has a girlfriend, he's moved on, and I haven't. Texting him won't help me move on. It'll only make me fall harder and crave him more. I can't let that happen.

I've been waiting for him to text me, telling me that Barbara was only for publicity and that he still loves me, but I doubt that's the case. And now when he texts me, he acts like nothing is wrong, and that it's no big deal that he forgot about me for a month and moved on without telling me.

I had to find out from the public, and that hurts me more than if the words would have come from his mouth.

If he would have told me, maybe I could accept it and move on. But knowing that he completely ignored our previous plans to get back together, and ditched me for that model, hurts me so much more. Fans were, for once, on my side, telling me that he was with her; and it hurts me to know that he didn't even bother to let me know this information that has drastically changed my feelings.

I'm sick and slowly breaking. I need to be in his arms again. In his arms, are the only place I feel whole.

I want him to talk to me. Talk to me about Barbara and him being a fake couple. I know they're a real couple, but there is a small part of me that hopes it's a fake relationship.

But, I just want him to talk to me like he used to. Tell me I'm beautiful, tell me how much he loved me, tell me that we'd make things work out, tell me how happy he was to have me.

I have now realized, I just want him to talk to me. I curse at myself for not replying to him, because he did talk to me. But I don't want to hear him talk to me as a friend, I want to be his princess again. Talking to him, like nothing is wrong, and nothing happened, will only break me down more.

"Say something, I'm giving up on you." I cry into my pillow.

[A/N]:

ughhhh

JULIE, THEY ARE FAKE DATING.

OKAY?

OKAY.

AHHHHH.

I'VE ALREADY WRITTEN THE NEXT CHAPTER. OMG. YOU GUYS ARE GONNA L.O.V.E. IT!!!

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"SAY SOMETHING IM GIVING UP ON YOU" brb crying

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