Someone Like You

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

The guys left in the morning. Liam was nice enough to tell me that I could stay in the penthouse if I wanted, I turned him down. What was the point anyway? I packed up all my stuff, which was very difficult all by myself. 

A couple weeks later my small apartment was sold and with the money I had earned from modeling I bought a larger apartment that could actually fit more that two people in it. It was also looked over Times Square , which is a plus. 

Charlotte and I hadn't spoken since the incident. I knew she was mad at me. Everybody hated me right now, Niall, Charlotte, One Direction's fan base. Their fans hating me shouldn't of mattered, but for some reason it did. I just care too much. 

Niall hadn't said the words "I'm breaking up with you." But I knew that's what happened. I am so stupid! I could of pulled back, I could of done something. Yet, I didn't. Telling Harry is was his fault was a lie, cause it was mine. All mine. I used to be happy and bouncy, but now just a lump of sadness. I would go out looking happy, but on the inside crying. When I got home all I practically did was cry and wallow in my own sadness. 

About a month after the "break up" I was finally out of tears, I couldn't cry any longer. Even if I felt like crying, I didn't. I was just tired. 

Opportunities also kept popping up and I took them. So when my manager told me there was one in London, I took it. In 3 days I got on a plane and flew across the ocean. 

When landing at the airport, I was greeted by many people, it was a mix of paparazzi and fans. I greeted some fans, taking pictures and signing autographs. 

30 minutes later the taxi pulled up to my hotel, the hotel staff helped me with my bags there were many of them since I would be staying here for a while. 

I walked up to the front desk rolling one of my large bags behind me. 

"Hi, I called in a couple hours ago." I spoke. The woman behind the counter looked up from her computer and smiled,

"Last Name?" 

"Gates." 

"Alright, here's your key, suite 2, to the right and up to level 5." She handed me my key and I thanked her and left. 

This hotel being a 5 star hotel, I had high expectations. They were met when I walked into the suite. I was very happy I was going to be staying here for a month and a half. 

When I unpacked everything, and had gotten settled, I took out my laptop. Scrolling on twitter I came across a tweet that made my stomach flip. Niall had sent out about 10 minutes ago. 

"Hello London! Glad to be back." It read. My eyes grew round, as I thought about the fact that they might be staying in this hotel. 

"Shit." I cursed, quickly closing my laptop and jumping up. I had to get out of here. Not thinking I ran into the bedroom and changed out of my lazy clothes and into something much nicer. When I just finished my make up, it had been about 45 minutes. I had to do my hair and pick the appropriate outfit to be seen in. I grabbed my purse and while in the elevator I slid my sunglasses on my head. The elevator opened and people crowded the entrance to the hotel. My prediction had been right.

'Shit shit shit shit' I thought as I quickly walked out of the elevator, averting my eyes to the 5 boys that stood in the middle of the lobby. 

"Jenna?" A familiar voice said behind me. I turned and saw Niall, we made eye contact and I gave him a small smile. Turning back to face forward, I slid my sunglasses down my nose. Several 'was that Jenna?''s could be heard from behind me. 

I went shopping and met some people that recognized me. Feeling very lonely however cause I was walking around by myself. I have no friends. Luckily I had a show tomorrow so maybe I could make some. 

Getting bored I hauled a taxi and told the driver to drive me back to the hotel. 

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I walked up to the door of Suite number 2 and pulled out my key. 

"Jenna?" My head turned quickly in response to my own name. Niall stood about 50 feet away from me. 

"Niall." I said breathlessly, I didn't say any more cause his eyes said it all. 

A smile spread across my lips and Niall mirrored me. I ran to him, jumping up an hugging him, my legs wrapped around his waist. 

"I missed you so much." Niall muttered into my shoulder. 

"Oh you don't even know." I replied back. We hugged for a long time. I didn't want to let go but Niall set me down. 

We stared at each other for a while, I opened my mouth to start explaining what had happened the last time I had seen him but before he could he kissed me. I kissed back. 

"You don't have to explain anything, I forgive you, Harry's a prat, it's not your fault." He spoke, I kissed him again out of sheer joy. 

"I love you." I told him.

"I love you." He replied