This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 94

I wrote another chapter because you guys said you liked the book, so please give me some sort of feedback on the chapters.

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Songs for this Chapter:

She Will Be Loved- Maroon 5

Everything Has Changed- Taylor Swift & Ed Sheeran

Up- Justin Bieber ( lol this song is so old o well)

Steady As She Goes - Sky Sailing An Airplane (the artist and song might be switched idk, hahah sorry )

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Cleo's P.O.V

The next day, I am supposed to get checked out of this hospital that I have visited too many times. I might as well get a membership here. The argument that happened a few days ago still floats around in my mind. Today is the day Niall's family is supposed to come over, but now it's already a little past noon. I would call, but if he wanted to get me he would've been here by now.

The nurse wakes me back up at four o'clock, telling me that a guy is finished signing release papers. I put back on my shorts and polka dot shirt along with shoes. It's all I brought. I do my daily routine in the bathroom, then I sit back down on the bed, so my nurse can take my final information down. I don't know, it's just something about him being late that aggravates me. It makes me think he had better things to do rather than come and get me out of this place.

Niall wraps his arm around my waist, kissing my forehead, but my face is dull and blank. I get in the new car and shut the door, still pissed at how late he was and he tells me the wedding is in two days instead.

"What's wrong?" I look ahead at the road with my sunglasses on, he doesn't have any because I threw his out the window. I shake my head, putting my elbow on the arm rest, his hand plays with the end of my hair and I lean on the opposite side, so he can't reach it, I force myself to fall asleep to avoid talking to him. The door opens and I nearly fall out because my head was on the window.

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" He asks me in a soft voice and I shrug.

"Is it because I didn't spend the night with you yesterday?" My body is sideways, legs dangling outside of the car and I'm tempted to lock myself in here or jump out and run away from him.

"No." I bite back and cross my arms.

"Well, I'm sorry for whatever I did." He sighs and reaches for my crossed arms, but I scoot back further in the seat, hitting his hand away from me.

"Don't start this," He leans against the side of the door, running his fingers through his hair.

"You already did." I stare at him through my sunglasses, my arms still crossed.

"What? Cleo, I just got you! How'd I do something?" He looks at me like I'm slightly crazy and raising his voice.

"Stop yelling at me." I raise my voice back and we sit there for a good five or ten minutes just arguing. He said that I'm overreacting and I tell him that he was overreacting the other day and that's what caused the car crash, he shuns me loudly for cutting the other day.

"You could've came to me and this could've been prevented." Niall says gesturing to my exposed hip because of my shirt raising up a little.

"We weren't even talking to each other!" I pull my shirt down and snap at him.

"Exactly, we weren't talking to each other, so this isn't only my fault." He tells me in a sarcastic voice. I hate whenever he talks to me like I'm five, so I push him back from in front of me and he charges at me. I swear, if he doesn't any sketchy stuff it's over. Literally. I can't keep doing this.