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04. Nightmare.

Caitlyn's POV.

I woke up as the unwelcomed light from the sun slighty hit my face due to the thin fabric of curtain hanging on my window bunk. I checked my watch, oh it's only 9am. Great. I tried to sleep again but I can't, so I decided to go somewhere.

I jump from my bunk and I came out from the tour bus, while I am walking around I saw Niall, sitting, alone. What is he doing there?

Niall's POV.

"We're done, Niall. It's over." She yelled as she throw her hands in the air.

"No babe, no. We will fix this." I tried to touch her but she spat my hands away.

"Niall, I am not the right girl for you." She said, her tone quickly changed. Her voice was so calmed.

"I love you Barbara, you know that, don't you? We will make this through." I begged, tears stream down my face but she just smiled and wave.

"Bye." She said as she finally walked away, leaving me here in a dim place, in tears and hurt.

A nightmare. I open my eyes and I wipe my sweaty forehead because of a damn nightmare. I always remember her, why? Even in my own dreams, she's there. I checked my phone. It's only 8:30 in the morning. I got up off my bunk and went outside. I just.. I want to be alone. I saw a gazebo behind the stadium, perfect.

Half an hour later, I saw Caitlyn walking around wearing a pajama and a lose tank top. She came to me.

"Hey Niall," She greeted, I accept it as a 'goodmorning'.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked, slowly. I am still out of my mind.

"I'm about to ask that." She chuckled and sat beside me.

"Well, I woke up and I tried to sleep again but I can't, so I decided to go somewhere.. until I saw you. How about you? What are you doing here?" She asked, smiling.

Oh, you know, I had a freakin nightmare about the girl who broke my heart and that's the reason why I woke up too early. Guess what? Her name is Barbara Palvin, a Victoria Secret model. We lasts for 6 months and then she became more famous because I dated her. She received a lot of interviews, tv show, and bunch of pictorials and after all of that shit, she left me, she broke me. You know her? Of course you know her. She's famous now.

"Niall? You okay?" Caitlyn waved her hand infront of my face, bringing me back to reality.

"Uh, w-what?" I looked at her.

"Looks like you're zoning out again, Horan." she chuckled.

"Yeah, I guess. Sorry." I apologize.

"So, what are you thinking?" She asked, looked worried.

Should I tell her? Should I trust her? Yes! I need someone who can help me to recover. No! I need to know her first.. And remember Niall, she's just a another fan.

"Oh, me? thinking? nothing." I said, nervously.

"Okay?" She slowly said.

"Let's go back to the tour bus, eh?" I suggested.

"Sure." she said, nodding.

Caitlyn's POV.

He zoned out again. What's wrong with him? I asked him but he didn't tell me. Fine Niall, fine. We went back to the tour bus and I smell something. Foooood! I went straight to the kitchen and Niall followed me. I saw Liam cooking sausage, eggs, bacon, and hotdogs. "The food is readyyy!" Liam yelled.

The other boys got up of their bunks and went straight to the kitchen. We all ate our brunch, breakfast-lunch.

Five hours.

I wasted my five hours sitting here in tour bus. Well, I don't know what to do and I don't know where to go. Harry scheduled me that I will teach him tomorrow to speak tagalog. Urgh.

"Wanna go with us?" Zayn asked me, eyebrows elevated.

"Where?" I replied as I put my feet to the other side of the couch.

"Sound check." He smiled sweetly.

"No. I'm too lazy to get up." I groan.

"Sure. We'll be back after the concert." He informed me.

"Yeah, I think I'll sleep early tonight." I smiled.

I hugged them one by one. Liam, Zayn, Lou, Harry and last one, Niall. I run my hands on his back and tighten the hug, surprisingly, he hugged me back. Stupid butterflies.

"Keep safe." Niall said, his mouth so close to my ears as he whipered those words.

"Yeah, you too. Goodluck." I said through his shoulder.

He broke the hug and they went out of the tour bus. I went to my bunk and I fell asleep.

Niall's POV.

Finally the concert was over. I went straight to our tour bus. I didn't bother to wait the boys or stay at the dressing room. I'm tired and I wanna go to sleep and.. I wanna make sure that she's okay at the tour bus. I walked to the living room, she's not there.

"Caitlyn?" I called out.

No answer.

I started to panic. What if someone took her? I ran to her bunk and opened the curtain. She's asleep. Thank god, she's safe. I looked at her, she's so beautiful even though she's sleeping. I looked at her for a few minutes and I closed the curtain of her bunk. I turned around and I saw Zayn standing there, watching me.

Fuck.

He raised his two hands, surrendering.

"Hey, that's not what you thi-"

"I didn't say anything." He interrupted me while wearing a stupid smirk, I rolled my eyes.

I climbed into my bunk, "Night lad." I heard him say.

Is this feeling towards Caitlyn is real? And why would I care so much about her? I've only met her for how many days, am not sure about this.

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I'm cryin bc this is short ew I swear I'll improve my writing skills.