Chapter 30

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Niall's POV


I decided to get back to my room to take a shower the moment I wake up after I spend a night with my brother and Denisse in their room. I did not sleep in my room last night after I found out that Alliyah was still there but I made sure that she would be fine alone.

I grab my bag and place it on the edge of the same bed where Alliyah is lying on, sleeping. I unzip my bag and pull out my underwear, a pants and a t-shirt. I then take off my shirt and place it on the bed just before I walk inside the bathroom.

Whilst walking towards the bathroom, I heard a noise. I look back, only to find out that my bag fell off and few stuffs in it are now all over the floor. I shake my head and head into the bathroom instead. I will deal with it later.

I undress myself before I step into the shower.


"Niall, is that you?" I hear Alliyah calling me behind the closed door.

"Yes!"


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"Good morning." Alliyah greets me the moment I step out of the bathroom. I had my pants on now but I'm still shirtless because the shirt I brought with me to the bathroom accidentally fell off when I was trying to reach for with so I had my towel around my shoulders.

"Hi," I smile at her. She is sitting up on the bed. "Good morning."

"I have something to tell you ..." She bites her lips.

I grab my towel and wipe the excess water on my head. "Yes?"

"I like you." Alliyah utters, making me freeze on my knees for a tad bit second while I was picking up my stuffs scattered on the carpeted floor. "I mean, I still like you." She adds.


I stand up and our eyes met. Awkward! Sure, she looks lovely and I really used to like her but it was just when we were still in school. I was not turned off, I was attached to someone else. I was and still am attached to her.


"What to say?" I mumble but I'm sure she still hears it.

"Say something." She replies as she stands up and walks towards me. No, no, no, don't.

"The only thing I could give you now is friendship." I say just before she'll do anything to me.

"Oh," That's the only word that escapes out of her mouth.

"I'm sorry." I tell her, shaking my head.

"I understand." Alliyah pulls out a weak smile. "But yeah, I'm not playing games with you."

"Yeah .." I look down and I see my stuffs on the floor again. I do not know what to do but I kneel down and continue fixing my stuffs.

"I have to go." She told me and I feel myself nod. "By the way, Thalia was here earlier. She was looking for you but you were still in the bathroom ."

"Okay, thanks."


After fixing my things and myself, I sit on the bed. I keep on shaking my head, overwhelmed by what just happened. I hear a beep from my phone and I check it. It's a text from Willie, telling me that it's time for breakfast.

As I get to the lounge where everyone is, we begin eating. Willie and Greg sit down with their lovers and I figure out that I will be sitting across Alliyah.


"Where's Thalia?" I ask the moment I sit down with them.

"She's with Kylie." Greg replies and I nod.


And just when I'm about to have a bite of my breakfast, my phone rings. It's mom.


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"Why did you call Maura earlier?" I grab Thalia out of the crowded dance floor towards the bar station with a heavy and pounding head. After the breakfast, we all head back to the city because Willie wanted to go out clubbing. Thalia wasn't supposed to still be here because she seemed a little bit off around me. At first, I thought it was because I almost kiss her. But I found out that she began to ignore my existence the moment she knocked at my door back at the beach. Yet here we both are now! "Are you jealous of Alliyah?!"

"Jealous? Me?" Thalia exclaims under the loud noise with a disgusted look. "Niall, seriously?"

"Because you act like it." I'm so drunk that I don't mind saying things that might hurt her as easy as spitting my saliva onto the ground.

"Excuse me?" Thalia yells then punches me on my chest. I see her immediately walking away from but I grab her arm, making her stop. "Niall, let me go!"

"Why are you ignoring me then, huh?" I ask her angrily.

"I have a boyfriend, you have Alliyah. That's it!"

"So you're jealous of Alliyah?"

"Or are you of Kevin?"

"Leave him."

"Leave him and what?"

"Let's take a chance." I finally say. I know ... I fucking know that maybe it's too late, I'm too late. I mean, she has a boyfriend now and they're going strong and I really am happy for her but maybe, just maybe ... this time, we could be more than just friends now.

"I will be with you while you are busy sleeping with another girl?" Thalia chuckles. "You're being so funny!"

"Oh, my God! You really think I slept with Alliyah last night?" I laugh. "No, you're being very funny!"

"What else should I think after I knock on my best friend's room, expecting him to open the door for me but it's actually a just-woke-up-from-a-very-nice-sleep girl who opened it for me and told me that my best friend was in the shower?" She answers back with wide and angry eyes. "How couldn't I call your mother for that behavior?"

"That's not what happened!" I shout and she's taken aback but I care less at the moment. "Thalia, let me explain!"

"You really don't have to, Niall." Thalia shakes her head with a weak smile and disappointed stares. "I'm not your girlfriend here in need of any explanation from you."

She's right. She's not my girlfriend and it hurts to think of it as a matter of fact.

"But-"

"Shhh, stop." She replies with another weak smile. "I can handle my own heart."

But still, I explain to her what really happened and she stays silent.


I pull her towards me and just hug her. I feel her hands wrap around my waist and locks her fingers against the bottom of my spine.


"I love you." I whisper into her ears. I love you more than this. "You know that, you're my best friend." Ugh, shit! Niall, why you just don't say the truth?! You're so stupid!

"I know that." She murmurs against my chest. Her breath tickles me as she says back that she loves me, too. I hope she said it having the same meaning as mine even though she has someone else already.

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