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Riley's POV

As I walked towards the venue, I couldn't help but keep looking down at the small rectangle that laid in my hand.

It was of my parents and I. You know, before my mom was crazy and before my dad died. I forgot what they looked like before the drastic changes.

As I made my way in the venue, I stepped into hallway. There were three ways I could go: left, to a stair case, right to two rooms that were labeled "dressing room" and "hair".

In the center were two double doors where I assumed the performance was being held.

I decided to look for Louis. Right now, I was feeling a wave of emotions and I know he is the only one who can make me feel better. Aside from Niall who was getting ready.

I made my way over to the right, where the two rooms were.

Niall's POV

"So just remember how your after Liam here, ok?" My tour  manager, Phil notified me.

I nodded, applying my mic, underneath my shirt. I turned around to the mirror, just to make sure I looked well enough.

As Phil left the room, Riley quietly made her way in, trying not to be too noticeable.

"You know I can hear you, right love?" I smiled looking down at my guitar.

I turned around, not expecting what I would see.

Riley was on the verge of crying.

It was only us in the room, so I locked the door behind Riley.

"Oh my days, Riley what's wrong?" I held her in my arms for what felt like years. But it was ok. I liked that feeling so much more than you can understand.

I heard sniffles under me. I looked down and Riley was crying.

I bought her over to the couch.

"Riley, love, why are you crying?" I tried not to cry as well, just looking at her.

I gave her a minute, because she was trying to talk but just couldn't and didn't know where to start.

"I can't d-do this N-Niall. I-I just I can't. I- I'm l-lying to my- myself." She got out.

"What do you mean you can't do it?" I asked her, my voice cracking.

"I- I mean, I-I should go. I can't b-be here." She said getting up.

"Don't leave me, please." My voice cracking deeper this time.

"I'm- sorry. I'm just deal-ling with stuff."

"Talk to me bub. What's wrong?" I asked grabbing her hand that wasn't on the door.

"Niall, I-"

"Please. I love you." My eyes trying not to fill with water.

"It's-Its just m-my parents."  She wiped a tear away.

"Okay, then talk to me about them."

Then there was a knock on the door.

"Niall, they need you for warm-up," I heard one of my managers, Teds voice.

"Just a second," I yell.

"After the performance, yea? Just please don't leave me." I tell her.

She nodded, never losing her grip on my hand.

I smiled and kissed her forehead, before leaving the dressing room.

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Yo yo, sorry I was on a break. Writers block... yea. And other random girl drama. Next chapter will have more ppl in it so yea. This chapter is shit so sorry I fail at life but lmk what chu think and that good stuff. Okay, bye.