What Makes You Beautiful

Chapter Fifteen

I stared at her. I felt my eyes go wide and I could feel my eyes stinging from wanting to cry. 

'What?' I choked. I fell on my front and cried. Ellie and Beth fell to their knees. 

'It's going to be okay. It's alright.' Beth helped me up and sat me on the stairs. I couldn't stop crying. My eyes were red, and I kept wiping my eyes,  but everytime I did I started crying again. 

'We need to call Niall.' Ellie mumbled to Beth, her arm round me. Beth brought out her phone and typed in Niall's number. 

'Please pick up.' Beth uttered under her breath, but I heard the line go dead after a few seconds. 

'We have to go.' I choked on my words. 

'Go? Go where?' Ellie stared at me. 

'Go to France. I've got to tell him he can't stay. I won't be able to do it anymore.' 

'She's right. We can't leave her here. Okay, Carrie. I'll call Flora. Her dad can arrange something. Your parents are out, yeah?' 

'Only for my a couple of nights.' I sniffed. 

'That's fine.' Ellie stood me up, whilst Beth grabbed her phone and called Roos, Flora and Megan. 

Ellie lead me upstairs and pulled my coat on. She handed me my bag which had my phone and purse in. Beth came to the door.

'Right. Flora's dad managed to get some last minute plane tickets.' 

'How?' Ellie asked. 

'He has a friend that works at the airport. Said a whole row of seats were given up due to over expense or something.' 

'Close enough. We'll meet the girls at the airport then.' 

They pulled me into a taxi. I stayed quiet for the whole journey. 

Niall's POV

'Niall. Cheer up.' Louis punched me playfully on the arm. 

'I can't. I can't stop thinking about her.' I looked on my phone and smiled at the photos of us. Suddenly, I accidentally clicked on twitter. The last time I went on twitter on my phone, was talking to the girl thretened me. The girl that almost ruined mine and Carrie's relationship.

'See you at eight;)' 

I stared at it, then through my phone to the floor just as Liam walked in. 

'Woah. Calm down.' He picked up my phone and stared at it. 

'Niall...' He sighed. I turned away. 

'Don't beat yourself up. It's in the past. The chick's history. Just think about Carrie. You can see her soon.' He pressed the phone back into my hand, closing twitter. 

Carrie's POV

The flight there wasn't as long as I expected, but I did sleep most of the time. It was two in the morning by the time we arrived in France. I was so tired even though I slept. Flora was excited to see Harry. I should be excited to see Niall, but I couldn't be. Even though I was here, I couldn't stop the boys from staying a whole year. Maybe coming to see him was a bad idea. I stopped walking. 

'Carrie come on.' 

'Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe not seeing him will be good for me.' Roos grabbed my hands. 

'Carrie, stop this. Come on.' She mumbled. 

I didn't say anything else. I walked, but I wasn't happy about it. At all. I didn't want to see him. Maybe I could live without him. I was being stupid crying. This was all for my own good. 

We burst out of the airport doors. 

'Rumours on Twitter say that they are staying at the Hotel de Paris. I think it's just down here.' Flora brought us down a small road. Paris wasn't very busy in the nighttime. I could see the Eiffel Tower in the distance, lit up brightly. 

I remember making up stories about falling in love or getting married there. It had always been my dream. To grow up, and when I was old enough, i'd move to Paris, meet a beautiful guy and marry him. I'd draw pictures of me in a beautiful wedding dress with a man, looking handsome. I'd be smiling happily. 

But that's why they were called fantasies. 

'Do you know what room?' Roos called out to Flora. 

'Apprently room twelve. Third floor. It's on this '1D Stalker' twitter. Freaky, but helpful. She put her phone away, and lead the way, whilst I dragged behind. 

Megan went to the front and knocked on the door. I heard a familiar voice wondering who it was. 

'Flora?!' Harry exclaimed. The boys all pushed to the front and greeted the girls like old friends.

Flora gave Harry a hug, crying; making her mascara smudge. Megan smiled at Liam as he invited them in, Roos told Louis the story of how we got to France and they had a laugh together. Zayn hugged Ellie as she laughed and smiled. Then Niall pushed his way through them all. Beth looked up at him, then looked away. She walked in through the door, leaving Niall in the door way. 

'Carrie..' Niall muttered. I stepped back from him. 

'It's good for me. To stay away from you. I have to stay away. I have to if I want to manage without you.' 

'Carrie you don't have to. Come here.' He held out a hand to me. I stepped back, staring at it. Niall stepped forward. 

'Don't.' I exclaimed. Niall looked shocked. I pressed my back against the wall and fell with my knees up to my chin. I stared at him, then buried my head in my knees as I hugged them close. Tears fell from my eyes on to my knees. Niall fell forward and picked me up, holding his hands, under my knees, and his other hand, under my chest. I gripped his shoulder and cried. 

He brought me in the hotel room, and I heard somebody shut the door. I was carried through to a room with a large double bed, and bright lighting. Niall switched off the light and led my down on the bed. I instantly curled up to a ball and cried. Niall was about to leave when I called out his name. 

He turned round. 

'I told you. I told you I didn't have to go. You insisted I went. Why? You could have told me!' Niall screamed. 

'I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.' I mumbled. I heard him mess around in the room and then suddenly pulled back the covers and climbed in next to me. I pulled off my coat and threw it on the floor before crawling under the covers. I soon realized that Niall had taken off his shirt. He pulled me close and wrapped his arms round me. He soon felt the cuts under my elbow. I heard his voice choke.

'What are these?' He sounded on the verge of tears. 

'I.. I can't tell you.' I sttuttered. He hid his face in my shoulder. 

'I'm sorry if I made you do that. I truly am.' 

I turned round to face him. 

'I'm sorry. For doing it. I just felt like I wasn't in control anymore. Like I had to do it. I missed you. I missed you a lot.' 

'I missed you too, baby girl. But i'm here now. And I will never leave you. That's a promise.' He pulled me on to his chest and I fell asleep in his arms.